BDSM (Larry)- English translation

Chapter 2- reunion

The next week Louis tried to forget the evening with Harry. That Harry messed him really up. He thought they were clear about how that evening would end. It made something with Louis' ego that Harry left alone. And Oliver and Stan of course found something to tease him with. After Harry left they just drank. Strong liquor. Louis was hungover the next day. But he didn't forget Harry.

The week continued and Louis thought to never see Harry again. Sad. But also how? How many Louis' and Harry's exist in London?

Harry on the other hand was very busy because of work. He didn't have time to think much about Louis. But as soon as he was at home his thoughts only drifted to the sassy boy. He had something. Something that Harry wanted.

Zayn instantly knew Harry's thoughts. Well, he was very obvious. With his complaints and with the question if they would be old enough. Harry gave a crap about it if they drank alcohol or not. He wasn't interested in that as long as they weren't 'his'. Because if someone is 'his' he is very cautious about the use of intoxicants. This wasn't just a every day thing. And only if 'his' could deal with rules. Just getting drunk like this anywhere was a no go for him.

No, he wanted to know if they are old enough to live this kind of life. Zayn immediately knew who interested Harry and therefore immediately told him the age. Zayn was a good lad.

Taylor also knew Harry's thoughts. He normally never accepted drinks. If, then he would buy someone a drink. But also this didn't happen often. But this had an advantage. As Louis paid for the drinks that evening he opened his wallet.

Harry got a message at this night: Louis Tomlinson, university of London, they talked about economics. Have fun, Taylor

Since then he had to wait. Economics... he didn't judge Louis that way.

Another week later Harry thought he waited enough. It only took him three clicks and he knew which lecture many economics students went to. He drove there. He stood in front of the lecture hall as students flooded out of the room. He saw Louis very quickly. 'His' immediately came into his head. But he had to be smart about this. A vanilla- relationship wasn't even a question for him. Louis saw Harry, who smirked as he saw that Louis got big eyes and froze in the moment. Well, baby. You have to come. Harry thought.

Louis stood frozen there while his mates confused tried getting him out of there. But Louis didn't move. So Harry gestured with his index finger again to Louis to come over. Again without a smile.

And if you believe it or not he woke up from his trance, mumbled something and went up to Harry. So well behaved.

"Uhm. Hello, sir?" Louis questioned. You could see that he was unsure with how he adressed Harry. But he did it just right. If they would know each other better, Harry would also like the name daddy. But he also didn't have anything agaist sir.

"Hello Louis. Do you still have classes today?"

"No. I... am free now"

"Perfect. Then come on" Harry said that as if it was logical and already went to the exit.

"Why? You haven't talked to me for two weeks. I expected to never see you again" Louis asked and followed Harry because he wanted to hear the answer.

"I told you I'd get back to you. You should know one thing: I do what I say. Always. If I can't do it for what ever reason then I'm gonna explain that as fast as possible. I told you I'd get back to you. I haven't told you when. There a problem?"

"Uhm.."

"Talk properly"

"There is no problem, sir"

"Good. Come on" Harry growled and opened the door to his car for Louis. It was an Oldtimer and he loved the car.

Louis sat down on the passenger seat while his mates followed them and whistled and howled.

Harry hated guys like these. Because they thought they were funny while they just actually annoy someone. Harry threw them a look. Just one. But that one worked. They shut up. Looked like he was a serial killer who was about to kill Louis. But as long as they shut up he didn't mind.

Harry got in the car too and checked if Louis had put on his seatbelt before he started to drive.

"Uhm... where are we going, sir?" Louis asked

"To mine."

"Oh." Louis said. Cool. He never had something like this. Getting rejected while partying just to get picked up two weeks later to fuck.

Harry didn't bother with smalltalk. It wasn't necessary. He was curious. And that was the key to Harry's sucess. The little one obviously thought that Harry wanted to fuck. Well, so wrong baby.

Harry's house was pretty. It was idyllically situated with only a few neighboring houses on the edge of a nature conservation area.

Louis walked inside and immediatelly wanted to walk around as he got grabbed by the arm.

"Your behavior is adventurous. Your jacket belongs to the coat rack and your shoes over there. You put your backpack onto the bench" Harry hissed.

"Sorry..sir" Louis mumbled and did as told.

Now he stood there and waited for Harry to do something. Harry had to stop himself from praisingly caressing his head again. Therefore, he smiled and nodded at him and started walking.

Louis was so happy about the smile and the nod he got.

Very happy.