Atomic (your hair is beautiful) - Larry [complete]

Chapter 4

AN: Hi! Long time no update? That's because I really didn't like this chapter, still don't. The next one should be more fun! ^^

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His wrists were hurting from rope burn and his hands were numb because of it and his cock was hard in his briefs and, holy shit, Harry styles was just so horny and Louis was still tugging him along together with that damned fish tank. It definitely wasn’t one of Harry’s greater days. Definitely not.

The wanted criminal was humming ‘Cry me a river’, not even the Michael Bublé one, while pushing Harry into another room, still wandering in the depths of the Aquarium. It was a complete labyrinth. Or maybe Louis got lost on purpose to torture Harry even more, make him dizzy and tired. On top of it, they still hadn’t met any other human being, making Louis the only living thing within close distant that Harry could communicate with. If you don’t count the fish, that is. Hell, Harry had had some freakin’ sick communication with the lion fish only an hour ago! But that was not the point.

Harry groaned.

"Did you say something, Curly?" Louis asked cheerily.

"Why's no one here? Why hasn't anybody called the police?"

"Because I didn't want anyone here," Louis said matter-of-factly, "And for some odd reason the whole police squad went to Gibraltar for a week. Apparently there are monkeys over there."

Wow, Liam's detective skills really needed an upgrade. But, hey, monkeys!

When they finally got outside, Harry was baffled once more by the lack of life outside. He couldn’t spot one car in the parking lot. It even seemed that the birds had decided to hide and leave their nests in the oak trees who were smartly placed next to the entrance of the aquarium. Like, really, oak trees definitely breathed a very fishy atmosphere. Good idea, aquarium staff members. A+ for creativity and theme.  But that wasn’t the point either.

Suddenly Louis halted, making Harry bump into him. The feeling of the plump arse really didn’t help to get his stiffy go away, it rather caused the opposite effect. Harry was still having a blast day. Bless that boy.

“Three steps to the left, Curly,” Louis addressed him as he too took three to the left, dragging the fish tank along.

“Huh? What? Why?”

Harry still followed his order even though the lad never explained.

“He should be here in a minute,” was the only response, which indeed didn’t explain anything. At all.

Not even five seconds later, an orange mini cooper had come out of nothing and raced straight their way. It went fast. Like super-duper fast. Faster than -Wait, hold on...  It went too fast! It was going to hit them! They were going to get hit! They were going to get hit and Harry would die having a boner, tied to a glittering purple skipping rope!

Every time Harry thought it was the worst day ever, that nothing could possibly go worse, the gods must laugh at him, letting something happen that worsened his day even more. By the speed it currently was going, his whole family would be slaughtered at the end of the day. Not that Harry would notice that, because he'll die, tied to the fucking purple skipping rope.

As the vehicle approached, he closed his eyes shut out of fear. He didn't shriek like a little girl, though. No, he definitely didn't do that. Not at all.

A few seconds later it became clear that he hadn't died (halleluiah!) and hadn't been hit (halleluiah again!), but that he was still tied to the skipping rope (not so halleluiah). As Harry opened his eyes, he saw the orange mini cooper right in front of him. The sound of his little shriek must have been loud enough for him to shut out the brakes of the car. Not that he had shrieked. Not at all. The car apparently had turned and come to a stop not even a foot away of him. If he would have stood three steps to the right, he definitely would've been crushed to death.

"Come on. Get in, Curly," Louis demanded as he pushed the too big fish tank in the almost non-existent car trunk of the orange mini cooper. (What self-respecting bad-ass criminal even had an orange mini cooper?) Even though it should've been impossible, the tank managed to be put away and Louis came back to push Harry further down the back seat.

It wasn't until now that Harry noticed 'glad you came' blasting on the stereo. A blond kid, the driver probably, that is if the car didn't drive on itself, if cars could do that in the first place - anyway, the blond kid was singing along while eating a burrito while drawing a dick on the steering wheel. Boy, how that lad could Multi-task!

"Yo Lou, Harry," The kid beamed as he softened the music a bit so that Harry's ear drums didn't risk to pop anymore. Apparently the blond deemed it completely normal for Louis to bring someone along. And, wait, how did he even know Harry's name?

"Niall? What are you doing here? Weren't you on an internship to get a degree in cleaning at the police office?"

"Are you drunk, Curly?" Louis huffed as he manhandled Harry so Louis could sit on the curly-haired lad's lap, "You don't even need a degree to do that."

"Yes," Niall acknowledged, "Why would someone study for that. That's the weirdest shit I've ever heard!"

They simultaneously turned their eyes. If Harry wouldn't be so confused, he would've been almost frightened by the simultaneouslyness of it. Don't Judge Harry. One day, simultaneouslyness would become a word.

Louis hopped up and down a bit, wiggling his arse into Harry's lap. It became pure torture as Harry's cock became even harder. He gritted his teeth in annoyance.

"What're you doing?"

"Just trying to get comfortable," Louis chipped, but the smirk on his lips betrayed his real not-so-innocent motives. He wiggled again

"Can you close the door, Curly?"

Harry gave him a vexed look, then looked back at his tied hands, before going back to Louis.

"I really have to do everything myself," Louis cried out in annoyance, turning his eyes once again.

The moment Louis closed the door, the car not only took off racing away, but the aquarium also lit up in bright colourful flames. Because of the speed of the car (really how fast could a mini cooper go?) Harry didn't manage to get a good look of it, but no way in hell he had only imagined that.

"Did you just burn the aquarium down? How did you do that? You were sitting right here in the car?"

"It wasn't pretty enough," Louis muttered in a low voice, barely audible as he stared at the ceiling with squinted eyes. Harry wasn't even sure that counted as an answer.

And that was the end to that.