A Week and a bit in London - Larry AU

Chapter 4 - End of the Day

For the whole way to Louis flat, they walk hand in hand, gripping each other tightly, in anticipation of what was to happen next.

'I am really going back home with him. I am really doing it. Are we going to make out again? Or maybe we just watch a movie or talk. But no matter what, I will spend more time with him.'

"Here we are." Louis points at the door of a rowhouse. "Mara and I share the roof flat."

"Oh, is she here at the moment?"

"No, she's out currently, I believe." Louis pulls out his key and opens the door to the flat.

The door opens into a cramped kitchen with a small table and a bunch of plates in the sink.

"Mara is on cleanup duty today. I told her to do it before I come back."

"Well, sometimes it just is like that. We have just eaten anyway."

"You are right. Want me to show you my room?"

"I'd love that."

Louis takes Harry by the hand and pulls him into his room. It's a fairly small room, mostly through the roof sloping over the big bed. On a wall hangs an acoustic guitar as well as a band poser. The Poster depicts a grey car speeding past a "Do not drive" sign into a brightly colored horizon. Big text at the bottom of the poster reads: "Wrong Direction!"

"What's with that poster?"

"It's promotional art from a band I like. They mostly do neo-pop. Really great music. I can play you an acoustic version of one of their songs if you'd like."

"Yea, I think I'd like that."

'I am in his room. He is here with me. He is going to play on his guitar to impress me. I do not think this could be going better.'

Louis takes his guitar from the wall and starts playing a song from the "Wrong Direction!" album. During the song, Harry sits down on the bed next to Louis and just looks at him.

'He is just so perfect. Everything I never knew I was looking for. I just want to kiss his lips. And have him push me down onto the bed. And make out with him. He is just so perfect. I think I might be in love. And I don't even care that it is gay. I can just experiment. I am Free!'

After the song has drawn to a close, Harry says: "I really liked it. You are a great musician."

"Well, it's only an acoustic cover. I also got some accords wrong."

"It sounded perfect." 'Almost as perfect as you look. Maybe I should just kiss him.'

"No, it didn't, I am not a great ..."

Louis self-pitying speech is interrupted by Harry pressing a kiss onto his lips.

"Sorry, I should have asked if it was ok with you to ..."

Louis cuts off Harry's apology, by kissing him back. Their lips almost glued to each other as both of them lean into the kiss, only reluctantly stopping to catch their breath.

"I thought you'd never make a move." Louis says smirking whilst pushing Harry down onto his bed and kneeling over him.

"You are so fucking hot, how could I not?"

"Good thing you did." Louis hand slips under Harry's shirt and it is only seconds till it is off his body.

"You look even better without your cloths on." Louis continues before leaning down to kiss Harry.

Louis hand slides over Harrys muscular upper body, lower and lower until it slips below his pants and into the room between his jeans and his underpants. Harry twitches as Louis hand firmly grips his dick through the underpants. But only a second later, Harry decides to take charge, rolling over to place Louis under him.