Words counted: 1843
By: orphan_account
Summary: "You're really pretty."
"Thanks Lou." Harry blushed. Louis couldn't help but smirk at the boy with flowers on his brown locks.
"Tell you what, If you let me fuck you into this mattress, I'll make you a new crown. Whichever flower you want. Colours and all." And Harry didn't need to be told twice before he started stripping.
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Louis really was what parents wanted their kids to stay away from. Smoking, Drinking, Tattoo clad, Cussing, Pierced, Smart asses. But did that stop Harry Styles? Nope. Oh hell no. The boy was certainly unique. He wore flowers in his hair. Either clips, or crowns, or maybe his mum wove them in the current day, But Louis' favorites we're the crowns.
What 90% of people didn't know, was that Harry and Louis shagged. A lot. And it was rather weird if they told people. Harry liked to identify Louis as his boyfriend, and Louis just liked to smirk, click his tongue and call him his 'babe'. And Harry was fine with that. He liked being Louis' 'Babe.' It suited him. But when they told people they were dating, people would just laugh. Mostly if Harry said it. If Louis said it, people would gawk at them. Nobody fucked with Louis. But people always fucked with Harry. And that led Louis to fuck Harry. In some cases at least.
The odd lovestruck duo were currently laying on Louis' bed. The walls painted a dark blue and messy. And Harry was cuddled into his shirtless boyfriend's side. And Louis had his arm wrapped around the flower-child of a 'babe' he had. They negotiated a bit. Louis wasn't much of a cuddle person. But Harry agreed he would listen to his new metal album if he got a cuddle out of it. And how could Louis say no to that? Harry might be clingy, but he had his cute moments that even Louis tried not to coo at.
After getting through half the screaming album, Louis watched as Harry traced circles around his belly button that Harry some reason loved so much.
"Hey Haz?" Harry hummed in reply, looking up at his boyfriend. "Can you put eyeliner on. I think you'd look really cute." Harry bit his inner lip and shook his head. "Aw babe come on. I'll let you cuddle me yeah? And I'll turn off the music." Harry sighed.
"Fine. But only a little!" Louis smirked as he went over to his desk, pulling open a drawer and getting out his eyeliner pencil.
"Yeah, Yeah whatever look up for me?" Harry sat on the edge of the bed and stared up at the ceiling as Louis drew black on his waterline and a bit underneath before tightlinging the rest. He moved to the other eye, switching back and forth between glances to get it perfect. And once he was done, he capped the pencil and put it back. "Kay your good." Harry blinked a couple times before looking at Louis. "Christ." Louis swore. He could already feel his jeans tightening.
"What? Did you draw on my face?!" Harry asked petrified. He shot up but Louis snagged him by the waist, forcing him to sit on his knee.
"You look fucking sexy Babe." Harry's cheeks burned pink as Louis peppered kisses onto his neck and shoulders "You're really pretty." He mumbled into the back of Harry's neck. Harry shivered at the vibrations and hot breath.
"Thanks Lou." Harry blushed. Louis couldn't help but smirk at the boy with flowers on his brown locks.
"Tell you what, If you let me fuck you into this mattress, I'll make you a new crown. Whichever flowers you want. Colours and all." And Harry didn't need to be told twice before he started stripping.
Louis grinned as Harry frantically pulled at the buttons of his tight jeans and Louis refused to have it. He yanked Harry by his front pockets towards him, causing him to nearly topple over. He stood, pressing his lips to the boy's and moving with nothing but absolute lust. His tongue forcing itself upon Harry and Harry responded with a muffled moan. Louis' hands slipping up Harry's black fitted tee. Yanking it up above the innocent boy's head, and tossing it onto the clothes littered floor as Harry held onto his crown.
