Larry stylinson one shots

Captain's Sweetheart ✨

*The new guy in school is being mean to Harry and he can't understand why everyone looks so scared. Not until Louis arrives.*

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Harry liked making new friends, everyone loved him and he loved everyone. No thought he was weird for wearing skirts. Maybe they did but they were to scared to say anything about it because of Louis.

Louis always protected him and made him feel like the safest person on earth.

Louis was the football captain, everyone respected him, and therefor everyone respected his boyfriend Harry.

That's why he wasn't the least uncomfortable trying to befriend the new guy in class. He seemed like a nice guy. So when math finally ended Harry walked up to him.

"Hi, I'm Harry" he said and smiled that big smile that Louis had told him was beautiful.

The guy stared at him and then looked at his skirt taking a step back.

"Back off fag." The words hit Harry's heart like he had been shot but he ignored, giving the guy a second chance.

"Hi, I'm Harry" he felt his smile being insecure this time and he could also see people gathering around them.

"I heard you the first time fag" the guy said.

Harry felt his heart break again and tears were welling up in his eyes. He didn't want to cry.

"Why are you so mean?" Harry asked and saw the guy almost laughing.

"I don't understand how the others aren't. Like what the fuck is wrong with you." The guy seemed to look around.

"Why do you all look like I shot him?" He laughed.

One of the guys that had been very kind to him in when they first started school, stepped up next to the new guy.

"If I was you, I would run." he said and smiled. First sassily at the guy and then kindly to Harry. He was on the football team. Harry thought his name was Zayn.

The new guy furrowed his eyebrows but didn't have time to think before Louis was pushing through the gathered crowd.

Harry reached for him and Louis took him into his arms. Harry cried into Louis shirt and Louis put a protective hand on the back of his head.

"What the hell man?" Louis asked. His voice was loud in the now quiet hallway.

"Oh, so you're his fag boyfriend?" the new guy laughed and Harry felt Louis tense so he pinched the back of his neck like a reminder not to hurt anyone.

Harry realised he was wearing football  clothes and he was sweating, he must've ran there from the pit and Harry's heart swelled with love.

"I'm getting sick"

Harry felt his boyfriends biceps and chest tighten. He would fight, and maybe Harry secretly loved Louis fighting for him so he let go when Louis gently pushed him away.

He watched Louis throw a punch on a confused new guy who then fell to the floor.

"What the hell!" he shouted and covered his nose.

Harry almost whimpered when Louis turned around to look at him. He saw his face going from tight and angry to fond and protective and it really turned him on.

Louis walked up to him and wrapped his arms around him whispering sweet words into his neck.

Harry didn't want that right now, he wanted Louis to grab him and push him against the lockers in a bruising kiss.

He opened his eyes to find people had stopped staring at them. There was still a big crowd but most of them was talking to each other.

The new guy was still on the floor with a bleeding nose and Harry whimpered.

"Kiss me" he whispered and Louis pulled back to press their lips together in a sweet kiss.

Harry gripped Louis biceps and broke the kiss.

"I want you to kiss me. Push me. Fucking wreck me, Infront of everyone." he whispered and moaned when Louis biceps bulged in his hands when he gripped Harry's shirt harder.

"I love it so much when you protect me. Show them I'm yours." he kept whispering when Louis didn't make another move. But that's what made Louis listen.

He caught Harry's lips and pushed him roughly backwards.

There was a loud bang and everyone went quiet to look at the two, but Harry didn't care.

He just gripped Louis muscles harder, all he could do was keep himself from moaning when Louis hands were roaming his body and slid in under his skirt, just the fingertips, but it still made Harry go crazy.

"Tomlinson! Styles!"

***

"Your son was making Styles dirty." the principal told Jay who just looked at her.

"You can't say that! You're a grown up woman and telling me my son is suspended because his style is dirty?" Jay was about to stand up but the principal shook her head.

"Take the boy in." She told the receptionist who opened the door and Harry walked inside.

"That's not my son." Jay said, getting angrier and angrier.

"That's Harry Styles ma'm." Jay stared at Harry.

"So what do you mean my son was making him dirty?"

"He made out with him in the hallway."

"Louis William Tomlinson!"