Louis started to lean in or maybe Harry was just imagining it, but when his forehead and nose was touching Louis' and Louis' lips ghosting over his he knew that he wasn't imagining it.
"Haz were back!" his sister yelled making Louis jump back. He can't believe he was about to kiss Marcel. Harry looked at him wide eyed and started to get up, but Louis pulled him back. Louis leaned in again, his forehead on Harry’s. Harry tried to pull away, but Louis grabbed his neck and kissed him.
‘Why is Louis kissing me? And why am I enjoying it? No, I am not enjoy it, I hate him.’ Harry thought as he sat frozen with Louis’ lips placed onto his, unmoving. They stayed like that for who knows how long until Louis started moving his lips. He loves the feeling of Marcel’s lips on his.
Harry on the other hand didn’t know what to do. He wants to push Louis off, the thought of kissing him again disgusts him, but at the same time he wants to kissing him back and get same electrifying feeling he got when he was forced to kiss the boy earlier. So that’s what he did.
He knows its wrong to be kissing Louis. One Louis is his bully and two he has a boyfriend, who used to be his best friend, but at the moment he doesn’t care. He doesn’t like Louis of course… he just likes the feeling he gets when he kisses him, nothing more.
“Hazzy! Get down here Nick and I brought food!” Gemma yelled from downstairs startling the boys. They jumped apart and looked at each other with wide eyes.
Louis just kissed Marcel. Harry kissed Louis back. Louis loved the feeling. So did Harry. Louis has a boyfriend that he cheated on, again. Harry wants a faithful relationship with Nick. Louis wants to make Marcel his little toy. Harry wants to be more than Nick’s friend.
***
Harry woke up the next day with a groan and a whine. After he and Louis had kissed, Gemma had started to come up stairs making Louis panic. Louis looked around and saw a window. They were on the first floor so he ran to the window and jumped out, after giving Harry a peck on the lips.
Harry shook the thoughts out of his head and sighed, Nick went home yesterday and he was very disappointed that he didn’t get to spend anytime with Nick because of Louis.
Louis. Louis confuses Harry so much. Louis is his bully. Bullies don’t kiss their victims, it just doesn’t happen unless it’s in a stupid fanfiction or some other made up story. Harry groans as he gets up and feels the cold, morning air surround his naked body. He hurries to the bathroom and turns on a hot shower.
He brushed his teeth before going in and sighing with pleasure. He loves extremely hot showers even if it burns his skin, it relaxes him. He washed his body and hair before walking into his room. He looked at his phone and saw he had 20 minutes to get ready and get to school. He had been in the shower for an hour. He hurried around his room and threw the first clothes he could find. Thankfully they took the school uniforms away and this was the first day to wear whatever they wanted.
He put on a white v-neck with a jean jacket and a pair of black skinny jeans. He couldn’t find his glasses so he put his contacts in. He threw a blue beanie and his brown boots on and ran out of the door. He had no choice, but to run threw the allies, looking like he was scared when in reality he didn’t give a flying fuck about it. When he saw the school he had 15 minutes to spare so he walked the rest of the way.
