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

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When they were done showering Louis showed Harry his plans for the basement as they went downstairs so Harry could visualize it.

"I don't even know why you are asking for my opinion. You're the one who is the pro." Harry said as Louis asked him which colour on the walls would fit best.

"I am, but I still need opinions from other people. And apart from that you live here too and you want to feel as comfortable as me down here, right?" Louis said.

"But Lou, I won't live here forever. And this is your house." Harry argued.

"Who says that? Maybe you will, who knows? And for now it's your house too, so we decide together." Louis crossed his arms and looked at Harry pointedly. Harry's insides tingled when Louis said that, but he decided to not think about it further because he probably just meant that he had to hide from Kyle forever.

"Fine. I think dark blue would look great and then we could add a few golden accents and a dim lightening so it gives a mysterious touch." Harry said thoughtfully. Louis just stared at him. "What? Did I say something wrong? I told you to not take me into account." Harry furrowed his eyebrows.

"That's...that's a fucking amazing idea!" Louis exclaimed suddenly and Harry jumped.

"What?" He asked surprised.

"Yes! This would look great! I didn't think about that before. You're a natural, baby." Louis grinned and quickly placed a kiss to his lips. Harry grinned.

"Really?" He checked.

"Really. I need to buy the paint immediately." Louis said excited.

"Okay. I make dinner as long as you're gone, but hurry up." Harry smiled as they went back upstairs.

While Louis was gone Harry prepared dinner and by the time he was done Louis entered the kitchen after dragging the paint downstairs. They ate together and when they were done it was half past five already. Harry cleared up the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher and when he turned around Louis was already standing in front of him and trapped him between him and the counter.

"We have half an hour until they come." He said seductively. Harry chuckled and threw his arms around Louis' neck.

"You know that you are a sex addicted horny fucker, right?" He smirked.

"I'm aware of that." Louis smiled unfazed.

"Well too bad for you. I have to clean up the living room before they come over." Harry said casually and dropped his arms.

"No." Louis stated.

"Yes, Louis. We can't have sex 24/7." Harry said sternly.

"Yes we can." Louis argued as Harry squirmed out of his hold.

"No. Let me go now." Harry said when Louis grabbed his hips tightly.

"Never." Louis grinned. Harry reached down and squeezed Louis' dick to which he yelped and jumped back.

"Oh, you will regret that." He said darkly when Harry already ran away giggling. He followed him and chased him through the house. Harry looked behind him as he raced up the stairs and inside of the guest room. He quickly ripped his closet open and climbed inside of it. A second later he heard footsteps, so Louis had to be in the room now.

"Harry, come out. I just want to talk." Louis said innocently, but Harry knew better than that. His heart was thumping and he pressed his hand in front of his mouth to stifle his laughter. He heard a door opening and risked a look. Louis just disappeared in the bathroom and Harry took this as his chance. He quickly climbed out of the closet and sneaked past the bathroom on his tip toes, but he screamed when Louis appeared next to him smirking devilishly, but Harry escaped him just in time. He ran down the stairs like a maniac with Louis hot on his trail.