Two Different Worlds - Punk Louis x Marcel -

F I F T E E N

A/N :

PLEASE READ!!! -- I have started a new fanfic. It's Larry Stylinson aswell, and I'm very excited for it. It's called Hurt And Afraid and it's on my profile. So if you like this book, you might like it also.

Also, I've just joined band and it's middle of the year so I have to learn my instrument and practice for our concert so please bear with me if updates get slow.

Thank you! <3

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"Hey hazz?" Louis calls from the couch in his small flat he shares with his dad, waiting for an answer from the younger boy in the kitchen.

"Yeah?"

"A few friends want me to go hang out tonight. That okay with you?" Louis looks up at Harry who nods, smiling.

They share a small kiss, which still pops fireworks around them. Louis deepens the kiss, pulling Harry around to his lap, causing the younger to wrap his legs around Louis' waist, and his arms around his neck.

Harry is able to feel Louis' mouth open slightly, his hot breath turning Harry on as the older slid his tongue across Harry's bottom lip,, almost begging for entrance, which the boy allowed, letting the older's tongue slip around, exploring the slightly familiar taste and sensation.

Louis's tongue worked slow, earning a few quiet moans from Harry, who enjoyed the feel for a few minutes then stepped up, moving closer to his fiancee as he rubbed his own tongue agains Louis'.

The older boy let out a moan, his tongue fighting against Harry's for dominance.

He placed his small hands on Harry's hip, gripping them to pull him and his mouth closer and in a matter of minutes, Harry gave up, letting Louis win.

Louis began pulling up Harry's shirt, kissing the bare skin, leaving a few dark marks.

Then the doorbell rang.

Harry groaned, pushing his shirt back down as he hopped up off of Louis' lap, and he looked through the small hole on the door.

"Its your friends." Harry states and kisses Louis gently as he slips on some shoes.

"Ill see you later, baby."

"Call me if you get too drunk?"

Louis just nodded before leaving.

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It had been over eight hours since Louis had left, and he'd had way too many drinks. He was a stumbling, giggling mess as he tried to find a guy to dance with, forgetting about the ring on his finger.

But somehow he had scrambled his way out to the front of the club and had his phone out, calling Zayn., instead of Harry.

"W-What, mate? Its after 2 in the morning."

"Morning good." louis giggled.

"Shit.. Youre drunk, arent you?"

"Not drunk I am." He slurred.

"Oklay first, you bloody sound like Yoda. Where are you?"

"Yellow.."

"Mellow?"

"Um ask me dont."

"I'll be there as soon as I can." Zayn hung up, getting his keys and sneaking out the door quickly so his dad wouldn't see him.

He drove as quick as he could, without getting pulled over of course until he rolled up at the front of Mellow, one of the newest clubs.

"Louis?" He called out after rolling his window down, and soon saw the boy stumbling his way.

"Zaaayn, can't hear you the music well out here? Dance with meeeee!"

It took Zayn a second or two to decode his sentence back to "Can't you hear the music well out here?"

"You're going home." Zayn said, getting out and almost dragging Louis back to the car.

"Mmmm strong so, Zayn." Louis whispered with a drunken smirk as he was sat and buckled into the the passengers seat.

The younger boy tried to ignore Louis but the elder kept on as Zayn drove.

And right when they were almost home, Louis gave a slurred "pull over."

Zayn shook his head, but he had to as Louis started drunkenly unbuckling his seatbelt. The boy looked over, annoyed as he sat in his seat before Louis started climbing over.

Louis sat in Zayns lap, both of them not doing anything before crashing their lips together in a passionate kiss.

The older boys breath smelled of alcohol, which made Zayn want it even more. It intrigued him, pulling him in and wrapping itself around him to not let him escape.

Louis didn't even hesitate before letting his tongue roam the inside of Zayns perfect mouth. The mixed together smell of cigarettes and vodka was filling the car and turning them on even further.

Zayn reached down once he finally took dominance, unbuttoning his jeans. Louis lifted his hips up to allow the younger to push his pants and boxers down, then undoing himself.

Their lips were attached again, Zayn pulling Louis closer as they both let out a few choruses of moans.

Neither of them were even thinking, it all just happened in one moment.

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Sorry this is short. It's mainly just a filler. I'm so so so so so sorry for not updating. So um .