It's Complicated ( Larry Stylingson )

Chapter 6

Hey Guys...Tommo here/Lisa. Aisling is dead. It was her turn to update last time, and she finally updated...after a year. So...I'm really not one to blame. Fuck everyone. Hope you enjoy this chapter. :D

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*Harry's Point of View*

A porn book. He was reading a porn book. Also known as my favorite book.

It's not like I imagine Louis and I were the ones in the story.

Fuck. I really gotta get my shit straightened out. Literally.

God, I'm such a fucking creeper. I'm pretending to read a book next to him, while I'm actually checking him out.

The way how he licks his lips when they're chapped, how he bites it when he's frustrated, how his hair always looks like he just woke up but he actually fixed it, and his eyes. Those fucking eyes.

Shit. Shit. Shit Shit.

All I need is one look. One look.

Yup. I've got an erection.

Fuck me.

"Harry, are you okay?"

I snap out of my train of thought as I see Louis staring at me with a curious look.

He's staring right into my soul. I knew it. Those blue eyes have some weird x-ray, voodoo shit going on.

"Y-Yeah just...Just stop staring at me!"

FUCK ME!

Louis looked at me with a hurt expression. He looked as if he were about to cry.

Fuck.

"Sorry, I'll just continue-"

"Stop apologizing, it's just that...Jesus Christ, you're..distracting." I can't help but bite my lip as I say that.

Suddenly, Louis' hurt expression turned into a smirk. 

He started to bend towards me..

Holy shit.

"Then if I'm so distracting, maybe it's you who should've stopped staring." He purred, and then sat right back down on his seat.

He did know I was staring! He looked completely oblivious!

"I-I wasn't staring."

Seriously, who am I fooling.

"If you weren't staring, then why do you have such an obvious boner?" He said, not even looking away from his book, but his smirk is still on his face.

Since when did Louis get so seductive?

Not that i mind, I like the way his words are sending cold chills down my spine.

But I can't take this anymore. If I don't relieve myself right this instant, then I'm going to fucking combust right on him.

I quickly shot up from my seat, and sped to the bathroom, trying to hide my boner every way possible, without people thinking I'm holding my crotch.

I slam the stall door, and take my boxers and pants off in one swift motion.

My crotch slams on my stomach, and I fully take it in my hand, rubbing it up and down.

Fuck. This feels really good. What if Louis were the one doing this, and not my right hand?

I start to pick up the pace of my hand, and before I know it, white liquid starts to slide down my leg.

Even in my mind, Louis can always make me come faster.

I've got it bad. Real bad. Jesus help me.