Uncovered {Larry Stylinson}-AU

S E V E N T E E N

Okay so this will change POVs! I have a plan. You'll see why Harry gets so angry and hopefully it won't be too confusing but I will tell you now okay? So anything in italics in Harry's POV is what his father said to him, most people have already kind of figured out from the last chapter as to what could have happened to Harry!

Anyway I'm a boring person so I'll leave you to read!

With love

~Libby xxx

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~Louis' POV

I bit my lip roughly, closing my eyes tightly. I could not let this happen. I was not ready for such things to happen to me. My mother always told me; You have to know in your heart if you love them enough to let them take you to a whole new level.

I know for sure that this would never be love. I keep asking myself of course that it could well be one day but it just does not seem like it could be. Something terrible happened to him, that he could never erase. It made him who he is and he cannot seem to wipe that out of his mind.

I swallowed thickly, when I felt his soft finger tip press into the left corner of my lips, his breath on my ear, the combined feelings causing me to whimper softly.

"First off... We start here." He whispered, his soft, slightly wet lips, brushing my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. My blood was rushing to my cheeks, as he rubbed his thumb over my bottom lip softly, causing my lip to tremble.

"Then we go here."

I shuddered at his touch. I could not stop myself from squirming underneath him. He was hardly touching me. I guess it is the whole anticipation... The nerves and the fear of where he is going with this. The touch was intensified with my eyes being closed, but I just could not will myself to open my eyes, terrified to see the wild green eyes that one moment I love looking in... The next hating.

I felt his curls, brush softly over my cheek, his teeth nibbling at my ear, his tongue flicking out, licking quickly at the skin just before my ear. I bit down on my lip roughly, swallowing the moan that was slowly creeping up my throat. I lifted my shoulders off of the table underneath me, my lower legs stiffening as they hung uselessly over the edge.

I breathed out a shaky sigh as I felt his lips leave my skin, his thumb pressing softly into my bottom lip. He was rested on his elbow, long fingers playing with the soft wisps of my hair. I squeezed my eyes closed tighter, nerves building up in my stomach.

My head was just a mess of jumbled up words. I was not quite sure what anything meant at that moment in time, my chest heaving, my mouth running dry. I could practically feel the heat of his piercing grew eyes through my eyelids. I so desperately wanted to open my eyes. To blink. To allow the tears I could now feel prickle them.

"Open your eyes Lou. I want to see them. I want to see you staring at me... I want to see you watch me." He growled, causing me to flinch. I heard him chuckle. It was such a dull... Lifeless sound. I slowly cracked my eyes open, looking up at him through my sticking eyelashes. I gulped when I realised how close he was to me.

I jumped, tensing, as I felt one blunt nail run down my throat. I gulped loudly, wincing as his short nail ran over my bruised Adams Apple. I could see him smirking through my eyelashes, lowering slightly again, his finger gliding up and down my throat causing, unbearable tingles to rush through my pinned body.

"This place is my favourite. It really gets them squirming." He stated, his smirk deepening as I whined, the feelings torturing my body. I tried not to move, I begged my body not to react. Begged it not to make that statement true, but I found myself trying to slide my body from under him. "Seems as if it works on everyone." He finished, his voice in a humorous pitch, causing the butterflies to erupt in my stomach.