The wrong choice (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 6

Warning: Sexual content.

Harry's p.o.v

The following weeks everything went back to normal. Almost at least. He and Louis acted like they always had, messing around, flirting jokingly on stage etc. The only thing that was different was that they didn't cuddle anymore. Every time Harry got too close, Louis would tense up and act all weird as if he was uncomfortable with being close to Harry. Harry was pretty sure it had to do with what happened that night, he had clearly overstepped the line even if Louis never mentioned it. What confused him was that Louis had seemed to enjoy it as much as Harry had, but perhaps he'd just imagined it because he wanted it to be true. He was still in love with Louis, every time the boy made a joke he couldn't help laughing louder than everybody else. And he had caught himself staring at Louis for a little too long many times. He thinks Zayn might have noticed, at least he sends meaning looks Harry's way whenever things like that happens.

Louis' p.o.v

Louis was confused. He did not have feelings for Harry. Definitely not. He's not even gay. And he loves Eleanor. He really do. She's so sweet and... yeah a really sweet girl. Sure Harry is brilliant, adorably deep and romantic, funny, so genuine and kind to the fans, and he always seem to brighten Louis' mood. He loves him, yeah, but only as a friend. But then he started to think about that night. Harry's gentle touches, his lips on his neck and how it had given him goosebumps all over his body. Surely that's normal right? When someone touches you like that? It had nothing to do with the fact that it happened to be Harry who touched him like that. Still a little voice in his head enlightened him that he never had felt like that with El. And whenever Harry touched him it felt like electricity through his body. He didn't use to feel that way, seriously what is wrong with him?

"Louis! Are you ready to leave?"

"Coming!"

It was Liam who shouted. They were backstage, after a concert in Stockholm. The Swedish fans were incredible. All fans were of course, but the Swedish ones were very loud, screaming like crazy. Ironically they were also the shyest fans when it came to asking for photos and autographs.

In the taxi to the hotel he got seated next to Harry and he could feel how tense they both were. Still Louis had this strong impulse to touch him, he missed the physical contact they used to have.

Harry and Louis was sharing a room. On their way from the car none of them said a word. It was dark in their hotel room and they didn't bother turning the lights on, so when Louis turned around after hanging his jacket he accidentally bumped right into Harry. The physical contact sent shivers down his spine and they both stiffened.

"Sorry," Louis whispered.

Harry looked at him like he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. He looked stunning in the moonlight sipping in from the window. Louis couldn't stop himself. All of a sudden his mouth was on Harry's and his body pressed him up against the wall. He didn't know where it came from, and he didn't care either because it felt fucking amazing. Harry seemed to be in shock for a few seconds, before eagerly starting to kiss Louis back. Their hands roamed over all body parts they could reach, hips grinding and soon enough their tongues were far into each other's mouths. It was hot and almost desperate. Like they had never needed anything more in their life than each other in this very moment.

Harry pushed Louis towards the bed and they fell on top of each other, mouths still attached. Harry tugged on Louis' shirt and Louis gladly lifted his arms so Harry could take it off. They tumbled around in the bed, kissing and taking their own and each other's clothes off until they were both in their pants, a full hard on already. Louis was now on top of Harry, and he experimentally moved his hand from Harry's stomach down to his covered dick which earned a gasp from the boy. He put a little more pressure on it and watched with pleasure how Harry started panting slightly, from his touch only. He teasingly slowly took of the boy's pants and let Harry's cock spring free. He planted sweet kisses on Harry's thigh and up towards his hip where he started to suck a love bite. He loved how Harry's hips were almost a little curvy, like a woman's. Not until Harry begged him to do something he moved his mouth towards his dick, licking on the underside of his length. When he wrapped his whole mouth around it Harry immediately bucked his hips up and Louis almost gagged a little. He gently held his hips down and a strained "sorry" came from the boy's lips. Harry clutched the sheets and bit his lip to keep from moaning loud but it didn't help. Louis could hear it anyway and it send jolts of pleasure to his dick. He bobbed his head up and down and used his hand where he couldn't reach (Harry was fucking huge okay?). He suddenly remembered an old interview where he jokingly had hinted about being a "ball licker" even though he very well understood that the interviewer had meant a bowl licker. However it gave him an idea and he replaced his mouth on Harry's cock with his hand, just to start licking his balls and Harry whined. Actually fucking whined. It didn't took long before he came on his own chest. While Harry was recovering from his high, Louis fetched his shirt from the floor and used it to wipe him off. He was still hard and just when he was about to touch himself, Harry pushed his hand away and murmured "my turn." Louis swallowed. "Okay" he wispered back.

Harry shifted a bit and then actually pulled Louis' pants down with his fucking teeth! Then his mouth was around Louis and shit it was probably the best feeling Louis had ever felt in his life. Better than any blowjob he'd recieved from any girl (only two, but still). Harry's mouth was warm and wet. Louis didn't know what to do with his hands so he grabbed Harry's hair and pulled which made the boy groan with pleasure. Something that caused a vibration to Louis dick and Jesus fuck it felt so good. Then Harry deep throated him like a pro and Louis felt himself reaching his orgasm. "Haz... I'm gonna... Ugh...come" Louis warned, struggling to speak properly. "Mhm" was all he got for an answer and when Harry licked across his split it was enough to send him over and he spilled into Harry's mouth. Harry swallowed it all.

Harry came up to lie next to him. "Jesus Christ." Louis outburst after catching his breath. Harry just snuggled closer to him and wrapped his arms around him, planting a kiss to his shoulder. And so they fell asleep, exhausted in each other's arms once again. This time naked.

So, smut happened... Finally!! What did you think? It's my first time writing so naturally my first time writing smut as well. Anyways hope it was okay! And sorry for not posting in a while, I didn't have the time or the energy but I'll try to be better at updating...