Help me. | l.s. (mpreg) [Book 1]

5

Harry was exhausted from the past few days. It's been two weeks since his first session with Louis and since then they met up four times and Harry got to know more different sizes of dildos and butt plugs, but he wanted more. Louis assured him that they would try different things soon, but he wanted Harry to get to know everything without an exception. Little did Harry know that Louis just wanted to delay the inevitable- sex. Apart from his sessions with Louis he had to study a lot because exams were coming up and he was beyond stressed.

When he wasn't with Louis he was thinking of him and it definitely didn't help his concentration. He wanted to get closer to Louis, not only pysically but also emotionally. He really liked the older man and it frustrated him that he seemed so cold and heartless. Sure, sometimes Louis was gentle and caring, but it was a rarity. Most of the time he didn't give a shit about anything and as soon as they were done with their session and he was sure Harry was fine he practically kicked him out. Between their sessions when they took breaks they talked normally and got along pretty well, but when they were done Louis was like a different person and it bothered Harry. It didn't help him that he had these strange feelings whenever they did something sexual or when Louis just looked at him, but he couldn't say what exactly it was. He just knew that as soon as he left Louis' property he wanted to see him again and he also knew that it definitely wasn't healthy.

The problem was he couldn't talk to Niall or Liam about it because Louis and him had agreed that what they had would stay between them, not even Zayn knew what was going on. Harry felt bad for keeping this from his best friends but he knew that either they would tease him with that, or -what would rather be the case- they would scold him and tell him that it was a bad idea and so on. Thankfully they didn't even notice when Harry wasn't home and over at Louis' because they weren't home either. What surprised him was that Liam hasn't seen him at Louis' yet because he was always over at Zayn's and Zayn and Louis were literally neighbours and Louis had told Harry that Zayn was known for randomly bursting through Louis' front door when he wanted to hang out or needed something and Harry was more than thankful that this hasn't happened yet.

Harry was on his way home right now when someone bumped into him.

"Oh, I'm really sorry." He apologized quickly as he looked up. He was met with a guy not much older than himself who had warm brown eyes and dirty blonde hair that were gelled upwards. His figure was slim, but he was quite tall.

"I should be sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." The guy chuckled and Harry just waved it off trying to look casual. His anxiety was kicking in and his breathing quickened. He hated talking to strangers.

"W-well..." Harry said slowly, he didn't know what to say. He clutched onto his bag that was hanging over his shoulder tightly.

"I'm Kyle." The stranger extended his hand out smiling gently. Harry slowly reached out and shook his hand wit his own trembling one.

"I'm Harry, n-nice to m-meet you." He said carefully.

"Are you free for a coffee? I would like to apologize for bumping into you." Kyle said and Harry frowned. He had never been invited by a stranger to grab a coffee. It couldn't be that bad. It wasn't like he was a kidnapper, right?

"Y-yeah, sure. Why not?" Harry shrugged eventually and Kyle's smile only grew wider. Harry quickly looked at his phone to see the time. He still had two hours until he had to go to Louis'. He would make it in time.

They walked towards a near coffee shop and sat down at a table.

"So, Harry. Are you attending Uni here?" Kyle asked as the barista placed their coffees on the table.

"Y-yeah." Harry said quite awkwardly.

"And what do you study?" Kyle asked further.

"Photography." Harry answered shortly. "What about you?" He added when he saw the frown on the other boy's face.