Heartbreaker (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 28 (Mature again!)

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I love writing this for you, you know? You always make me feel like I’m no waste of place, like I’m no mistake. I'm still a screwed up mess and I will always be, but you make me happy :)

And I look forward to the day when my perfect girl/boy comes.

Before someone of you slaps me for ranting …

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Louis and Harry flew together up back home, holding hands the whole time. Harry was proud of himself. That was maybe a bit weird, but he had his first official heartbreak.

When they stepped into the palace, they were greeted by all of their siblings, congratulating Harry for his first heartbreak and succeeding in such a small time. He was showered with hugs and laughs, and he really felt home now.

There was a little party like always when a Heartbreaker succeeded at their task.

Perrie grinned at them. “Nice, but did you have to fuck?” she asked.

Harry spluttered, spitting half of his drink out again. “You saw that?” he asked and wiped his mouth.

“Nah, but I know sex hair when I see it,” she winked before she walked off to dance with Zayn.

Eleanor approached them and looked at the ground sheepishly.

“Harry … I had my doubts at first. I didn’t really like you. But know … I can see how much you love Louis and that you’re serious, so … welcome home, brother.” She opened her arms, and Harry hugged her close.

“And now, off you go. I can see you eye-raping each other and I really don’t want to see that!”

“We’ll be back,” Louis promised before he dragged Harry with him into the hallway to kiss him senseless.

They stumbled down the hall kissing and giggling, holding onto each other’s collars tightly as they bumped into walls, blindly finding their way to their room.

Harry had one hand buried in Louis’ hair, the other held tightly to the boy’s hip as they tried to open their door, and after a lot of trying they finally managed to stumble into their room and shut the door.

“You always make me feel like a teenage girl,” Harry muttered against Louis’ lips before diving to kiss him again.

“I hope you’re not really a teenage girl,” Louis smirked.

“Shall I remind you?” Harry asked.

“No, but I will,” Louis replied, letting them fall down on their bed.

“Getting those hips working again?” Harry asked winking, before joking, “I’m still sore.”

Louis frowned but Harry kissed it away quickly, whispering, “Kidding, babe.”

“You better do,” Louis smiled wickedly.

They shed each other out of their clothes, leaving them in black boxers only as they kissed and ground down on each other, desperate for friction, for the feeling of hot skin against skin. Louis slipped his hand sneakily into Harry’s boxers as they kissed filthily, wrapping his hand around Harry’s groin.

Harry let out a surprised moan as Louis pulled his boxers down with his other hand, pumping Harry’s dick steadily. He flicked his wrist a few times and thumbed over the slit, spreading pre-come over the head.