Careless Whisper

VI

Louis and Harry have been together for a month. Both are keeping their relationship a secret, only Jay, Anne and Niall know about it. Harry was very afraid to tell his mother about his sexual orientation and Louis had to convince him to come out, Anne would love him either way unconditionally. He never thought of Anne as a mother who would judge Harry and abandoned him. And he was right, Harry came to him relieved afterwards and told him that Anne was surprised but not unhappy about the circumstance. She had only asked Harry to give her some time to get used to it. Harry was brave and went all out, in the same breath confessed to her his relationship with Louis.

The next time he visited the Styles house, she asked Louis to speak to him alone. Anne, otherwise always beaming and is more than friendly to Louis, sat in front of him at the kitchen table with a serious expression. Meanwhile, Harry was in his room and Louis, alone in front of his boyfriend's mother, felt like he was being interrogated. Ultimately, she had asked Louis to be good to Harry and that if it ever came to more, she expected Louis as the older to be protective of himself and Harry...in any way. Louis endured the lecture with red cheeks and later quickly agreed to everything in order to finally be able to escape from the situation.

When Louis told Harry everything afterwards, he giggled loudly and amusedly pulled Louis into a kiss. Harry has now completely shed his shyness in front of Louis. It was a slow transition, but Louis is so proud of the effect he has on Harry. Sometimes when Louis watches him from afar at school, he can often see his cheek blushing in conversations with others. Louis is secretly glad that Harry hasn't shed his shyness everywhere, he's too fond of it. He loves to be protective of Harry, as when he often snuggles up to him during quiet hours in their rooms. As if only he has the power alone to keep Harry safe.

It's hard for Louis to comply with Harry's wish that they are both secretly together, after all he swore to himself to be out and proud. He just hopes that Harry will be ready at some point. But nevertheless both steal their moments at school. Like right now. They have arranged to meet in the boys' toilet and are stuck in a cubicle. They kiss hungrily, panting into each other's mouths, their hands wander over their upper bodies and both are quickly out of breath with arousal.

They haven't gone the full way yet. Sometimes they do handjobs to each other or recently Harry was brave enough to try a blowjob. Embarrassingly, Louis came after a very short time, the new sensation on his cock was too much.

Just as Louis is sliding his hand under Harry's shirt to feel his soft skin, there's a sudden knock on the cabin door. Both stop, startled, look at each other questioningly and every color drains from their faces. Neither of them says a word, the fear of being caught is too big.

"Boys, I know you're in there," it cackles, and thankfully it's just Niall.

They both breathe a sigh of relief and start giggling.

"I watched the two of you go to the toilet and I could imagine what you were doing here. Can you guys please come out, so I don't have to speak to a door?" Niall asks. Harry asks back in a whisper if the coast is clear and no one could see them when they come out of a cubicle together.

"No one's here," Niall says and they both come out with swollen lips and guilty faces. Niall laughs at the sight of the two and shakes his head in amusement.

"Would you like to come to my place tonight? We can have a sleepover, my old ones are visiting my brother in Brighton and staying away overnight. I've got alcohol too," Niall asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

Louis and Harry both look at each other, locking eyes like they're having a wordless conversation (while Niall rolls his eyes, the two are so disgusting) and while Louis nods in agreement, Harry says,