Criminal Love

⭕️Chapter Eight⭕️

Song for Chapter
Tia Tamera by Doja Cat

That little red circle has a new meaning after today
Let the fun begin

Niall is walking and talking about what he, Liam, and Zayn are going to be doing as I search for them in the crowded airport, hoping to see a familiar pair of blue eyes in this busy building. Soon enough I see Zayn, shoving Niall in front of me.

"Hey Zayn, where are the others?" I greet him as he strides up to us. "Liam is getting something from the little cafe place over there, and Louis had to make a call, he's over in that area." Zayn says, Niall sticking close to him, pointing with his head to a quieter area, and sure enough I see Louis.

"Hey Harry, hi Niall." Liam says, carrying three paper bags and a drink tray. "Hi Liam." I say, setting my bags down next to Niall's and Zayn's. "I'll be back." I say, starting to go over to Louis. "No, I woul-." Liam gets cut off by Zayn nudging him in the ribs and smiling at me. I quirk my eyebrow and shrug, continuing on my mission to get to Louis. "He's going to find out soon enough, Li, we can't have him asking questions just yet." I hear Zayn's quiet tone, then Niall's questions begin.

Louis sees me and smiles, saying something into the phone before taking it from his ear, hitting a button and placing the phone in his back pocket. "Hello darling, how are you?" He asks, wrapping his hand around my neck to bring me close to kiss him. " 'm better now." I say against his lips, eyes fluttering shut. He backs off and uses his thumb to wipe the saliva off of my bottom lip, and I can't help but feel turned on. Exhibitionism... hmmm.

"Good boy. Are you ready for Vegas?" He asks, grabbing my hand and walking over to where the others stand. Liam's face shows slight shock, Zayn's trained demeanor is calm and Niall is on his phone. "Louis never hangs up a call...for anyone." Liam mumbles to Zayn. He gets a middle finger from my boyfriend. "You know, it's different when your boyfriend comes over, fuckhead." Louis says, a smiling threatening to break through. He loves them, anyone can see that. "I'm very ready for Vegas, Lou. I've never been." I say, sitting down next to him.

Liam, Zayn, and Niall got three, middle aisle, seats, sitting together and Louis and I got two window seats. I watch Louis get settled and he catches my eye, grinning. He indicates for me to come closer with his finger, so I lean in, being so fucking submissive for him. "Disobey me once during this trip, I'll show you exactly what I'm capable off, Harry." He whispers lowly, making me look up at him, he used my name, he never uses my name. Even two nights again when he came over to my apartment and we rolled around, he didn't call me Harry. "Yes, sir." I say, looking at him. He smiles wide and pats my head. "Very good boy. Making me very happy." He praises, making me whimper lowly and smile.

The rest of the flight contains teasing and poking light fun at that. I successfully got him hard and then left him high and dry, covering him with a blanket, already disobeying him. If I wanted that, no one has to know.

We land at the Northwest Las Vegas airport at 12:25 p.m, the weather not exactly welcoming us, the thunder rumbling as we make our way down the packed avenue, the windshield wipers going at a moderate pace to keep the glass clear, Louis' left hand on the wheel and his right hand on my thigh, fluctuating pressure between painful and comfort, the other three in the backseat, Niall in the middle as Liam occasionally kisses his temple, he's one of their little group now, it warms my heart. He's been single for a while now, so that he's happy is a big deal.

"Ok, there's a room booked for a queen sized bed, enough to fit three, and then a room booked for two. So, I think, Harry and I will take the bed for three, and then you three can squeeze into that king bed, and couch," Louis says, smiling through the rear view mirror, Zayn chuckling before turning his head to look back out the window, The raindrops streaking down the windows, the city crowded as we slow down in traffic. "You know what, Tommo, fuck off." Liam says through giggles. Soon enough the whole truck is laughing, because Niall's laugh is contagious and as soon as he gets going, everyone is infected.