One Direction One Shots

1. Larry

The feathery haired boy stared at the cars rushing by below him. The darkness broken by bright neon signs and glaring headlights. He sighed as he stood from his spot on the cold stone balcony.

"What are you doing out here?"

Louis turned and saw the silhouette of a tall curly haired boy, his cheeks began to flush red as he realised how strange he must look. A 20 year old man standing on the roof of a 5 story apartment block wearing nothing but his sweatpants while staring at the road below him.

That being said it was only Harry, the most non judgemental 18 year old he'd ever met.

Louis let his gaze wander, soaking up the shirtless boy in front of him. With a stomach like toned copper shining through the dull blanket of the night.

He realised he still hadn't answered the question when Harry walked closer and leaned over the balcony with him.

"I couldn't sleep, what about you?"

Louis expected the usual answer, 'I was getting a drink' or 'bad dream' but instead...

The younger boy thought for a while before answering. "I was thinking about you"

Louis froze, heart seeming to beat at double its usual speed at hearing that simple comment.

He snuck a glance at Harry. His head was bent and the night air was dark but anyone could see that he was blushing.

Neither boy spoke for several moments. Both overthinking what they should say next. Louis was the first to speak.

"What made you think of me?"

Silence

Louis turned to face the taller boy. Blue eyes roaming until they met green. A light pink was slowly spreading over both of their cheeks.

"I don't know" Harry barely whispered. It took a while for Louis to figure out that he was answering his question. He was too preoccupied with glancing at Harry's perfectly crooked lips, he was chewing gum and Louis could smell the mint on his breath. His soft mouth looked so  delicate that Louis almost leaned in to kiss them right then and there.

He had to remind himself that this was his band mate. He can't do something that could potentially ruin relationships in the band. This included kissing.

Apparently Harry had different ideas however, and he slowly started leaning in. 

A hundred thoughts started racing through Louis' head, always seeming to come back to 'what if he doesn't actually like me' and 'this is probably just a sick joke'.

Even if that was true then Louis' might a well enjoy it while he can.

Screw it Louis thought as he copied the curly lads movements.

They met halfway and Louis heard the younger boy gasp. He moved his hands to Harry's hips to pull him even closer. Their body's flush against each other as they both moved desperately, both wanting more.

Harry's hands found the back of Louis neck and he tangled his fingers into the hair at the nape causing them both to moan.

Louis suddenly started licking Harry's bottom lip, asking for entrance which he received almost instantly. He explored every inch of the younger boy's mouth, passionately tasting every little corner and stealing the gum that he had been chewing.

They pulled away, both gasping for air. Almost immediately Lou started softly kissing Harry's neck. As Haz tilted his neck to allow him better access he sucked and bit until there was a sizeable bruise starting to form. He soothed it with a long gentle lick, sending shivers down the younger boys back.

Then Louis leans forward, lips gently brushing his ear as he whispered.

"Mine"

Authors note: sorry its so short I'm just writing this quickly so that I can go to bed but I hope you like it anyways!

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