Lou's Gold (Larry Stylinson) (COMPLETE)

Chapter 7: 'Here's Your Telly...

I could hear myself stuttering as I tried to tell Louis to leave the room. I tried telling him I needed a minute but he understood before I could complete the sentence. I hugged myself as I watched him take a step toward me, reaching out to touch my shoulder before I dodged and turned around. "I'm sorry, I need you to leave," I said sternly. "I'll finish the pictures myself."

I heard him sigh behind me and mumble an "Alright" before exiting the room. Panic returned to my chest and I brought my hands to my face, quieting a scream I was holding in since I got back to my feet. I put my back against the wall and sank to sit on the floor, looking at the ceiling. Why did I do that? Why did I agree to coming to the dark room if I knew myself and what I'd want to do alone in a room with Louis? Ashton was right. I shouldn't have come at all. I'd be at home, watching movies with Gemma, listening to Ashton play his drums or planning a date with Diana.

 Diana.

I gasped and put my hand on my chest. Fuck. My breathing became rough as I reached for my phone. I looked for Diana's number on my phone and stared at the screen. What will she say? Will she forgive me or cuss me out? She didn't seem like the type to want to reconcile, given how she acted when Louis came back into her life.

I chuckled at the thought that Louis had came to get Diana back and instead had me on his crotch. Wait. Why had they broken up in the first place? I doubted it was Louis' fault, remembering how they looked the first time I saw them together. Louis looked mad, perhaps the breakup was something Diana did.

I set my phone down on the floor next to me, deciding its best not to tell Diana, not yet anyway. I bit my lip and looked back at the ceiling, remembering the events of earlier. I kissed him. I kissed Louis and he kissed me back. He had the taste of sweet tea on his lips while bitter in his pants. I licked my lips thinking back at the way it all felt so natural. Every shag I'd had before was because I was supposed to. Louis and I weren't drunk in a club asking each other to go somewhere more "private". We weren't teasing each other the whole night until the other said "let's get out of here". We were simply together and that's what made us do what we did. One thing did stump me, Louis was straight. He'd been with Diana for a long time and they recently broke up. Its not likely that he would plan to hook up with a guy, much less his ex-girlfriend's boyfriend.

 Except, I'm not Diana's boyfriend. Though we weren't official the guilt was knicking me in the heart, making my breathing harder and throat choked up.

I felt my lower jaw fighting to quiver but I clenched it shut to stop myself. What do I do now?

I picked my phone back up from the floor and dialed Ashton. The phone rang for a while before he picked up, sounding happier than he had last time we talked. "Mate, I was about to call you," I could feel he was smiling. "You'll never guess-"

"I sucked his dick," I blurted out without thinking. Before he could say anything else, I continued. "I know I screwed up, it wasn't planned, it just happened. I don't kow what to do, Ash. I can't go back to Diana after doing this to her. I can't-"

"Then don't," He stopped me, having heard enough. "If you don't plan on being with Diana then come back home and forget about her and Louis."

I put my hand on my forehead and closed my eyes. "I think I might like Louis."

"You don't like Louis. You may want to like Louis and for him to like you too, but you don't. I know you want nothing more in the world than to have someone you actually care about and want to be with but Louis isn't that person. Right after you gave him a blowjob is not the time for us to talk about this, you need to get away from him to think straight and I can pick you up if you need me to."