hotel room 108 [narry au]

nightmares

REGARDING THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER!

consider this:
all the characters, in all my books, are not perfect. in honest, in dormmates, in motions, hotel room 108 and the others. they are human, and they will do stupid things. because if they don't, what are they really? a reflection of a perfect world, with perfect people that don't make mistakes? because we are all human in this world. and humans make mistakes, even in books.

chapter thirty-nine

H.E.S.
"Did I just... Zayn this was a terrible idea!" I whine. He shrugs, sitting down on my couch,

"You asked me to help, and frankly I need it too. We're too attached to our boyfriends, and I think they're getting too big of a whiff of our over protection."

"But Z, this is so different." I try to explain to him, "Letting Niall and Louis isn't letting loose; it's letting them openly cheat on each other."

"I..." Zayn groans, "you're fucking right--why the fuck did I even say yes?!"

"That's what I'm thinking..." I mutter.

"I'm so fucking sorry Harry," he apologizes, "why wasn't I thinking..."

"You were concerned about being too attached," I conclude, "I guess I was too, and that's why we caved."

"But we are too overprotective," Zayn kicks an empty can over, "to an extent. I just wanted to give Louis some freedom. Plus I assumed it was fine; they're practically brothers."

"Doesn't mean that they won't feel anything," I try to explain, "and in what world--"

"Would that ever be okay I know, and I don't know," he covers his face, "I can't do this relationship thing."

"Okay," I calm him down, "think about it like this. Louis only asked to um...do this because they were bored. And I could tell from the sound of Niall's voice that he was one hundred percent not up for it. What's the difference?"

"Uh...wait. Shit oh my god. He's getting back at me. Harry this is all part of his game."

He gets up almost immediately, laughing happily as he walks, no, practically skips, around my house.

"Don't you see?!" He laughs, "Louis has no problem with me wanting to protect him! He's just getting back at me for not having sex with him!"

"Wait, really?"

And I start to laugh too, because wow, their relationship is weird as fuck.

"You wanna go over there?"

"Yes, for the sole reason of telling them."

N.J.H.
Louis gasps, a whine escaping from the bottom of his throat as I push us further against the counter. I feel his tongue slip into my mouth, and soon we're on the next level. I carry him upstairs, dropping him on his bed before climbing on top of him again.

"God I--are we doing this?" Louis presses his hands onto my chest and I look down at him. I'm so overpowered by lust and desperation to figure out what this feeling for him really is, but I see in his eyes now that now may not be the right time.

"Because I want to."

It seems as if I've misjudged his eyes. He takes off his shirt and right after, reaches for my shorts, dragging them down my legs. Suddenly I regret going commando, because now my raging boner is poking right into Louis' clothed one.