It All Started With A Drunk Text (L.S)

11.

I quite like this chapter as well and I don't know if you've noticed (probably not) but I've been trying to use more different words and don't reapeat the words I have already used too much. So that's that.

I'm not going to hold you anymore, I hope you'll like the chapter :)

Louis POV

I got woken up by Harry. By his lips if being more specific. I could feel him kissing my neck. I slowly opened my eyes and it was him. Harry. He slowly pulled away after seeing my shocked face. We locked eyes and for couple of minutes it all felt like heaven.

"Can I do this?" He asked innocently looking directly at my eyes. I nodded hesitantly but then after fully understanding what he just asked me I nodded again just this time with a lot more courage. "Fuck, yes please." He just smirked and leaned in my neck again. He started of by kissing it gently and then began sucking it more and more harshly, but I loved it. It was a pleasurable pain.

I moaned. Loudly. Harry grunted in response. "Do that again, please." Harry begged. I did as I was asked. "Kiss me." I pleaded him and without any hesitation he finally crashed his lips to mine. It felt like our lips were made to be connected. I've imagined how it would feel like to kiss Harry many time in my dreams, in shower, in bed, but it never compared to what I was feeling right at this moment.

His lips were soft and gentle, thought as we went on kissing he was getting more and more passionate. I felt his tongue asking for entrance and I tried to resist it, I really did but I eventually gave in. Harry got on top of me with his legs on the both sides of me. "We really should take off all of this unnecessary clothing. What'd you think? Hm?" He hummed,gripping my t-shirt. I had a loss of words. "Please." I begged. He smirked. "If you insist" he took of my shirt and started kissing down my stomach.

First he started kissing my chest I could feel his soft lips agains my skin which made my stomach blow up with more butterflies and then he went lower and lower and after reaching my pants he looked over me while gripping them "Can I?" He pleaded. I nodded in response. "I need words, baby." Oh god he had me weak in the knees. "Please, Harry, just do it please." He was grinning so bad.

He took of my belt and then eventually my pants too. Only trousers were left on. "Are you sure about this?" He asked one more time. "Fuck, yes Harry." He pulled my trousers off and-

I woke up.

Did I just really have a wet dream about my crush that's laying right beside me? I opened my eyes. And turned to look to my right. Right there was laying Harry looking as gorgeous as always. He looked very peaceful,especially right now. He was still cuddling me and I tried to get out of his grip but he pulled me even closer. Though I don't think he was awake yet.

I managed to get out of his hold without waking him up and I went to the bathroom because there was some businesses in my pants that had to get taken of.

After sorting myself out I went to the kitchen and decided to make some breakfast for me and the sleeping curly boy because I had a headache, but knowing that he drank even more than me last night I thought I'd be a good friend if I made him breakfast this morning. I'm sure he won't be mad about it.

I thought of making pancakes but I decided against it because the last time I tried to do them they turned out more like coal than pancakes. So I chose the most simple breakfast choice: eggs.

While I was cooking in the kitchen I heard someone coming downstairs. I didn't assume it was Harry since he was sleeping in the bedroom next to the kitchen and the room was on the same floor so he wouldn't need to go downstairs to reach the kitchen.

In the kitchen came Liam. He looked more wrecked than ever. His hair was messy, his eyes were red and tired and I was certain that I saw few rips in his shirt. "So you and Zayn really got into it last night huh?" He flinched probably because he wasn't expecting anyone to be awake yet and especially in the kitchen. He put his hand over his chest and took a breath. "Don't ever scare me like that I could get a heart attack." I grinned "still didn't answer my question." Liam looked like he wasn't sure what he was supposed to answer.

"Yeah, I guess he was a good hookup." I made an annoyed sound while rolling my eyes. "A good hookup? That's it? Mate, you know I'm not homophobic you can tell me if you have feelings for him." He still didn't look sure if he could trust me, but I didn't blame him cause I knew exactly how it was to be in his shoes.

"I like him a lot. I have liked him for a long time actually. And he finally noticed me but I'm scared that I'm just a one night stand to him. Also I don't think I'm ready to be out yet, yesterday everyone was drunk off their asses so no one really cared what we were doing, but in school... I don't know if I'm ready for that." I knew exactly how he was feeling and I related to it very badly.

"If you think he's worth it, Zayn I mean, risking your reputation, then I don't see why not." I told him. I was so pathetic, telling Liam advices that I wasn't even using myself when I was in the exact same situation as him except for the fact that me and Harry haven't slept. Yet.

"But how can I know that he won't turn his back on me when I'll be out?" I thought for a while and then I answered "I think you never know the answer to that, ever, but that's the risk you have to take if you really like him. Also I think we both know that Zayn is not that kind of person, he might look all tough and intimidating but he's a softie inside." I smiled at him and he smiled back. "I'm not going to tell him that you called him a softie for your own will." Liam told me. I giggled.

"Wait, but what are you doing here? Where did you sleep?" Liam questioned and to my luck Harry came in the kitchen. Note the sarcasm. "Hey, Lou. Sleeped well? Oh, um. Hi Liam." His eyes widened once he noticed that Liam was also in the room.

At first Liam looked really confused but then something must've clicked for him because now he was looking between me and Harry with wide eyes and shaking his head in disbelief. "No way." He said. Me and Harry looked at each other confused. "No way what?" I asked. "You two actually slept together?" My eyes went so wide from the panic and I could feel my heart racing really fast. But Harry denied Liam's theories not a lot of time later. "What? No! We didn't right?" Harry asked now looking at me. Poor baby, got so drunk last night he doesn't even remember anything.

"Of course no! Harry got really drunk last night and started shouting at me so I took him to the only emty room I could find and then he tried to k- he threw up all over the floor and while I was cleaning it he fell asleep!" Liam didn't look convinced however Harry looked embarrassed of his actions last night. "Did I really throw up and you had to clean it?" Harry looked really ashamed of himself. "Not the time, curly. That doesn't explain where did you sleep if all of the room were occupied." Well shit. I guess I don't have a way out of this.

"Well when I cleaned everything I- I-" I took a breath. "Harry trapped me into his hold and didn't let go of me so I had to sleep next to him." Now Harry looked like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. I could tell by his face that he was feeling guilty. Liam just smirked at me and whispered in my ear before going out of the kitchen. "Maybe you should rethink the whole thing you told me just before Harry got here and apply it to your situation?" I gulped. Maybe I really should. "Breakfast is ready." I told more to myself than to Harry."

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