LARRY. In which an innocent boy named Louis is accused of murder and sentenced to jail. He never anticipated to meet the love of his life, bad boy Harry Styles in prison.
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Harry frowned at the smaller boy, reaching across his lap to the television remote, turning the TV off.
"Hey! I was watching that Harry."
Harry merely frowned harder, his beautiful face moulding into a confused, hurt and jealous expression. "Lou, who is he." The confused lad made sure to emphasise the last word.
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Louis didn't answer. Instead, he groaned exasperatedly; the curly-haired man didn't like his manner. "What's with the attitude? I can't ask where my boyfriend stayed for a week?" Harry rose his voice. He continued, "I thought we never kept secrets, Lou." His voice tapered off at the end of his sentence.
"No Haz it's nothing bad I-I just know what you're like when you get jealous." The small caramel haired boy sat on his knees on the couch as he turned his body to directly face Harry, who was still frowning and now pouting. "I didn't want you to get jealous babe." Louis finished his sentence once he had made himself comfortable on the couch.
Harry released an animalistic grown before taking hold of Louis' hips and manhandling him, so he was straddling him on the sofa. Louis squealed at the unanticipated action. "Who. Is. He." Harry held Louis' waist tightly as if he was afraid Louis would leave again.
"My boss, Calum." Louis squeaked a reply. "I-I work with him all day, every day, Haz, we are good friends." Harry took a deep breath in before snuggling into the area where Lou's head met his neck.
"He better be fucking ugly," Harry mumbled. Louis bit his lip, "umm."
From that one word, Harry knew that Calum was attractive. The taller man sat up looking Louis in the eye, jealousy flashing through his pupils before he stood up, holding onto Louis, balancing him on his hip.
"Haz what are you doing," Louis questioned as the said man began walking towards the bedroom, eventually tossing Louis onto the bed. The curly haired man pulled at Louis's legs until they were dangling over the edge of the bed and his back was against the mattress.
"You gotta quit your job. You're only allowed to work with ugly people." Harry said as he leant over Louis holding his arms above his head kissing up and down his neck.
Louis giggled, squirming in Harry's hold, recognising his boyfriend was still jealous but no longer angry or hurt.
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier Haz." The latter looked up at the small boy below him. Neither man said anything; Harry merely connected his plump lips with Louis' thinner lips a silent reminder that he still loved him.
"But seriously I'm coming to work with you tomorrow before my modelling shoot in the afternoon and am going to make sure this Calum guy knows you're taken." Harry kissed Louis again before he continued, "taken by a strong, handsome, rugged, sexy..." Before he could say more, Louis laughed loudly pushing him off of him.
"Oh shut up you wanker!"
Both boys laughed.
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The following day Louis woke up with a smile on his face, however, that smile quickly faded. This was the day he was dreading. Not because Harry would meet Calum, no, that was fine; Harry would quickly realise that Calum was no threat.
But because today Harry would be attending his first photo shoot, and he was modelling in Calvin Klein boxers, with three half naked girls near him. All while Louis would be at work.... anything could happen, and that scared Louis.
