KIK •Harry x Louis•

33

25 days
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"Harry, you know we only have five days left with each other." Louis signed softly. The two had been laying in the bed all afternoon, Louis mom nice enough to bring up food for them.

"Don't remind me." The older one groaned and turned to his side, throwing his arm around the others waist and pulling him closer to his chest, just wanting to hold him there forever. "Maybe your mom would let you come up there and visit me."

Louis signed and then shrugged, bringing his hand up and picking at his nails. "Even if she did, my father wouldn't allow it. God knows, he wants me to fail in life. He even said he'd rather me be unhappy." He huffed.

"But you're not failing in life. I mean cmon, you're sixteen, you graduated high school already and you get straight A's." He smiled. "What do you wanna be?"

"I don't know. I kind of want to be a therapist and help people you know? I don't want them to hold in their feelings like you and I did." He sighed and Harry smiled down at Louis, proud that he wanted to help people.

"I think that's great." Harry encouraged, leaning down at kissing the others forehead. "How do you feel.. After... You know." He brushed his fingers over the clean bandage.

"It's fine. Stings a little but over all it's fine." He said, his blue eyes scanning over the others face. "Harry, you're really cute. How did I get so lucky to get a really cute guy with an amazing personality?"

"You just got lucky." The other joked, causing him to laugh softly and moved onto Harry, his thighs straddling him, Harry automatically gripping the back of the others thighs.

"God Lou, I just wanna mark your pretty little boy up and show everyone that you're mine." Harry breathed out, eyes scanning over the others delicate skin. "But sadly I can't because your parents." He chuckled and Louis leaned down, playfully brushing his lips over the others.

"Maybe if I go up to your house, you can mark up my pretty little body all you want." He purred and Harry hissed, arching his hips as Louis ground down on his lower lip. Suddenly they were flipped and Harry leaned down.

"Maybe one love bite wouldn't hurt." He murmured.

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Well one turned into five. One on his neck, his chest, and the other on his thighs. Just to out it this way there was lots of moaning, and panting.

"You wanna watch something on Netflix?" Louis asked, taking out his laptop, Harry only paying attention to the purple mark he made on the others neck. He was proud of it.

"Yeah, come here." He opened his legs and Louis automatically sat between them, the older one wrapping his arms around the others waist and kissing his shoulder gently. "You pick the movie." Harry mumbled, resting his chin on the others shoulder.

Louis reached over to his night stand and grabbed his glasses, sliding them onto his face before scrolling through the movie, eventually picking some gay one called 'Getting Go.' What he didn't know is that it was basically a damn porn movie.

"You're so hot with glasses Lou." Harry mumbled, kissing the love bite he made on the others neck, soon enough sucking in the same sensitive spot, causing Louis to let out a small whimper.

"Harry, let's just watch the movie." Louis panted as he felt the others hands slide into his boxers. Just as Harry was about to pull out, Louis gripped his wrists. "On second thought, the movie can wait." He bit his lip.

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I know it's short but it's the third, forth or fifth time I updated today. Love me.