Lavish l.s. {Sequel to Brotherly Love}

Chapter 17

I'm not dead, just still major writers block here. Hope you enjoy nonetheless! Excuse any mistakes. xx

"I don't know man, he has been driving him crazy since the day we met" Louis sighs before leaning down and taking a rip from his b.ong while Zayn was puffing on his down j.oint.

"Have you two f.ucked anymore" Zayn sucks in a sharp breath before blowing out smoke along with a few coughs.

"Not since that once but Zayn. Bro, when he called me over drunk last week he was practically begging me to f.uck him" Zayn noticed Louis' knuckles turning white from his grip around the smoke piece.

"You're gonna shatter that sh.it if you don't chill" Zayn smacks his upper arm causing him to loosen up and take more hits.

"What do I do, man?" Louis sits the empty bowl to the side, rubbing his forehead.

"What you need to do man. Cut it off. By what you have told me, it seems like Harry is well off and maybe even more mature"

"I had so many chances" Louis sighs dramatically leaning forward placing his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.

"For what? Lou he was only 17 when you two met. You manipulated him-"

"F.uck you. I did not manipulate him" Louis scoffs sitting up.

"Louis" Zayn says sternly "you treated him like sh.it unless you wanted to f.uck him. Not only that but he learned about s.ex from you not his parents which is wrong on yours and his fathers part"

"You are looking into this way too much"

"It's the truth. He only knew what you 'taught' him" Zayn holds up quotation marks with taught.

"I'm not listening to this bullshit. I'm going home"

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"God I missed you!" Greg exclaims as he lifts Harry into his arms for a tight hug.

"I missed you too" Harry giggles giving the older man a kiss on the cheek.

"Ready for the beach?" Harry nods quickly grabbing his yellow and pink striped bag holding it up for his daddy to carry who gladly takes the bag in his hand.

"I'll have Eric take your car back to mine" Greg smiles locking his hand with Harry's smaller one, Eric being one of Greg's drivers, he would simply have another driver come pick them up.

Harry follows the older man, his smile growing once he feels his toes dig into the hot sand. Harry quickly kicks off his sandals, stuffing them in his bad as Greg begins to sit up their umbrellas and chairs.

"Lets go in the water!" Harry says, quickly grabbing Gregs arm causing him to drop the unfolded chair.

The two run towards the ocean, Harrys smile never fading until his legs hit the water a little too fast and ended up being sweeped under the waves, a small scream leaves his lips once he feels Gregs grip leave.

"That is why we do not run into the ocean" Greg laughs pulling Harry back to his feet.

"At least I don't have to adjust to the water" Harry shrugs pushing some of his curls back from his face.

The duo enjoy a long day at the beach before one of Greg's drivers pick them up, taking them both back to Greg's home.

Harry rarely stays with any of his daddies, however, he was just too tired to go back to his own home and ended up falling asleep in Greg's bed after the two showered and had some dinner.

It was a bright and early 6am when Harry finally opened his eyes, Greg had an arm firmly around Harrys waist holding him close. Harry manages to squeeze himself from the grip, giving Greg a quick kiss to the lips before collecting his bags and having a driver take him home. 

Harry was stunned to say the least when he arrived on his floor and saw a sleeping Louis at his door. Harry unlocks the door sitting his bags inside before tending to the older boy. 

"Lou" Harry shakes his gently and his surprise his wakes up instantly, jumping but soon realizing who was waking him up and smiles as soon as his eyes meet Harry. 

"Harry" Louis stands up, a little wobbly but eventually balances himself, following Harry into the apartment. 

"Lou, what the h.ell are you doing here. Did you stay all night?" Harry asks as soon as his shuts the door. 

"I want to talk" Louis has a seat at the dining table, placing his elbow on his knees, while his chin rested on his hands. Harry was confused as to what Louis thought the two needed to discuss. 

"Okay, what about?" Harry sits next to his step-brother. 

"Look, I know we went through a lot of sh.it before I went to college and I'm sorry-"

"You're sorry?" Harry cuts his off "Sorry? No, Lou, I'm not sitting here and listening to your 'sorry'" Harry caught both of them off guard at his harsh tone. Louis couldn't even speak. 

"I'm not the same person I was when you left for college almost two years ago. You can't sit here and sweet talk your way back into my life. You treated me terrible and used me" Harry says firmly but does not raise his tone. 

"Harry, I know my wrongs and I'm trying to forgive myself for them-"

"Yourself?" Harry laughs standing up. "No. Get out" Harry points to the door before swinging it open. Louis frowns before slowly making his way to the door, he turns to tell Harry goodbye but was left with harsh words. 

"You take your sorry and shove it up your a.ss"