Lavish l.s. {Sequel to Brotherly Love}

Chapter 12

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Louis was stunned. He didn't know how to feel after Harry told him to get out.

He couldn't help but think how different the boy is now, I mean Harry saying something like 'it's just s.ex' is not like him.

Louis drove the 20 minute drive back home in silence, still trying to wrap his head around what the f.uck just happened.

Meanwhile Harry had not a thought in the world as he was spoiled with gifts upon gifts and even a fancy dinner to end the night.

"So angel" James starts, taking a sip of the expensive wine "what was your favorite part of today?"

"Hmm" Harry rest his elbow on the table, tapping his freshly done nails against his chin.

"Maybe the new Louis Vuitton shoes and bags, or picking out new designs for my house" Harry grins, pulling away his hand "I was very happy to spend it with you"

"As I was you" James chuckles not even phased by the young boys bragging over rich, expensive things bought for him.

"Are you about ready to go? I can't wait to take off this makeup" Harry scrunches his nose, James laughs at the dramatic sigh from Harry who was only wearing a little eye makeup and clear lipgloss.

"Sure baby" James holds his hand in the air to catch their waiters attention "check please"

After the short trip back to Harry's, James stayed only for a few rounds of s.ex before leaving the boy to his own privacy, as Harry requested.

Harry enjoyed a long, hot bath with light music in the background, he wore a sweater and sweatpants, after all. It was cold, he wasn't going anywhere, so dressing up was not on his mind.

He turns on Friends, laying back on his couch with a hot cup of coco, sighing in relaxation.

"I need a puppy or a cat" Harry mumbles to himself, blowing raspberries as boredom quickly sat in.

He hummed as he messaged each of his daddies, none of them being no longer available, James was visiting his elderly mum, so Harry didn't want to bother him.

Harry was bored, his life was so busy he forgot what it was like to just not do anything.

Maybe Louis was free?

H:Hey, I'm sorry for earlier. Wanna come over?

L:I'm working,H

H:When you off?

L:Midnight.

Harry rolled his eyes leaving Louis on read, clearly he wasn't in the mood and Harry wasn't dealing with it like he use to.

Like he use to, Harry still can't believe how naive he was just roughly two years ago, he let Louis do much to him.

Why didn't their parents take it more serious? Did his father really think Harry would forget?

Harrys heart pounds as the old memory of his and Louis past relationship floods his mind How could he have been so stupid?

No wonder Luke made him leave as soon as he turned 18.

Harry eventually fell asleep on the couch, his show continuing to play in the background.

Harry was woke up suddenly by a soft knock at his door, it takes him a few minutes to process the situation and fully wake up. He checks the time and his eyes widen when he realizes it's two in the morning.

Harry was hesitant but slowly approaches the door, peaking through the peephole, his heart racing when it was solid black, as if something was covering it. He keeps the chain locked as he slowly cracks the door.

"Hello?"

"H?" Harry immediately recognizes the voice and quickly unlocks the door to find a tired looking Louis leaning against the wall.

"Louis? Why the f.uck would you cover the peephole?" Harry snaps quietly.

"I was afraid you wouldn't open the door if you saw it was me" Louis shrugs, barely looking up from the ground.

"I could still close the door yanno?" Harry laughs tiredly, but unlocks the chain once he notices the lack of reaction from Louis.

"Are you drunk?" Harry asks once he notices the wobble in Louis's steps.

"Maybe a little" Louis shrugs, falling onto Harry's couch face first groaning.

"And you drove here?" Louis nods not even bothering to look up.

"Jesus Lou, you could've killed someone or yourself!" Harry exclaims walking over and pushing Louis up by his shoulders, only now to notice how hard he was crying

"I'm sorry" he finally chokes out, grabbing Harry's cheeks.

"What-"

"I'm sorry for everything, I'm sorry I led you on, for kissing you, touching you, manipulating you. I'm so f.ucking sorry,Harry" Louis sobs, kissing Harry's forehead.

"I never meant to hurt you, it was never my intention. I was just confused and angry at myself for liking you and I took it out on you because you were so innocent and believed anything I said" Louis gasps, after rushing out the last words, shaking his head "I deserve you to hate me"

"Lou" Harry sighs pulling Louis in for a hug and Louis feels his heart shatter at the new,more mature sounding nickname.

"I forgive you" Harry says softly, feeling a relief come off his shoulders, "I've been trying to forgive you for what happened, but also forgive myself now I can start properly healing" Harry pulls away with a soft smile wiping Louis cheeks with the end of his sleeve.

"I don't deserve forgiveness"

"You came back, you apologized now that's something to me, maybe not everyone else but it's all I've been asking for" Harry smiles standing up and holding out his hands.

"Wanna lay in the hot tub?"

"You have a hot-nevermind, let's go" Louis laughs, of course the boy has a hot tub on the balcony.

"It's right outside that door, I'll go get us something to change into.

Louis heads doors the white double doors, with a glass center, his eyes widening at the crazy view. He forgot this was a penthouse.

"Proud of you, little baby. You deserve this"