➳ capo dei capi // l.s.

2.0

    " I'm never ever going back in that hellhole and he'll see that. " Harry's angry mutters could be heard as he stepped heavily on the staircase, his destination being his own bedroom. Thankfully, his father isn't home and so, he profits from that. " I'm a baby, pfft, good one. Sick of being dominant? He must have been on crack. " He was found talking to himself, resembling a little child, as his hand reached for the deep pocket that held his phone. The fury he felt in that moment was enormous.

    His slender fingers easily found their way through the phone, going for the message box and texting a person he'd wanted for a while. " He thinks I can't live without him? Sure. " Once again, he's trying to prove something.

    The person he texted was Eleanor. And I believe you guessed for what. Surely, his chances of pleasing his father with Lydia are ruined, so that's that.

When Eleanor was faced with Harry, the boy could notice the glint of hope glimmering in her eyes. Her attitude was more shy than usual, since she's never been in this state before. He knew she wanted him, so he's going to fulfill her wish.

    " Hello, Eleanor. " He invited her in politely, opening the door and standing on the side, allowing her to enter.

    " Hi. " Shyness could be sensed in her timbre as her eyes were locked on the cold ground, being intimidated by Harry's dominant gaze.

    It didn't take long for Eleanor to give in to her rawest desires and wishes to make her dreams come true, before she jumped on Harry. Her desperate hands grabbed at Harry's clothes, trying to find the quickest way to undress him as the boy allowed it with no opposition. In fact, Harry found himself mouthing on her neck, convincing himself that he's not thinking about a certain man with cerulean blue eyes. Nope, not at all.

    The following morning, Harry found himself parking in the school's parking lot, the wheels screeching loudly as he took an abrupt turn. Before Harry could forward any further, Niall jumps on his car's hood, an enormous smile contouring his facial expression. The rich boy was forced to hit the brakes to not run over the dumb blonde before him.

" Fuck's sake, Niall! " Harry growled loudly as his hands reached his curly locks to pull at them.

Niall, of course, opens the car and invited himself inside, making himself comfortable. " Hey, Harry. Mind driving me somewhere? I've got some business to do. "

" What exactly do you have to do? Drugs? " Harry's timbre held a sarcastic tone attached to it as he couldn't help but snort.

Niall turned to look at the boy, big blue emotionless eyes staring at Harry. It was beginning to creep Harry out when he saw that after long moments Niall continued to stare at him with no facial expression. " Alright, blondie. " He can't believe he accepted this.

Niall started guiding Harry, always changing his mind when it came to turns or telling him the direction way too late. This action pissed Harry off to a maximum, the number of times of him hitting the breaks being proof.

" God dammit, Niall, make up your damn mind! " Harry's temper began to prickle excessively as he almost hit a pedestrian.

" It must be here somewhere. Oh, take this right turn- no, wait, left! " Niall held a dismissive posture as his hand was holding a piece of pizza, which threatened to fall numerous times.

Harry almost crashed into a pole as his attention has been abused many times in the past ten minutes, sometimes looking so Niall won't spill the filthy food everywhere. " Watch it, blondie or I'll smack your ass into Christmas Eve. " He growled lowly, before he finally parked his car in front of a shop that looked like it was seconds away from delapidating.