Would it work?

~Chapter 8~

-Ben's POV-

*Harry is a bottom again >:)))))) also in this au Charlie has forgiven Ben but just because it needs to fit the storyline. Also, TW! Theres some blood and abuse mention, and extra long chapter today so around 500-1000 words yay!

Nick and Charlie are staring at us. Amazing, just the thing I wanted.

"I never thought I would see this happen..." Charlie gasped. Nick was still trying to process everything he just saw.

"Uh, it's not what you think ok!" Harry yelled.

"Charlie what did I just see, I need bleach." Nick said sadly.

"Um... sorry I guess?" I said.

"How long have you been standing there for?" Harry called out.

"Since we saw the bookshelf move..." Charlie said with a daze.

Nick pulled Charlie out of our view and we both sighed in relief.

"Out of all the people we could have of come out to, it had to be Nick and Charlie!" I said with an unfortunate look.

"Oh well, can you just get back to kissing me?" Harry smirked.

"That can be arranged." I smirked back.

I pulled him back on my lap and made him sit on me harder.

He was almost hurting from it, but he couldn't make any noises because...well you know.

I turned him around to only kiss him again like I did before.

He fell onto the ground, and I got on top of him just he did before.

"Give me your tie, and your shirt." I whispered with a seductive tone.

"Ben! Not here! Your "sexual" desires will have to wait until later! Ok?" he whispered back.

"Fine! But you are coming home with me tonight mate~" he said smugly.

We heard the bell ring and went our separate ways. I bumped into Nick on the way out.

"So, mate, about that kiss~" he said.

"Nope not today" I said as I walked off.

A couple hours later...

Harry and I are on the bus, but in different seats of course.

He's hanging out with his mates, which is funny because he seems like a totally different person while he's around them.

I wonder why it's like that.

The bus arrives at our stop, and I get off before Harry and then he gets off after me.

We pretend to do other things like I'm on my phone and he says bye to one of his friends.

The bus finally leaves, and we run off to my street. It feels so nice to not care about what everyone thinks anymore.

When I am with Harry, it just feels...different.

We finally got home and ran up to my room. He was so tired and couldn't run!

I laughed and helped him up the stairs, "I had PE last period my legs hurt!" he yelled. "I don't care! Hurry up!" I said playfully.

We finally reached his room and he sat on my bed as I got out my books from today.

He was looking through my draw and pulled out lots of things. A book, some old hair ties, a keyring I made in 1st grade.

"Um...Ben...what's this?" He asked.

I turned around and saw him with old bloody tissues, bandages and an eyepatch that was covered in blood.

Harry was startled by this and found more and more bloody patches in the draw. "What happened?!" he yelled.

I broke down in tears and fell onto the ground. Harry came and hugged me tight, I felt so bad that it had to be like this.

I started to explain to him that my parents were good to my older sister and I in the beginning but got addicted to alcohol and drugs.

They hurt us after long nights out and my sister ran away from home when she was 16 to get away from it all.

"I don't see them much anymore, but when they are home, I try to avoid them in the best ways possible..." I said still with tears in my eyes.

"Wow... I'm so sorry Ben, I didn't know this happened to you..." He whispered. Can I do anything to help you?"

I smirked; I knew exactly how to answer this question.

I jumped on top of him, and he blushed furiously.

"You can help me by repaying me from earlier" I smirked "Give me your tie and shirt, now."

He obeyed my orders and let untie his tie and unbutton his shirt. He squealed as I kissed his chest and then covered it.

Come on mate~, I need to see you try and escape my hands but fail miserably and hear you make as many noises as possible~.

Harry let go of his chest and let me kiss it as much as possible.

He made a moan noise as I moved down to his waist.

I kissed his lips and started to use my tongue on him.

I love the way he kisses me back and shows he loves me.

I love Harry Greene.

A/N

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