Daddy as Fuck

1.8

All Harry wanted was a text or call back but it wasn't happening. Every time Harry went next door, Luke informed Harry that Louis was still unsure of his feelings and that he needed Harry to stop bothering him.

Harry finally just waited by the front doors one morning as he knew Louis worked until five in the morning on most weekends.

"Harry?" Louis said as he got off the elevator and approached the door, bag held tight in his hands. "Why are you just standing outside my door?"

"For you," Harry said. "I'm going to stand here until you give me an answer."

Louis let out a sigh, shaking his head. "It's been two weeks. I think the answer is a little obvious, Harry."

"Please, Louis-"

"I have a boyfriend now, Harry. Well... Not officially, but I went on a date and it went very well. We planned another."

"You went on a date without officially accepting or denying my offer?" Harry asked, body seeming to deflate.

Louis rolled his eyes as he inserted his keys in the door, stepping inside his dark apartment. Luke was at Jesy's for the weekend.

"Harry," Louis started as the man followed him in, "You want sex and sex alone. You are not capable of giving me love and I'm sorry but that's what I need. We are getting older every day and I cannot be victim of a friends with benefit relationship."

"I told you that I want to date-"

"Prove it," Louis says firmly, turning to look Harry in the eyes. "Prove that you want my heart. I cannot trust you until you prove it."

Harry nodded in understanding. "Okay. I will do it. Let me stay with you now. No sex. We just hang out."

Louis was hesitant, but he nodded an agreement. "Okay. But don't try anything."

"I won't," Harry says, heading back to Louis's room. The older sighed but followed, setting his things down as Harry stripped from his shirt and shoes.

Louis felt a sudden find overwhelm him because he knew Harry so well. "You can take your pants off. Know you don't like clothes."

Harry smiled in soft appreciation. Louis was honestly so amazing. He nodded and took off his jeans as well while Louis went to the closet, changing into leggings and a tee that was once his mum's. It was ragged and old and had long lost the sense of his mother but it's not like he remembered much of it anyways.

Louis then turned the television on and plopped into the bed with Harry, though he kept his distance.

"Did you have sex with him? The guy you went on a date with?" Harry asked suddenly.

"No," Louis replied without looking at the lad. "I normally don't fuck someone I just met."

Harry sighed softly. "I didn't accuse you of that. I wanted to know because... Well, I want to be able to call you mine soon, Louis and I just don't want anyone else to have the chance of taking you from me."

"Ashton could easily take you from me," Louis hissed, irritated that Harry brought the subject up again. "I don't want to talk about this. I want you to stop fucking-"

Harry pressed his lips to Louis's and the older cried out in surprise, trying to push Harry away. "Harry," he mumbled, but not in a sexual way. He wanted Harry away from him. "Stop! Stop it!" He tried to pull away but Harry's grip was tight in his body.

Louis sobbed brokenly as Harry's lips found his neck. "Harry, no, please stop!"

"You want this," Harry said but Louis cried out again, shaking his head.

"Please stop, please!" Everything had disappeared from Louis's mind and was replaced by panic. "Please don't rape me!"

Harry tensed up and moved away immediately, eyes wide. "Louis.... I'm sorry. Baby, I wasn't going to do that, I thought you were just... I'm sorry."

Louis's hand was over his mouth and he flinched from Harry's touch when the younger lad's hand found his arm.

"Don't touch me!" He screamed out, pushing himself away.

Harry's eyes widened. "Louis. I'm sorry. I would never rape you, baby, that is beyond insane-"

Louis sobbed and was suddenly clinging to Harry. Harry had no idea what to do with the bipolar mess in his arms except to hold him- hold him while he had him.

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Liam sighed as he sat on his bed, Niall's head in his lap as he brushed his fingers through the blond hair of his fiancé's.

"I'm worried about Louis," Liam said quietly. "He was so in love with Harry. It's scary to think that he may never feel that way again."

Niall sighed a bit. "He went to work today?"

"Yes. It was his first day out of his house in a while. He just told his boss he'd been sick. He still isn't doing so well," Liam explained.

Niall let out his own sad sigh, rubbing a hand over Liam's stumbled jaw. "That's so sad. I'm glad I have you in my life, Liam, and that you love me back."

Liam smiled sadly back at the boy, leaning down to kiss the boy. "Always, baby. You'll always have me. Maybe Louis will come to his senses soon and realize that he's too good for Harry."

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In case you didn't get it, Louis lied about going in a date! Liam gave that away but it may not be too obvious.

Don't worry my next update is coming Tuesday, I'm back on schedule with this book at least because it's always short chapters and it's nearly finished.

I haven't made a permanent decision on whether to make the ending happy or sad or neutral so be prepared for anything.

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