A/N the picture just looks like them from this story so...
Two words. Fuck. You.
Those were Louis and Harry's favorite words to each other.
"Fuck you!" Harry shouted, walking up to Louis with his long curls in a bun since they were at football practice.
"God Harold- are your panties on too tight or some shit?" Louis laughed, looking up at the younger boy.
"Ha ha- very funny. They're your girlfriends by the way- it's why they don't fit." Harry remarked, wrinkling his nose.
"Mhm- no wonder she was moaning so much last night. You aren't very good in bed mate." Louis noted.
Harry harshly bite his lip before rolling his eyes, letting out a huge sigh.
"Whatever." He mumbled, pushing past Louis and going to join the other boys heading to the changing rooms.
"Weak round today Harold." Louis teased as he followed after Harry going to change.
"Almost as weak as your girlfriend after I fucked her." Harry said softly, letting out a content sigh when he took off his sweaty practice clothes until he was completely naked.
Louis smirked as he took of his clothes too, showing off the scratch marks on his back.
"Did you fuck a cat or something Louis?" Harry mumbled, making way to the showers.
"She needs something to hold onto while I was wrecking her." Louis shrugged, taking the shower next to Harry.
"Sad she has to hold onto anything." Harry said, grabbing some soap to rinse himself off.
"I wish I knew why that was sad. Is it cuz your invisible girlfriend isn't very touchy?" Louis asked, getting his hair wet and brushing it back.
Harry didn't reply as he instead bit his lip, putting his face under the warm water very exhausted.
"No reply?" Louis hummed, watching Harry with a smug look on his face.
"All I can think of is 'fuck you' but it doesn't seem appropriate." Harry mumbled, getting his back wet too, his hair still wrapped in a bun.
"God. You're tired." Louis laughed, finding it amusing how little Harry was fighting with him.
"It's tiring fucking someone else's girlfriend." Harry whispered, turning the water off and dragging his body to change into some sweats.
Louis also turned the shower off before grabbing some boxers and putting them on, along with some sweat pants and his hoodie, going for his varsity jacket but couldn't find it.
Harry forced his hoodie and pants on before also putting on his varsity jacket, trying to be quick so he could get some McDonald's and then crash at home.
"Fuck." Harry breathed out as he lifted up his football bag and slowly moved himself out of the locker rooms.
"You alright mate?" Niall asked walking up to Harry and wrapping an arm around him.
"Just tired."
"I know but usually this doesn't make you so tired." Niall noted.
Harry chewed on his lip, allowing Niall to walk with him to his car.
"I'm okay." Harry promised.
"Fucking hell!" The two heard Louis groaned as he walked out of the locker room with Zayn and Oli, his two friends.
"What's wrong with him?" Harry asked, causing Niall to laugh.
"I think he lost his varsity jacket."
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What The F*ck {L.S.}
Fiksi Penggemar[DISCONTINUED] Harry decided to close his eyes again until after a bit something came over and blocked the sun from his face. "I wanna say something but I genuinely don't know what to say." Louis truthfully shared as he stared down at Harry. "This...
