The Boy Who I Love English

21. Leg Is Healed

Louis POV

It is now 3 weeks later and today the cast can be removed. I'm glad this is happening because I was really fed up with that cast. Not much has happened lately.

Harry is now taking me to the hospital. When we get there, Michael lets us sit in the waiting room or stay with him to talk, so of course we stay to talk. We talk about how it feels to be back here since last time and about our family and friends. Michael says that he always wanted to be a singer himself, but that he never thought it would work. Harry and I both wanted to tell him not to give up but of course he already has this job now.
We are called by Luke and he takes us to the plaster room. We're going to talk to Luke for a while before he goes to take it off. He says I can take it home if I want, but I said no because the cast has a lot of bad memories.

A little later the cast is off and we can go home. Luke said I still had to be very careful so I'll get crutches. It feels strange now that the plaster is off and also not to sit all the time and have to count on Harry's helpfulness.

We arrive home and sit on the couch. We turn on a movie and we lie down against each other. I watch Harry more than the movie. I have a plan in my head and it makes me grin a little. Fortunately, Harry doesn't see that. I put my hand on his thigh and start rubbing a little. I keep going higher and higher until my hand is practically on his friend. Harry looks at me and sees where I want to go. I start squeezing his clothed friend a little, making Harry moan. Fortunately, Harry's mother and sister are not at home shopping.

I lay on top of him and press my lips to his. Harry puts his hands under my shirt and I'm already getting hard from the touch. Harry probably feels it because he's kissing me harder. He turns us around and takes off my shirt and puts his lips to my neck. He finds my sweet spot that makes me moan, gives it a hickey and goes even further down. He then starts sucking my nipples. This makes me moan even harder and Harry also knows that my nipples are sensitive.

He goes further down until he arrives at my pants. He looks at me to ask for permission. "Not yet," I say with a grin. I take off his shirt and then say, "Now you can continue." I look at his body and little Louis starts to grow, or rather a not so little Louis.

Harry takes off my pants and presses lockers on my part. "Harreeh, take it off," I moan. He does as I say and takes off my boxers. My boner immediately hits my stomach.

Not much later I feel Harry's hand around my friend. I groan as he moves his hand up and down."Harreeh, I'm coming," I yell. Then I don't feel Harry's hand anymore. I look at him but then he runs his tongue over my top. I moan more and then Harry puts me all in his mouth.

We are so busy with each other that we don't hear the door open.

"What is going on here?"

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