Larry stylinson one shots

Marcel the top

* Harry is the schools nerd and loved by everyone because of his cuteness, but when Louis goes home to him for a school project the real Harry steps into the light*

*Just for the record, this is the worst thing my brain has ever decided to come up with.*

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So cute. Louis thought as Harry looked at him through his big squar shaped glasses.
"Uhm, I was wondering i-if you would like to come over to do the physics thing?" Marcel asked shyly. He and Louis had gotten in the same group in a physics project.

A girl walked by down the corridor and she looked just as fond of Harry as Louis felt. Everyone loved the nerd.
"Sure Hazza" Louis said. Harry smiled happily so his dimple was showing.
"See you at six" Harry exclaimed and walked out of there.

***

Six o'clock that night Louis stood on Harry's porch, waiting for someone to open the door. It turns out to be Harry's mother.
"Hi sweetie, Harry's waiting upstairs." She said and gave him the same dimpled smile he had seen several times on Harry's cheek.

He slowly walked up the stairs and immediately knew which room was Harry's when he saw the cute flowers on the door. He opened it but stopped dead in his tracks with jaw dropped.

Harry was standing by the bed with his back against Louis and a towel around his waist. His dripping hair indicated that he had just taken a shower. Louis couldn't tear his eyes of Harry's muscular back, he always looked so small but apparently he wasn't.

He should have stopped staring when Harry turned around and thanked god for the fact Harry weren't wearing glasses.

He had a sixpack and a big ink butterfly was covering his lower stomach. Louis let himself trail his eyes down Harry's v-line before he looked up the boy.

For a second he thought he saw Harry smirk, he must have hallucinated because he was still his shy self when he asked Louis to wait outside. And what the heck had happened to his voice, the cute nerdy one was gone and replaced with a manly one.

When he was finally let inside again, Harry was still not wearing his glasses, but he was wearing a black t-shirt that hugged his body tight and a pair of grey sweats was literally hanging by his hips.

Louis had never noticed Harry's hair was curly since he always had some kind of weird back slick.

It was weird, but Harry was probably the most attractive man he'd seen for a while.

"Don't you need your glasses?" Louis asked and looked around for them but couldn't find them.

"No" Harry said easily and Louis was taken aback by his voice again.
"Should we start then?" Louis asked and put his stuff down on the floor. Harry nodded and sat down with him.

***

They had been working for an hour. Louis was comfortably sat with a straw in his mouth, sipping the chocolate milk Harry had got him.

"Would you please stop sucking that straw love" Harry suddenly said, which made Louis give him and surprised look but stopped sucking on the straw and put his milk to the side. He could still feel Harry's eyes on him though.

"What?" He asked confused and looked at Harry. He caught him staring at his bum.

"Hazza! Naughty" Louis laughed but got cut out immediately when Harry put his hand on said bum.

Louis stared at him in surprise and nearly choked on air when he saw Harry's dark lustful eyes.

It was really weird, it was sweet little Harry, but with his big hand on Louis' ass he wasn't recogniseable. He was about to ask what Harry was doing when his big hand squeezed his bum, hard. Harry hummed approvingly and scooted closer, until he was close enough to breath on Louis neck.