Locker Room (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 3

In the locker room Louis waits as usual. Louis goes to use the bathrooms, which are located a little ways away from the showers.

Louis is washing his hands and he wipes away some steam that has gathered on the mirror. When Louis does this, he is greeted with a naked Harry.

Louis can see Harry showering through the mirror reflection. Louis' eyes widen as he takes in Harry's lean body. Louis watches as Harry rubs soap along his torso.

Louis just watches and he knows it's creepy, but he can't look away.

Harry rinses off his torso and then glances up. Louis and Harry make eye contact and Louis quickly looks down and continues washing his hands.

Fuck, fuck he saw me. Louis thinks as his face grows red. Louis doesn't dare look up again as he finishes washing his hands. Louis dries his hands on his shorts and is about to go hide where his locker is when Harry speaks up.

"Lou? Do you wanna come help me?"

Louis freezes. Harry just asked him to help him shower. What is life.

"W-What?"

"Can you come help me?" Harry asks and Louis steals a glance in his direction. Harry is watching Louis, water running down his chest, lip pulled between his teeth.

"Sure." Louis nearly whispers and he quickly flushes red. He just agreed to shower with Harry, what the hell. Louis thinks as Harry turns back around.

Louis pulls off his gym shirt and shorts and then he pauses with his boxers. Louis takes off his clothes and then sets them down on the bathroom counter.

Louis slowly walks over to the showers. Harry is facing the shower head, his back facing Louis.

"D-Do you s-still want me to help?" Louis stutter out and Harry simply nods and hands Louis a bottle of body wash.

"Wash my back please." Harry says and Louis just stares wide eyed at Harry's back and then the bottle of body wash. Louis squirts some into his hands and then begins to wash Harry's back.

Louis still hasn't stepped into the stream of water, he thinks they'll be to close and it will be awkward. Don't get hard, don't get hard, Louis chants in his head as he continues to wash Harry's back.

Harry suddenly turns around and grabs Louis by the hips. Harry pulls the smaller boy into the water, so the pair is nearly chest to chest. "That's better." Harry whispers and Louis' just stares wide eyed.

Harry pushes Louis' wet fringe away from his forehead. Louis can just stare. Harry's moves his hands back to Louis' hips and he rubs them softly.

"You're absolutely breathtaking." Harry says as his eyes rake Louis' body. Louis bring his arms up self consciously and Harry pushes them away.

"None of that. You're beautiful." Harry says.

Louis opens his mouth to reply, but a new voice rings through the locker room, bringing Louis back into reality."Harry! Mate, you still in here?"

Louis can't let Harry's friends see them together. Harry's reputation would be ruined if they saw him with a loser like me, Louis thinks as he looks over his shoulder.

Louis pulls out of Harry's grip roughly. Louis slips and falls right on his ass. Harry's mouth falls open and he reaches down to help Louis. Louis just quickly stands and runs out of the showers.

"Louis wait-"

Louis just grabs his clothes and runs to his locker. He grabs his towel and quickly dries himself off. Louis pulls on his clothes, tossing his gym uniform back in his locker.