sex journal [nourry au] [no updates]

+ don't keep love around +

LOUIS
// you take my breath away, you know i'm bound to choke //

I knock on Harry's door, nervous for what's to come. This wouldn't be weird if I was planning to have sex with Niall; he's my best friend. But Harry? Harry is a whole 'nother story.

When Harry pulled me over at school and asked me to come by, I freaked. I actually went pale and felt my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach. The day I've been waiting for, and I didn't even have time to prepare. I was planning to fuck with Niall before Harry, and that plan went right out the window.

"Louis?"

"Yeah it's me..." I call out. The door flies open to reveal the tall boy in loose sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt.

No...my weakness.

"Hey," he says with a smile, "come in."

"Okay yeah, I'll do that."

Harry shuts the door behind me, and I see him check out ass but I ignore it. On any other day, I would have counted his little glance as a victory, but I'm too scared right now to even consider anything happening.

"You okay?"

"Peachy," I murmur.

"Doesn't sound like it."

"I'm just nervous I guess," I say, trying to mellow it out with my voice, but it's shaky and doesn't help.

"Why are you so nervous?"

I shrug, lying instead of telling him that I'm afraid that I'm bad at sex. Harry sits on the couch and I sit by him timidly.

"So..."

"Wanna hear a joke?"

"What?" I look at him in disbelief, chuckling a little.

"Whaaaaat?" he whines, "M'just tryna break ice."

"Okay okay," I laugh, "sure."

"Alright, why did Adele cross the road?"

Oh god. He's stupid funny.

"Why?"

"To get to the other side!"

He grins as if he's won the lottery and sings the line from the song. I roll my eyes, laughing at the stupidity of the joke, but loving the effort to calm me.

"Better?" He asks with a grin.

"Yeah," I say with a smile, "a little."

We both sigh and smile at each other. This isn't so bad so far; all he's done is make me smile.

"You're pretty," he says.

"You know," I say, tapping my chin as his hand moves to play with my hair, "you should have bloody told me that ages ago, when I was interested in you."

"You're not into me anymore?" he pouts and I laugh, leaning in closer.

"I'm still into you," I assure him, "don't worry."

"Mmm, okay." He says, licking his lips as he looks into my eyes. My heart pounds as his hands graze the right side of my neck and I don't realize how turned on I am until a shudder leaves my lips.

"On a scale of one to ten..." he starts, "how much do you want to have sex with me?"

"Fifty," I croak as he drags me into his lap.

"You're a fifty," he whispers before I pull his face up to kiss me. I hear strangled moans escaping his lips, and a sudden surge of confidence rush through my veins and down my spine. Suddenly, I know everything I need to do right now to make Harry want me even more.

(this is continued lol but i separated it bc i needed to get something out)