Starting Over. //l.s.

9.

~ Narrators POV ~

Harry and Louis have been great, except they can't be together.

Modest won't let them.

"You can't sit together, or you can't be with him,"

~ Harry's POV ~

I want to be with him. I can't be with him. They won't let us be together.

I was laying in bed naked but with a blanket over me at my hotel room when there was a knock before the door opened.

"Hey, love," Louis says walking in. I smile.

"Hey," I say. He walks over and sitting on the bed. He looked me in the eye and placed his hand on my waist and slowly rubbed circles with his fingers. I quickly grab him and pull him down to me. His face was so close, I smile and lean up as he leaned down till our lips connect.

~ Narrator ~

Harry grabbed Louis' shirt and pulled it till it was off on the floor. He licked Louis bottom lip till their tongues were battling for dominance.

Louis stood up, breaking their kiss. He smirks at Harry as Louis pulled his pants and underwear off. Louis grabs the blanket and moves it to find Harry completely naked.

"Did you know I was coming?" Louis said spreading Harry's legs to lay between them. Harry shrugged and placed his hands on Louis face and crashed his lips to Louis'.

"Fuck me, Louis," Harry moaned when Louis started to pump his cock. Louis nodded and reached into the drawer and grabbed lube and a condom.

Louis sat up and rolled the condom on.

"Do you need a prep?" Louis ask and Harry shook his head no.