'Then do it'
Harry leans forward and his lips are against Louis' softly, smoothly, and Louis forgets everything.
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1 week later.
'Alright boys!' Louis yells as soon as he walks into the living room. Niall is on the couch, Liam is there too. It's a week off for some weird holiday celebrating some old person for Liam's school.
Louis doesn't mind because everything is working in his favor.
He scans the room for a moment, and notices the absence of a certain curly haired boy.
'Someone go find harry' he says exasperatedly.
He wants to tell them the plans for the weekend as soon as possible.
He's never been a patient kind of guy.
Liam and niall look at him expectantly.
He sighs after a moment, seeing that his two friends aren't going to follow his every command... he's not the king of the world after all.
But h doesn't mind, any chance to see harry hell take.
He turns around and walks back through the corridors till he reaches the kitchen.
He walks in searching for harry, but instead finds Lennard.
'Aye Lou meh boi how are ya?' Lennard walks up to the small boy.
'Fine, I'm just looking for harry. Any idea where he may be?' he asks, looking up to Lennard eye brows high.
'Oh, he has the weekend off.' He tells him.
'Oh, ok, silly me.' Louis says, noting how he hasn't seen harry at all today.
Ever since the kiss they have been hanging out a lot. But they haven't kissed. Funny as it is sexually frustrating.
But the looks they've been giving each other could suggest a lot.
Louis leaves the kitchen after a farewell to Lennard, and walks Harry's room.
He stands in front of the door soon enough.
He knocks.
Usually he'd just barge in to his friend's rooms... you could ask niall, it's safe to say louis would be a bit more hesitant to listen to any sounds coming from his room before just barging in next time.
There's just somethings you don't want to walk in on your friend doing.
'Just a moment' a raspy voice calls from the other side. Louis steps back
The door opens to reveal harry, hair mussed and still in his pajamas.
'Hey, you don't... look so well 'louis notes.
Harry looks down at his body.
'Yeah....' his thought is sore, and his voice is nasally.
'M just under the weather today I guess.'
'Did I wake you?' Louis voice is soft and like honey to Harrys ears. He blinks the sleep from his eyes, but the sickness still makes him feel drowsy.
'No, no, not really, I checked the time and it was time for me to wake up.'
'Good thing you're off today I guess....' Louis says.
Harry nods and sniffles.
'Did you need me?'
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The Presidents Son - Larry Stylinson
Fanfiction"Being the boy everyone lusts for just cause I'm the president's son isn't as easy as it looks mate." "Thought you said you were gay?" Liam asks as he sits on Louis huge king sized bed, with white silky sheets neatly laid on top. "I am" "So you're s...
