cocktails | larry ✔️

twenty-one

pilots.

*is stressed out*

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harry invited liam and niall to come over in the evening. he doesn't want to go to work tomorrow and he can't be in his office without thinking about louis riding him or sucking him off.

such a tragic drama he has got himself into there.

he is lost in louis and it doesn't seem to ever stop.

where ever harry goes, louis is already there. on his mind, in his head.

he can't do anything without thinking about louis.

worrying about how things will be when louis goes to a public school.

one side of harry's head feels guilty about being jealous. and the other one is the one being absolutely jealous, screaming about how louis can't go to school because sooner or later he will find someone better than harry. someone who can give him what he wants. what ever this might be.

harry needs distraction from all of these apocalyptic thoughts and that's why he invited liam and niall and made his servant go shopping for a nice dinner.

right now harry stands in the kitchen, cook book in hand, brows furrowed while he whisks something.

louis is in his room. probably working on something creative. 

"apples, apples..." harry murmurs and looks around for them. he needs apples. what the hell. who would put apples in a dish like that.

but on the other hand: sometimes things you think would never match, match the best.

harry is lost again.

he'd never thought louis and him would match. never.

never in a million years.

they are so different.

but perfect for each other.

or is this just harry being foolishly in love?

he finds the apples, peels and cuts them. after that the fruits land in the oven with the other things.

"cheese after twenty minutes." harry tells himself while looking at the receipt.

he lays the cook book on the counter and cleans up. he needs to do things to not think about louis.

liam texts harry after that. asking him if niall and him need to dress up. if they go out or stay in.

harry tells him they are staying at his (louis' and his) house because he cooked dinner.

liam seems surprised but says okay, they will be on time.

or try to be because niall is a lazy shit who never cares about being on time and laughs at liam for hurrying.

niall told harry when liam is hurrying he has this cute grumpy face.

liam doesn't think it's cute though.

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louis sits on the floor in front of his closet. his legs don't seem to be in the standing mood.

he needs to find something to impress the guests. even though it's only harry and his friends, who already know louis.

louis wants to have all eyes on him. all of the attention.

he wants to stick out. even though they are only four people.

he looks at all the nice clothes harry and him bought him. some of them were presents and some of them were things louis bought with harry's amazon account.

"louis, why another shirt? why another cap? stop spending my money like that!"

"I needed that. and i'm bored." pout.

harry can't stay something mean to a pouting louis.

he gave louis a few spanks and everything was fine again.

(and well, harry changed his password.)

louis called him at work one time to ask for the new one and harry refused and told him not to buy anything.

louis pouted again but harry couldn't see because he was at work. sad world.

and now there are so many cute and extravagant clothes in front of louis and he really needs an outfit. but it seems impossible for him to find something.

because all he can think about is harry. harry's hair and his tail and his ears. and his cock which must be big.

very big. and louis wants to touch everything of harry.

he whines quietly and presses his eyes closed. he can't think like that. it's stupid to get his hopes up high when he knows harry can't have a relationship and even when he could have one it certainly won't be with an broken 20 year old boy, who he rescued from the streets.

sometimes louis has those thoughts. then he thinks about what would have been now when harry didn't help him.

maybe he would be starved. and cold. or even dead.

who can tell? even though he survived all those years why shouldn't he have decided to give just that year?

maybe he would have been freezing in some park and then lay down. he would have just closed his eyes and told himself: well, it's okay, i would never have a future anyway.

but that wasn't the case. the case was that a cat hybrid saved him from all this. gave him a home and support. even love and security.

harry gave louis's a life again. a good one. a nice one. and louis couldn't be more grateful.

"things to wear." he mumbles. he really doesn't want to cry right now because when he started crying now he would have to run to harry and tell him why he was crying. and then he would sit in harry's lap, get rocked like an upset toddler and shushed. maybe harry would even sing for him.

but he can't do that right now because he is naked and harry is cooking.

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i'm writing in german again! if you'd like to read my new story go to my profile and click on my work "centuries"!! :) i'm really exited for this one.

and yeah today is power update day yeahyyy so get ready for a few more chapters.

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jamie xx