I Do | LS

8. L

Song Of The Chapter: Don't Speak by Eagles Of Death Metal

Later that night, the boys and I were at our hotel. We were going to split in groups of two, but then Eleanor showed up and we decided it was best to have different rooms.

Eleanor greeted me when I walked into our hotel room, "Hello, gorgeous. I missed you."

I smiled and wrapped my arms around her small figure, "I missed you too, but I'm going to use the bathroom really quick. Don't have too much fun without me."

"The fun hasn't even begun yet, baby," her flirtatious giggled filled through out the room as I closed the door.

I decided my time alone with Eleanor was going to be great. She would be treated like a princess, and then do the same in return for me. Favor for a favor.

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The room was quiet, other than the sounds of our heavy breathing. Eleanor straddled me as she sucked on my throat, and my hands roamed her petite body. She quietly laughed when my hard on hit the curve of her butt.

"I just want to fuck you so bad," I whispered in her ear and grabbed her ass as she squealed, "I've been so lonely these past couple days with nothing to do. I missed you."

She glanced up at me with a cheeky smile, "But now we're together, and I'm ready for you."

I slipped off her shirt and bra, and began to kiss all over.

"Boo bear," she whsipered in my ear as her fingers ran through my hair.

A smile grew on my face but then shortly died because all I could think was Harry. That used to be his nickname for me. I used to be his boo bear, his love, his life. It was great; so great that sometimes I genuinely miss it.

"Good morning, boo bear," Harry's raspy voice whispered from beside me. His arms were wrapped around my torso and his head rested against the back of my neck. He gave a small kiss on my skin. It was simple and innocent, the kind where you're truly in love and don't have to force it.

I rolled onto my side so I could face Harry. His wild mane of curls poked out in every direction. The features on his face were gentle just like a baby's and he just barely passed my height. Just recently he started walking around like he was all that, simply because he was slightly taller than me. When in reality he was only 17 and just a big baby - but he was my baby and I loved him.

"Morning, my love." I smiled contently. He seemed to be in a daydream so I nudged him, "What are you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about how good it is to be here with you, and what I would be without you. You're my everything, Louis, and I'm so glad we met. I never knew what true love was before I met you."

"Oh, Harold, you're so sweet, you know?"

He rolled his eyes, "I'm trying to sentimental and that's how you repay me. Gee, thanks boo."

Harry got up and began to walk away, but I jumped up and threw myself on his back. He nearly fell forward but managed not to, and we both started laughing.

"I know you were being sentimental, Haz, and I love you for trying your best," I smiled and kissed his neck.

"Louis?" Harry mumbled.

"Hm?" I nuzzled nose into his hair and sighed happily.

"You won't ever leave me, will you?"

I hopped off his back and stood in front of him, "Why would you ask such a thing, Har?"

"Reassurance," he shrugged, "that you'll love me forever."

I placed both hands on his face, and made him look at me, "Don't ever think I wouldn't love you, Harry. You're my one and only true love. Every time I see you, I get light headed from being so happy. And every time we kiss, little sparks fly. At concerts, I hate being away from you. I loath it. You're the first person I want beside me when things go bad, or when there's exciting news. From the moment the piss incident happened at auditions, I could tell there would be chemistry between us."

He stared deep into my eyes, "So, what you're telling me is that..."

"What is it?"

"If I pee on you again, there's going to be more chemistry?"

"Don't be ridiculous," I rolled my eyes.

Harry chuckled and went in for a kiss.

I scrambled away from the bed and gaped at Eleanor. Something didn't feel right and I needed a moment to think about all the options. She laid there, half naked, and for some reason I was not turned on at all. My excitement for her had been drained.

"I have to, uh..." I scratched the back of my neck and began to walk away.

"Babe-" she whined and crawled to me, but I opened the hotel door and slipped out. Harry was the only person I needed right now, whether he liked it or not. So I found his room and knocked on the door. Almost instantly, he answered.

"What?" He sneered.

"Can we talk?" I asked, keeping my head down nervously

"So you can insult my love for you, again?"

I shook my head sullenly.

"Make it quick," he mumbled and strode inside.

I tip toed in and shut the door behind me. Once he sat down, I began to talk.

"First of all, I wanted to apologize. You don't deserve being hurt, so I'm sorry I hurt you earlier. I should have never bothered you and denied our past relationship. I know I've also kind of fucked up our friendship so I'm also sorry for that. Maybe lately I've just been so focused on the fact that I now have a wife, that I felt as though I was only supposed to care for her. Almost as if nothing else mattered. Nothing. You know, I barely even talked to the boys at the reception because El had me so focused on her. She's continuously luring me in and there's no stop. She's controlling me, Harry. I told you before that I would never leave you, and I did. I left you like an ugly duckling, and you never said a word. You just sat back and accepted it. You don't deserve this, Har. You deserve so much better than me and our failing friendship. Or has it already failed?"

He stood back up and slowly made his way in front of me. All I could do was stare at his preciousness - what I didn't deserve. His height was overpowering and I was at loss of words. Harry must've sensed that I was overwhelmed with emotion, because he cautiously - as if I would tell on him - wrapped his arms around my frame. His head gently sat on top of mine.

Harry's reactions and personal emotions were also starting to confuse me.

He didn't look at me once but said, "I loved you, Louis. And I still do."

[a/n: it's been a while, I have no excuses. But I hope you enjoyed! please comment and vote. love you - xxlarryschildxx]