I walked inside and my brother was sitting there waiting "Who was that?" "Oh just a new student that came to our school, his name is Louis." Harry kind of grinned "You mean Louis, Louis Tomlinson. My boyfriend Louis?" I thought about it and I knew I recognized his from somewhere but just not with all the tattoos and piercings. Oh god what was he doing in my school and how's come I just realize he was from my brothers band? And my brothers boyfriend. "Yeah actually, I didn't recognize him with all of his tattoos." "Oh well I'm going over to Louis's house so, do whatever I guess."
Harry's POV
"What the bloody hell is wrong with you Lou!!!!" Louis looked at me like I was an idiot "You know what I mean Louis!" "Alright I went to your brothers school and protected him, so what?" "You didn't just protect him you flirted, I know it because of the look in Marcel's eyes when he walked inside. I know you have that type of effect on people." Louis smirked god he was so annoying, couldn't he tell I was being serious. Louis stood up and tried to go to the kitchen but I pushed him down onto the bed. I crawled on top of him kissing his neck, it was my favorite place to kiss someone because it made me feel in control. At this point we were nude, Louis rolled me over to the bottom he inserted his member into my arse making me moan he gave me a minute to adjust until he thrusted again. "Oooh Louis." I moaned. He rolled over panting "Wow Hazz." "Same to you Louis." I winked.
Louis's POV
I got up and put my trousers on, then Harry left back to his house. I love Harry a lot but I can't stay away from Marcel, I have to protect him. I decided to walk over and talk to Marcel. I knocked at the door "Oh hey Lou what are you doing here so late?" "Can I talk to Marcel, I uh I need help uhm measuring my...... Table." Harry shrugged "Alright, MARCEL DOOR!" Marcel came down the steps his hair was messy not all nice like usual, it was kinda hot. "Hey Louis what do you need?" I knew Harry was behind the corner listening, it's what he does when Eleanor has to come over. "Hey Marcel I just needed help uhm measuring my table." "Oh alright let me go get my tape measure." "No need, I brought mine." Marcel shrugged and grabbed his coat. "The real reason I came over was because I wanted to talk." "Oh okay so what do you new to talk about Louis." I thought about it why did I come over? I hadn't really ever conversated with Marcel before, what would I even talk about? "The decimal for Pi is 3.14 Louis." "Oh no no its not about math." Marcel looked confused "Then what about?" I took the glasses from Marcel's face "Hey give me my gla........." I kissed him, straight on the lips, Marcel's hands lowered around my neck and I ran my fingers through his smooth brunet hair. I let a moan escape from the back of my throat, I thought to myself 'Louis pull away, Louis pull away!" it kept repeating in my head 'You're with Harry, not Marcel!' I pulled away. I was with Harry but Marcel was so similar yet so different "I uh..... I'm sorry Marcel." I said rubbing the back of my neck anxiously "No no it's fine Louis. I know I look similar to my brother." He did but there was something different about him, I just couldn't put my finger on it. "I uhm, I have to go now, it's getting late." I sighed "No Marcel, please don't go." "I'm sorry Louis." he said walking further away from my grasp. "But I love you." I whispered, falling to my knees. Why did I have to be in love with my boyfriends brother.
Marcel's POV
I closed the door locking it behind me, I leaned against it sighing. Why had I let him kiss me, why? My brothers boyfriend kissed me, why me out of all people. Why had I let him take over me like that?
