Mad World. (A Larry Stylinson/Peter Pan crossover)

(8) You're mine. (part one)

 I will kill if this is as short as I think it is. I wanted the whole fight scene to be in this Chapter, but the ending was so perfect... I couldn't resist. I stayed up late to finish this... I have school tomorrow... *cries*. I now want Votes. Comment's would be nice, but votes are sexy. The next chapter will hopefully be up soon, until then... BYE :D. 

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It happened in the most cliché of ways. Both boys found themselves in each other’s embrace, Louis with his hands around Harry’s waist, Harry with his arms wrapped securely around Louis’ neck, never wanting to let go. Louis’ lips found Harry’s neck and trailed soft but meaningful kisses towards Harry’s ear, before gently nuzzling his face in the boy’s curls. “Guess what?” He whispered.

Harry found goose bumps at his neck and sighed in content. “What?”

“I was yours the minute I saw those dimples.” That was it, the moment of complete surrender. Harry crashed their lips together before Louis could even blink. Sparks emitted into Harry’s body immediately from the contact, sending both boys into a desperate need for each other.

Their lips joined together perfectly, as if they were meant to be. From Louis’ complete moment of surprise, Harry led the kiss straight away, feeling power over the boy. He gently bit on Louis’ bottom lip, earning a moan from the boy, causing Harry to slip his tongue into Louis’ mouth. Their tongues danced for a while, before Louis gave up with a sigh and let Harry have dominance over the kiss. Louis’ hands made their way into Harry’s curls, tugging on them with a desperate need, making Harry groan with impatience. He pushed Louis to a nearby tree and continued his assault on Louis’ mouth.

The need for air soon became too much so Harry broke away from the kiss and then began trailing kisses down Louis’ neck, searching for the boy’s soft spot. “Harry.” Louis warned; his voice strained from panting. Harry didn’t listen, only grabbed Louis’ legs and wrapped them around his waist, continuing to find the soft spot on the boy’s neck. When he heard a loud moan coming from Louis, he grinned in triumph and sucked that certain spot before gently biting down on it, another groan emitting from Louis’ mouth. Once Harry was sure the spot was going to show, he trailed lazy kisses up towards Louis mouth, pecked him on the lips once more, and freed his legs from around his waist.

“What was that for?” Louis asked, still panting.

“Now people know that you’re mine.”

The blush that rose to Louis’ cheeks said enough. Harry didn’t need to say anything else; he simply just followed a crimson faced Louis to their destination. Once he was sure Louis’ cheeks had returned to a normal colour, he spoke again. “So, where are you taking me then?” He asked, smirking ever so slightly.

“To go and see the Mermaids, they’ll know where Liam and Zayn are.” Louis replied with a half hearted smile.

“What’s wrong Lou?” Harry asked; troubled by the expression on Louis’ face, immediately thinking the boy didn’t like the kiss they shared moments ago. That would most certainly be a slap to Harry’s face.

“I just don’t like the thought of Liam and Zayn being hurt because of me.”

Harry was silent for a few moments. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Yes it was. They trusted me... you trusted me and I let you down because I was so focused on protecting you, because...” He trailed off, too anxious of what would happen if he finished. Harry had other ideas.

“Because what?” Harry demanded, hoping Louis would reveal his feelings. It seemed almost laughable, the situation both boys were in. Harry wanted Louis to desperately declare whatever feelings he was feeling, and Louis was too worried by what Harry would think if he let him know how he felt. Needless to say, both boys wanted each other so desperately. You would have thought the kiss they shared moments ago would be enough to seal the deal, but apparently not. Truth be told, Louis was about to answer, he really was, but just staring into Harry’s eyes made him lose his trail of thought. How could he tell him that?

Whatever courage was being built up inside Louis to confess slowly disappeared as he heard his name being called from close by. “Louis Tomlinson, what a delight.” Louis grinned. He cast his eyes away from Harry’s stunned expression and turned to face the Mermaids.

Theoretically, Harry imagined his first encounter with Mermaids to be different. As a child, he would often imagine their appearance. He pictured long flowing hair, pale porcelain skin and a beautiful long tail that sparkled from the water droplets placed upon it. Harry didn’t know whether it was because Louis was in the same room, but staring into the eyes of the Mermaids before him, Harry thought they looked quite sinister... terrifying, even.

Their eyes were pure black, no traces of any other colour, their skin a murky grey colour. Harry could make out their tails faintly through the water, and he only just realised the moonlight reflecting off the water. The thought of Liam and Zayn out here on their own in the darkness made Harry’s stomach feel uneasy. The sight of the Mermaid’s teeth didn’t help either.

“Another human, Louis? Aren’t you satisfied with Eleanor?” One smirked devilishly. Harry felt jealous at the mention of Eleanor and hung his head in shame. Louis seemed angry.

“Leave Harry alone, you know why I’m here.” He responded. The side of Harry’s mouth rose slightly at Louis’ words.

A laugh escaped from one of the Mermaid’s mouth. “I’m sure you’re here for your friends... What makes you think we know where they are?”

“Let’s skip the part where you pretend you don’t know where they are.” Louis replied, resting a protective arm around Harry’s waist.

“Why would I tell you?” She asked, obviously really wondering why she should tell Louis. His nails began digging into Harry’s back.

“Please. I need to know if Hook has them. I need to save them, it’s my fault that they’re with him, if they are. I can’t stand the thought of them being hurt because of me.” The Mermaid’s eyes softened, and before she knew it, she revealed Liam and Zayn’s location.

“Hook has you’re friends, and Katherine.” Louis didn’t hesitate. He held Harry in his tight grasp and shot up through the trees into the air, causing Harry to scream slightly.

“A warning would’ve been nice.” Harry complained.

“I’m sorry; they looked as though they were going to hurt you.” Louis said, making Harry smile fondly. What was it about Louis that made Harry grow weak at the knees? As cliché as it sounded...

Harry giggled. “I imagined Mermaid’s to be much different.” He stated.

Louis sighed fondly at Harry. “I know, from the stories that you’ve read, I’m not surprised. Here, Mermaid’s are vile creatures that I want you to stay clear of.”

The tone of Louis’ voice told Harry he didn’t need to be told twice. “Okay.”

Louis ran his fingers through Harry’s hair, careful to keep one arm supporting him as he did so. Louis fisted Harry’s curls at the back of his head and gripped them slightly, earning a moan from Harry. Louis grinned at Harry’s response to his touch. Harry smiled back, loving the beautiful sight.

It seemed as though time slowed down in that second for both boys. Harry stared into Louis’s eyes and, without thinking, brought their lips together. Their kiss was the opposite of the earlier one, it was slow, passionate and full of... adoration? Love? You couldn’t tell. It was certain that if you placed an Elephant up there with them, they wouldn’t notice. They were so focused on each other; nothing could keep them apart in that moment.

The kiss soon became shortened by the need for oxygen. Smiling at Harry, Louis plucked up the courage to speak his thought. “Does this mean that we’re...?” Disappointedly, Louis trailed off. Harry had his heart thumping rapidly in his chest and Louis just stopped talking. He let the boy take his time, wanting so desperately for Louis to finish. To Harry’s utter joy, he did. “Does this mean that we’re together?” He asked shyly.

Harry brought their lips together again and grinned at the gasp that escaped Louis’ mouth. “Be my boyfriend?” Harry whispered against his lips.

Louis let out a breath of relief. “Yes.”

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Because this is short, a second part to this will be up later.