Controlled Love Chapter 4
[EDITED]
Louis' POV
"The blue or white jumper?" I ask Niall who's too busy texting to take note of me. "Niall!" I yell and he almost drops his phone. If I weren't so pissed at him ignoring me I might've laughed.
"You're suppose to be helping me not text your loverboy!" I say and he rolls his eyes and points to the blue jumper and goes back to texting and I glare at him as I put the jumper on.
I paired the blue jumper with some black skinny's and my converse and just brushed my hair to the back. I looked at myself in the mirror and was pleased with the result.
"Niaaaaalll! How do I look?" I ask and he looks up at me and gives me a thumbs up and goes right back to texting.I sigh at him and grab my keys and wallet and shove them into the confinements of my skinny jeans.
"Okay I'm going now, I'll be back later." I shout as I walk out the door. I didn't bother to wait till he replies because he would've been to busy texting anyway.
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I park the car at How Have you Bean cafe/coffee shop and kill the engine. I try to calm my nerves because I want to make a good first impression and I don't want to seem like a nervous wreck.
I get out of the car and enter the dainty cafe and my eyes roam the room in search of the curly haired man. I feel a pair of eyes staring at me and I turn and I'm met with those familiar pair of green eyes.
I let out a shaky breath and make my way over to the booth where he was.
"You must be Mr Styles." I say extending my hand and he smiles charmingly and stands up to shake it. "Call me Harry" he says in the most deepest voice that makes me weak in the knees.
"Pleasure to meet you Harry." I say and thank him as he pulls a chair out for me. "I hope it's alright that I already ordered you something to drink." He says
"No it's alright." I say not really sure what else to say. It's a bit awkward after the waiter comes with our coffees and I tentatively take a sip and I feel his eyes on me the whole time.
"You're just as beautiful as you were in your picture if not even more beautiful in person." He says and I'm sure I'm as red as a tomato.
"Thank you." I say shyly and he smirks at me as he takes a sip of his own drink.
"So Mr Tomlinson. Tell me more about yourself." He says and I take another sip of my coffee before I answer him.
"Well I'm currently employed at Lawson Secondary School(A.N does not exist) I teach year 10 and 12 . I live with my best mate and this is actually my first date in years." I say sheepishly and he smiles ,making his dimples pop and has me blushing like a madman.
"No need to be ashamed. I don't go on dates as much either. You're actually the first person I've actually approached so this is all new to me too." He says and I nod at him, suddenly feeling more relaxed.
"So what can you tell me about yourself?" I ask and he shrugs. "Not much to say about myself without sounding pretentious but I'm actually the owner of this coffee shop and many like it across the country." He says and my eyes widen.
"Wow so you own this place? Makes sense why you chose here to meet." I say and he nods.
"It's quite a comfortable place and I wanted you to feel at ease and this place seemed perfect." He says and I smile at him.
"Do you mind if I ask you a question? It's quite stupid so you don't have to feel obligated to answer me." I ask and he seems taken back at my question but nods anyway.
Harry's POV
"What are your intentions after this date?" He asks and I furrow my eyebrows. What do I expect from the date?
"I don't necessarily have ulterior motives or anything and I assumed you already knew what to expect from this date." I say. I mean he must surely know. I wonder if he's new to the whole BDSM lifestyle because he doesn't seem that experienced in it.
"What do you mean by what I expect from this date?" He asks and now I'm really confused. Doesn't he know what type of website he is on?
"Have you ever heard of BDSM?" I ask and he quirks an eyebrow at me." Isn't it that dominant and submissive thing?" He asks and I groan. He isn't even sure what it is.
"Okay, so do you know the website you signed up for?" I ask and he nods. "Yeah it's called Submit.com. But what does that have to do with anything?" He asks. Shit.
"You really don't know." I say. Fuck. If he doesn't even know what type of website he signed up for then no way in hell will he agree to become my submissive.
"Listen Louis. I'm not sure what you're doing on that type of website but if I were you I would've read the fine print before you agreed to join the site." I say. Surely if he knew what he was in for he wouldn't have even agreed to this date.
"I didn't sign up, my friend signed me up." He says and now it makes sense.
"Look. I honestly want to see you again. But not before you know what your getting yourself into. So firstly I need to let you know what I am." I say and he frowns a bit and how I wish I could kiss that frown away. But I won't. Not till he agrees to what I want from him.
"What are you?" He asks and I sigh. " I'm a Dominant Louis. I'm a person who likes control. I like having someone to control. I know this is a lot to take in but I really would like to see you more. But before we can I suggest you look up relationships in BDSM." I say and his eyes doubled in size.
"You're a dominant?" He ask and I nod." So basically you want me as your submissive?" He asks and I'm shocked that he got that part right. "Yes."
"This is a lot to take in. I won't lie either. I would like to see more of you too. But I think I should read up more about this BDSM thing." He says and I nod. "I don't expect you to agree, but I really hope you consider my offer." I say standing up and putting money down for the bill.
"You have my email. When you've made a decision I would like you to contact me and we can set up and agreement." I say and he sits and stares into space. I sigh and leave the cafe.
I don't know if I'm more disappointed at the fact that he didn't even know why I contacted , or the fact that he might say no to my proposition. I really hope he says yes, because I definitely want him. Now that I met him in person, I want him even more.
Imagine the little shop in the media as the cafe they are at:)
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Controlled Love [Larry Stylinson] (BoyxBoy)
FanfictionLouis wants love. Harry wants control. This is a look into their controlled love. CURRENTLY BEING EDITED FOR GRAMATICAL MISTAKES. NO translations unless permitted All rights reserved @Larrymeharder. Do not copy or steal my story. Thank you