Forbidden {L.S.}

Six(L)

Harry was doing well. He kept up on his work and wouldn't let himself get behind. He helped during the after school tutoring since there were a lot more kids, but there were also more teachers to help in other subjects. I was extremely happy with how well most of the teachers took to this tutoring thing. Yeah, I could handle all subjects, but I was the best with history. Now that there were other teachers, I didn't have to worry about messing students up more than helping.

Everything was really going well, actually. Harry didn't seem worried about Zayn anymore. Liam and Zayn actually came over a lot to hang out and eat with us. He relaxed around them. Zayn and him could joke around now instead of Harry either clinging to me or trying to stay as far away as he could. But this boy made every single battle or struggle with it completely worth it.

It was a Saturday night and I was supposed to go to the store to get something for dinner, then decided I was too lazy to cook. I stopped by one of the closest pizza places on the way and got two pizzas.

When I got home, Harry was asleep with a book in his hands. I set the pizza down and kissed his forehead gently. He woke up with a smile and whispered hi before grabbing one of my hands and yawning.

"I return with pizza because I'm too lazy to cook." Harry just laughed as I sat down next to him, opening one of the boxes. Harry got comfortable as he grabbed a slice and leaned into my side. "You're adorable. You know that right?"

Harry grinned up at me. "You tell me that everyday."

"Maybe I should tell you more," I commented as I went back to the movie. I knew Harry rolled his eyes while he watched the t.v. I admired him when he got sucked into the show, admiring his cheeks and his nose, the light blush on his cheeks. I really was in love with him.

Harry was gone when I woke up the next morning. I sat up confused and reached for my phone. I had a text from him saying he had just left to go to Niall's and he would be right back.

I rubbed my face and sat up. It's not healthy to worry about him the second I wake up, but I just don't want him hurt. After everything with his dad...

I sighed and got out of bed and got ready for the day. Then I cleaned up the apartment, just making sure that everything was orderly. My phone went off again, so I walked to the coffee table where I left it and picked it up.

Hazza:
I'm on my way back, babe.

I smiled at the text before texting him back okay :) and locking my phone. Five minutes later, Harry walked in the door and walked to the living room. I stood up and he hugged me. "Sorry, Niall needed me."

"You're fine," I told him, but Harry just smiled but tried to hide it by biting his lip. "What?"

"You stress cleaned the whole apartment," he laughed. "I was fine, babe."

"I know. I just picked up."

"Did you do the dishes?"

"Yeah."

"The laundry is going."

"So?"

"You vacuumed. It looks like you even dusted. You stress cleaned."

I smiled just a little and Harry's grew. "Shut up," I laughed. Harry rolled his eyes before kissing me and wrapping his arms around my neck. "What are we gonna do today, hun?"

Harry grabbed both of my hands and leaned back. "Out of town?" He chewed on his lip for a few seconds, then looked at me. "After something else?"

Harry laughed when I picked him up and he wrapped his legs around me, kissing me through his smile. "I love you," I whispered.

"I love you, too," Harry whispered back, kissing my check, then trailing down to my neck.

We got to the bedroom and I laid him on the bed, pulling off my shirt while he did the same. "Louis," Harry whined when I wasn't right back on top of him.

"Are you always this needy?" I joked as I climbed over him. I kissed him and brought our hips together. "I know you are," I said before he had the chance to.

Harry bit his lip as he trailed his hands down my chest. "Fuck, I love you, Louis. I really do."

"I love you, too." I whispered. "How did I get so lucky?" I asked him.

"I think I'm the lucky one, here," Harry mumbled. He let out a small pant and I realized our hips had started rolling together. "Like that?"

Harry nodded, licking his lips. I could already tell he wanted this to go slow. I put my lips on his neck, which he turned to the side and let me leave a few love bites, eventually trailing down his stomach. "Lou," he panted as I hooked my thumbs in his belt loops.

"Yes, baby boy?" I asked, working his pants down.

Harry helped me kicked his pants off and looked at me. "I need you, you know that, right?"

"Yes, baby. I need you, too," I told him honestly. I rubbed my hand over his cock lightly, making him bite his lip. I kissed his thighs and then began to pull down his boxers. "I wouldn't trade you for anyone else in the world, ever."

I looked up at Harry and saw him on the verge of tears. I stopped and crawled up to him and pulled his face up to mine. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Nothing... I'm being stupid. I... I'm sorry." He wouldn't look at me. He kept trying to blink back tears and his eyes flickered everywhere but me.

"Harry, I'm never leaving you. Not for a celebrity, not for a girl, not for someone my own age. You are it, for me. You're who I want with me forever. It's always going to be you."

Harry opened his mouth to say something, then he stopped and sallowed thickly. "I love you."

"What were you going to say? Harry, talk to me," I added on when he remained silent. "Please? I don't want you upset. If anything's bugging you-"

"Did you..." He shook his head. "Eleanor?"

I closed my eyes. For the first time, I wanted to lie to Harry. To tell him nothing happened before I came back.

"Louis-"

"It was after I broke up with you," I said over him, my eyes still closed. "Lottie told me..." I trialed off and pushed my tongue against my cheek and took a deep breath. "Lottie told me that you swore I wouldn't have gone to see her after the funeral-"

"Louis," he whispered, sitting up and moving away.

"I'm sorry, Harry. I'm so fucking sorry."

He got up and grabbed his shirt and his pants before locking himself in the bathroom. I rubbed my face and took a deep breath before pushing it back out. "Fuck."