Fate ( L.S )

Chapter 6

After the insane day Louis had experienced, he was beyond exhausted. As he laid there, in the huge bed, his head placed on Niall's lap, Louis listened to his friend's soft breaths that came from his mouth. Niall looked down at him and gently caressed his cheek.

Louis thought about how much he had missed his friend, about how he had missed the blond boy, and about how he had matured during the years he had lived in Harry's tribe. But some things had not changed. Niall's bright blue eyes were still as bright as when he was a child. His hair was still in a soft fringe. His tiny frame was, well, still tiny - but not as tiny as Louis'.

Niall remembered how Louis would get teased about his height when they were younger. But the poor thing hadn't grown at all. The only thing that seemed to have grown has his bum.

Suddenly Harry entered the room. Niall almost jumped out the window in pure fright, but didn't because he didn't want to disturb Louis, who was laying comfortably on him. Niall had hoped that he could have left the room before Harry came in, but it was too late now.

"Niall? What are you doing here? And why are you lying with my Louis!" Harry demanded to know.

Niall was close to pissing his pants. It wasn't that he was afraid of Harry per say, he just knew that Harry was a special person. When they were younger, Harry would sometimes force Niall to play with him. Fortunately for Niall, it had stopped after he moved in with zayn and Liam.

"I-I can explain Harry!" Niall stuttered out. Harry folded his arms over his chest and tapped his large foot, indicating he was waiting for the explanation.

Niall responded quickly, "Louis and I are from the same tri-"

"Were," Harry rudely corrected, reminding the incompetent blond that they would never get back to that tribe again.

Niall had to hold back an eye roll before continuing. "We were from the same tribe, and we were best friends. Then he showed up here today, and I just missed him so so sooo much! I just had to speak to him, Harry. Please understand."Niall almost began sobbing again just thinking of all this time he had spent without his other half. He prayed to the gods that Harry would not separate them.

Harry seemed to be very deep in thought. "That explains the eyes," he mumbled, more to himself than anyone else.

"What?" Niall and Louis asked confused.

"You have the same eye colour. The tribes who are close to the sky are born with blue or grey eyes, while the tribes who are close to the deep jungle and earth are born with either green or brown eyes." He answered like it was basic knowledge.

Niall was stunned. What? He repeated in his head. He had never heard anything like this before. However, the information Harry provided did make since. Seeing as this tribe was placed deep in the jungle at the bottom of the island, while the tribe that he and Louis came from was placed at the top of the mountain, close to the sky, it also explained why he was the only blue-eyed person.

"Now get out!" Harry shouted, obviously annoyed that someone was lying in his bed with his future wife. Niall was out the door faster than you could spell his name. The now pleased Harry removed the cloth that covered his lower half and sat down on the edge of the bed thinking about how much better his life would be now. He will never be lonely again now that he has his precious Louis.

Harry lied down to sleep. He moved as close to Louis as he could get, not even asking for the small boy's permission. Harry spooned, placing his face in the boy's neck and sniffing the sweet fragrance that his tiny body produced. The scent calmed Harry so much, that within a few minutes he was fast asleep, dreaming of a future with Louis filled with their small blue and green eyed children.

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It was early when Louis opened his eyes, so blue that they put the shining sea to shame. He was welcoming the bright lights of the sun and the sound of birds chirping energetically.

Everything was peaceful until Louis felt the heavy weight of an arm snaked around his slim waist. he didn't dare move in fear of waking the warrior behind him. What to do, what to do? He thought. To move or not to move? Louis was working his brain to the max to try and find a solution the situation to getting out the large bed without waking the sleeping giant.

Too busy thinking, Louis didn't notice the man waking up. Upon feeling the large body shuffling around and hearing it making weird mumbling sounds, Louis completely froze, his entire body going stiff.

"Morning sunshine," Harry mumbled.

Louis was hoping he was talking to the sun.

Harry moved closer to Louis and hugged him tighter. And that's when Louis felt it.

The hard stick-like thing poking the curve of his bum.

Louis - not wanting to admit it - knew what it was. Harry possessed morning wood.

Harry seemed completely unfazed by it, almost as if he didn't even know what had happened to his body. Louis tried moving out of Harry's grip and away from this horrible situation, but that was probably one of the stupidest moves he could have made, because after he wiggled his bum, Louis suddenly heard a loud moan coming from the horny giant.

Louis froze completely again, wanting nothing more than to cry. "Uuhhh, Loueeeh! That feels good." Harry purred in delight, totally aroused.

Harry wanted to feel the warmth of Louis' smooth curved skin again and again. This was what married people did right? That's what his dad had told Harry when he was younger. And god it felt so good having Louis close to him, having Louis' hot body brush against his cock instead of his own cold hand.

Harry liked this, liked having someone so close to him. He continued humping Louis, seeking his own release. Harry couldn't stop. He was so close, he kept grinding against his tiny mate, and moaning until he finally came. His orgasm hit him so hard that his toes curled and his head fell back when, cum painting Louis' bum completely white.

Harry was panting loudly while he came down from his high. He slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed the entire time. The warrior felt so relaxed lying next to Louis after the best orgasm of his life. Gods, it was an amazing feeling.

He hugged Louis tighter smiled to himself, but the smile turned into a frown when he heard Louis crying.

"Lou? what's wrong?" Harry didn't understand what was wrong, they had such a lovely time a few moments ago.

"I-I didn't like that Harry!" Louis sobbed.

Harry instantly felt guilty. The greatest thing to have happened to him in a long time, was something that had made Louis cry. Harry wanted to pull his own hair out and scream at himself. He quickly stood up from the bed yelling, "Stupid! Stupid! Bad Harry! Bad Harry!"

The grown man smacked himself hard in the face multiple times. Louis was shocked by the strange reaction, and quickly took Harry's hands away from his face to make him stop hitting himself. Even though Harry had hurt him, Louis didn't want him hurting himself.

"No! No, Harry stop!" Louis screamed.

Harry looked up from behind his curtain of curls, tears running down his cheeks like small rivulets. Louis tugged at Harry's wrist to get him to come closer. Harry kept looking down, but still let Louis lead him forward.

Louis wrapped his arms around the large man, and gave Harry a much needed hug.

"I'm sorry Lou! I promise I won't ever do it again," the man sobbed heartbrokenly. "I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorrrrryyyy. Please, just don't leave me."

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