photography has its' benefits ➵ larry stylinson

all he found was lust - 0.5

Um, hey guys. Ya know I feel really bad that the last time I updated was December. I'm pretty sure I keep saying I'm going to update regularly but heh, yeah. ANYWHO I AM REALLY ACTUALLY SORRY AND IVE NOTICED YOU GUYS HAVE VOTED A TON ON THIS STORY SINCE I LAST UPDATED, SO IN RETURN FOR YOU AMAZINGNESS, I SHALL WRITE SOMETHING FOR YOU. I'm sorry, love youuuu. Also sorry for my writing skills, if yall know what I mean ;) winkwink. So in case you didn't know, TRIGGER WARNING.

Song Of The Chapter is Earned It by The Weeknd.

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Louis actually feels really lucky to have Harry. Almost too lucky. Sometimes he thinks this is really just a prank and he's been on this new celebrity TV show that was just aired this entire time. Oh god.

"Louis?" Harry's voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hm?" He hummed, looking up to meet his eyes.

"Sorry, you just seemed out of focus for a minute there," Harry said, turning back to the TV.

He forced a chuckle, and as Harry kept his eyes on the moving screen, Louis kept his eyes on Harry. His Harry. His long brown curls, falling along his shoulders. His dimples that look like craters, and with his smile, it's like sunshine and life. His Harry.

"Lou, really, is there something wrong?" Harry had asked, pulling himself out of Louis' embrace to look at him, and Louis felt his body go cold due to loss of Harry.

"I'm fine," Louis said, in a monotone voice.

Harry gave him a look of uncertainty, before Louis realized how bored he sounded, and he kind of chuckled.

"Really, I'm fine. I just- I don't think you realize how lucky I feel to be with you. I feel like one day God was aiming a target at me, and then the next he gave me a gift," Louis rambled.

Harry smiled at him, he didn't know what to say, but he knew that he loved hearing Louis saying those things about him.

"Can you show me?" Harry asked, without thinking.

Louis turned to him, confused.

"What?" Louis asked.

Harry stared at the floor, unsure if he should repeat himself or just lie. Harry wanted to keep his pride, but he also never wants to lie to Louis. Obviously this was a no brainer to him.

"I said," Harry took a small breath and looked back at Louis, "show me."

Louis searched Harry's dark green eyes for any kind of joke or humour in them, but all he found was lust and a cold hard stare. He slowly nodded at Harry, beginning to stand up. And with a clench of tension in his stomach, he took Harry's hand and began pulling him towards his room. As they slowly made their way to Harry's room, all Louis could think about was how beautiful Harry was going to look, all layed out for him.

"Louis," Harry mumbled, stopping just before the door to his bedroom.

Louis turned to look at him with a concerned look on his face.

"What? Are you okay? We don't have to do this, we can just lay down and-"

Louis was shut up by the soft press of Harry's lips on his. He pressed himself into Harry more, allowing him to give Harry open mouthed kisses, and giving himself to Harry. Just as Louis was about to lick the insides of his mouth, he pressed a hand to Louis' chest, stopping him.

"I want to do this, I just, I wanted to be sure that you want to do this," Harry murmured.

And if that wasn't the most absurd thing Louis has ever heard, he would have dropped dead right there.

"Oh, Harry," Louis sighed, a slight of mischief to his voice.

Harry quirked an eyebrow, but he didn't have time to ask questions because Louis had shoved open Harry's bedroom door and pulled him inside. Giving the door a little shove with his foot so it closed, Louis guided Harry towards the bed and gently layed him down on it.

"I think you know what my answer is," Louis murmured.

Harry moaned at his words, he didn't mean to do it, and it just kinda slipped out.

"You're so beautiful, Harry," Louis mumbled, starting to give Harry open mouthed neck kisses.

Harry groaned, as Louis started ghosting his hands across Harry's body, scrambling to find the end of his shirt. Once he did, he grasped it, breaking the contact of Harry's hot neck and his lips, and threw it off.

Louis noticed it was off and took a moment to lean back on his heels to look at Harry's body. A small smirk grew onto Louis' face, along with astonishment. Because no one on earth should be able to look this good. Harry was starting to get impatient, as he grabbed the collar of Louis' shirt and pulled him in to reconnect their lips.

"Harry, mm," Louis mumbled against his lips, "Harry," he repeated more sternly.

"Hmm?"

"Do you, um, do you have stuff?" Louis asked, scratching the back of his neck.

Harry blushed before nodding, "s' in the drawer," he nodded towards the drawer beside the bed.

Louis spotted it, as if it was that hard, and leaned over Harry to receive a condom and lube. Louis smiled as he felt Harry trail his hands underneath his shirt. He found the condom and lube and grabbed it.

"Hazz!" Louis gasped at the contact of Harry's mouth on his hot stomach.

Harry resumed kissing his stomach, slowly inching downwards. With Louis clutching the bottle of lube and the one condom, his hormones were going through the roof and he could already feel his growing erection against his jeans.

"Wanna see you," Harry mumbled against Louis' skin.

Louis didn't quite catch what he heard from Harry, maybe it was his lips that was distracting him, or maybe it was the thought that he would soon be having his cock inside this beautiful boy. Harry removed his lips from Louis' stomach, causing Louis to whine.

Harry got to his knees on, so he was now levelled with Louis, and leaned back on his heels as well. He locked eyes with Louis, green on blue, and slowly started to inch his large hands up underneath Louis' shirt, pale on tan. Louis let out a breathless gasp, eyes still lazily trained on Harry's. Having enough teasing Louis, Harry grabbed the hem of Louis' shirt and pulled it over his head and tossing it to the side.

And as if that was a signal, the two boys crashed their bodies together, and harshly pressed their lips to each other. Teeth on teeth, tongues reaching places they didn't know could go, and bodies clad with each other.

"Lo-Lou," Harry gasped.

"I know, I know," Louis sighed, fondly.

Lips still attached, Louis gently pressed Harry's chest and pushed him onto his back. Louis could have sworn he heard something, like a bang, but he was too caught up in undressing Harry.

Just as Louis unbuttoned Harry's jeans, he reached for the lube and-

"Harry?" A soft angelic voice said.

Harry detached his lips from Louis, and without thinking pushed Louis off of him. Louis yelped as he rolled off the side of the bed and onto the floor.

"Harry!" Both Louis, and what he now knew was, his mother exclaimed.

Harry stared wide eyed at his mother, Anne, who stood with her hands on her hips and a disapproving look on her face. Louis took notice of her standing in the doorway, and he could've sworn that he shut the door.

Anne crossed her arms, and if this were a sitcom show, music would've played and the audience would be laughing. But unfortunately, it wasn't, it was reality, and all they heard was dead silence.

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so this is short and kinda poopy

p.s don't judge me on my smut writing, it's my first time lol