The Runaways {Larry Stylinson} - {BOOK 2}

Chapter One!

'This is so wrong.' Breathed Harry, as Louis attacked his neck with open mouth kisses, gripping the backs of his thighs tightly. Harry's hands pulled at Louis' messed up feathery hair.

'What does it matter Haz? We finally get what we want.' He whispered, grazing his teeth over Harry's creamy skin. Louis pulled away their noses almost touching as he grinned, as Harry's eyes opened once more.

'I know... It's wrong because you're taking control.' Harry murmured causing Louis to chuckle almost breathlessly. Harry smirked, soon gasping as Louis' hands squeezed the back of his things. He looked down to see a naughty, dark look in his eye.

'Jump Harry... Jump.' He whispered, pecking his lips softly. Harry's heart pounded, as he jumped up, wrapping his legs around Louis' muscled waist. Louis slammed them into the hard wooden door causing Harry to groan, but it was cut off, when Louis' lips pressed roughly against his, pushing Harry upwards more, so the boy was almost out of reach.

He couldn't bear not having Harry's lips against his. He knew this was wrong but he didn't care. No one had to know. It could be their secret. Louis pressed himself as close as could to Harry, keeping his body up, as his hands left the door, sliding up Harry jumper.

His tongue slid slowly across Harry's lips, causing his lips to part, Louis' tongue to sliding in between them, licking at his tongue softly, causing Harry to moan slightly at that strange feeling on the tip of his tongue. His hands were frantically dragging through Louis' hair, legs wrapping tighter, as his body was pushed more upwards, Louis' lips eagerly moving against his.

'L-Louis-'

'Shh... Let's move... Somewhere more comfortable.' Louis whispered against Harry's lips, panting. Their breath mixed together as both lads chest's were rising and falling heavily, smiles on their slightly puffy lips. Harry missed the feeling of Louis' lips against his, the older lads body slamming him into the wooden door.

Louis missed Harry's delicious lips. The feeling of Harry's body tensing and relaxing as his tongue flicked against the tip of Harry's. He spun round suddenly, causing a rather girlish squeal to leave Harry's lips, the taller lads arms suddenly wrapping round Louis' neck.

Louis grinned, chuckling as Harry's face was inches from his, eyes wide open. 'Very manly Haz. Should I be worried as to what I'm dealing with here?'

Harry blushed darkly, keeping a tight grip on Louis. Louis' heart swelled in his chest as he pecked Harry's lips, continuing to walk towards the living area of his small home. He loved how Harry's cheeks flared up red at the most simple things, his green eyes sparkling.

'That's not funny Louis! You'll be pretty damn surprised how manly I am.' Harry whispered, his voice deep and raspy. His eyes bore into Louis' as he was carried into the living area, eyes soon flickering to Louis' puffy red lips.

'I'm sure I will be.' Louis mumbled softly, pressing his lips to Harry's once more, but in a soft, more loving way than before. Louis closed his eyes, allowing the feelings from Harry's body being close to his, his soft lips on his to run over his body, blinding him from where he was walking.

Harry smiled against his lips soon, detaching them, squealing once more as the two flip over the arm of Louis' couch. Louis gasped as landed heavily on top of Harry, before a small laugh left his lips, head rested on Harry's rapid rising chest. He listened to Harry's heart beat.

Turning his head, he rested his chin just on the base of Harry's neck, causing the younger boy to look at him and laugh. He kept his legs round Louis' waist.