Louis poured water on Harry's face and Ashton punched him in his arm with a scowl on his face.
"What the fuck!?" Louis whisper-shouted.
"Don't do that to him you idiot, he'll think he's drowning!" Ashton whispered back, looking at his little brother sprawled out across the couch with a red face and furrowed eyebrows.
Harry hasn't aged a bit to him.
He still looked so young and pure, full of life and innocence.
Harry finally opened his eyes, groaning softly and wiping the small drop of water off his cheek, Ashton side eyed Louis, but the man paid no attention.
"I had the craziest dream, Lou.." Harry whispered as he rubbed his eyes, "You were friends with my brother," Harry chuckled and moved his hand from his eyes and looked directly at ashton.
"You're real." Harry mumbled and launched at Ashton, squeezing him tightly with a squeal, "Ash you're real!"
Ashton sighed softly and hugged Harry back, missing him and his curly hair truly.
"Where did you go?" Harry asked, tears choking him up. Ashton on the other hand was already crying because he knew he hurt Harry so much, Harry hates being separated from him.
"If I remembered what happened Harry I swear to god I would tell you." Ashton said, Louis shifted in his seat and pursed his lips.
How awkward can he be.
"I love you, Harry I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
Louis flinched back a little, he's not used to hearing anyone tell Harry they love him like he does.
"I love you too Ashton." Harry sniffled and Ashton chuckled.
"Who wants chicken alfredo?" Louis asked, looking between Harry practically on Ashton's lap. They were squeezing each other for dear life.
"Food. Sounds nice." Harry mumbled, not letting go of his older brother. Ashton smiled softly and wiped his face on Harry's shoulder.
Louis sighed with a low chuckle as he nodded, "I can't cook that well so, if its not that good, pretend like it is." Mainly talking to Ashton since Harry has already experienced that bad side of Louis cooking.
"I'll help you." Harry suggested with a small shrug, scooting away from Ashton.
Louis nodded without a word and walked to the kitchen, no, he was not upset. He just felt out of place since he's not Harry's real brother and Ashton is, they've been through more than they have.
Louis was boiling the noodles and stirring them around. He felt a pair of hands wrap around his waist and he flinched, he was a bit startled.
"Shit. Harry."
Harry smiled and looked up at Louis, "hi.." He said, biting his lip softly and Louis doesn't want to get ahead of himself because Harry always bites his lip.
"Hi, curly." Louis mumbled, Harry stood on his tippy toes for a quick second and nudged his nose on Louis'
Louis looked at Harry and the boy was staring right back at him, between His eyes and lips.
"Kiss?"
Harry nodded.
"Your brother is just in the living room, he can come in."
"You know you don't care." Harry mumbled and Louis arched an eyebrow.
"I- I don't." Louis said before feeling Harry's lips rest on his, Harry was so eager that it worried Louis. Was he growing up too fast? Is this healthy for someone who's been sheltering the boy for years? Healthy for someone five years older than him?
"Are you okay?" Harry asked, "you're not kissing me back."
Louis bit his lip in thought as he sighed, "I'm thinking. I uh..I think you should go talk with your brother.."
"Louis did I do something wrong?"
"Harry just go."
"Lou–"
"Harry."
Harry nodded slowly and let go of Louis and pouting, walking away and out of the kitchen.
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All three boys were in the living room huddled on the couch after dinner, no, Louis' chicken alfredo did not flop.
The lights were off and the were watching a movie, it was some indie scary movie that had Harry nearly shitting his pants. Harry crawled under Louis' blanket and rested on his shoulder.
"Ashton what type of shit are you into.." Louis mumbled, not able to take his eyes off the possessed girl off the TV, her black lifeless eyes were staring in his soul and he's scared to look away.
"My boyfriend Michael was scared of this too, especially of her." Ashton chuckled, pointing to the TV, "my baby couldn't sleep for a week."
Louis shuddered as the victim screamed loudly, Harry screamed as well before hiding into the crook of Louis' neck.
Louis felt something wet and warm on his tongue and he's trying to distract himself from the little boy now sucking on his neck. Louis bit his lip and cleared his throat to push back the soft and small moan that was desperately trying to escape.
"Harry I'm not your pacifier." He said.
Harry gripped Louis' thigh, where he knows he's sensitive at and squeezed it making the 21 year old sigh loudly.
Ashton was into the movie so he could care less about Louis' sigh of despair.
"You don't want it, Styles, I swear you don't. Not now." Louis mumbled through his clenched teeth.
"If I do?" Harry whispered, sliding his hand up under Louis' shirt.
"Tell me when you're eighteen, I'll wait until then." Louis said, "I suggest you stop feeling me up now, I won't budge."
Harry let a tiny whine slip from his throat as a breath of air hit Louis' neck.
"Is he asleep?" Ashton asked and Louis shook his head.
"He's just being a little cry baby." Louis said and hissing when Harry bit him, "a big cry baby at that."
"Haz you wanna go watch something else instead?" Ashton asked and Harry nodded, sitting up and Louis side eyed him, looking so damn innocent when he's not.
Harry held out his arms and Ashton picked him up.
" oh cmon he's sixteen. Not three."
Harry whined softly and tugged on Ashton's shirt with a pout.
Ashton smiled and rubbed Harry's back, "I'll treat him whatever age he wants me to treat him as. As long as he's happy."
Louis couldn't argue. All ashton wanted to do was make up for these lost years and give Harry what he wants. Ashton would give Harry the world if he asked for it.
Louis loves that, Louis wishes he had someone like that.
Someone who cared.
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if you know who melanie's alter ego 'cry baby' is then this question is for you.
qotc; who do you think will be 'cry baby' out of harry and louis, why ?
