Beneath The Lies (Completed)

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Louis returns to school that monday, anxious at the though if having to come face to face with Liam, his once best friend. He feels a bit bad for Liam. He knows Liam better than anyone else. He knows that Liam hates being rejected. Liam takes the rejection, yeah, but then fills up the hole in his pride by saying and doing things to tear the other person down.

"Hey, Are you Louis?" A strong Irish accent asks, driving Louis away from his one to many thoughts. Louis replies with a short nod, curious as to why this bloke was talking to him. Not to be rude, but no one really pays attention to him.

"Theres a party tonight, at my friend James's house, he's a uni student." He starts to explain, feeling nervous because he has never spoken a word to Louis before. He doesn't wanna freak him out, "I was wondering if you wanted to go, I mean- I just saw what happened Friday with that guy and stuff and I figured maybe you needed a break from all this shit, you know?"

Louis looks at him, searching his face for any kind of uncertainty. He didn't trust this guy; no one genuinely cared about him. There's gotta be a catch, he swears there is.

"What's your name?" Louis asks, stalling the wait for his answer to this guys question. It sounds like fun, but he's scared. Plus, he wanted to spend the night with Harry. His mind was always clouded with Harry. Louis swears he's falling in love.

"Niall." The blonde says, a grin on his face to mask the worry he had that Louis would deny his offer.

"Well, Niall." Louis laughs, "That means a lot, but I don't think I can tonight, I am gonna have to deny that offer." He says, feeling guilty he noticed Niall become a bit down at his reply.

Turn down what?" Louis hears Harry's voice, laced with Jealous. Shit. 

"Nothing important." Niall says, sensing Louis's nervousness, "Just wanted to hang out with him but he was busy so thats that."

Louis smiles at Niall, sending a silent thank you, "Maybe we can one day, you seem pretty cool, Niall."

"So I've been told."

-

"So I was thinking." Louis mutters between moans, Harry currently had him pressed against the Janitors closet, licking and sucking at his hole. Harry had tugged him into the janitors closet soon after Niall had left, simply because he was jealous. Louis thought it was absurd, but right now he isn't complaining.

"Fuck- You should come ove- oh god, -tonight." He pants, pushing back on Harry's tongue, forehead pressed against the door.

Harry pulls back for a second, shaking his head, "Sorry, Lou. Gotta work tonight." He lies, pressing a finger into Louis, then slipping his tongue in next to him.

"Oh god H." Louis whimpers, avoiding the disappointment he has because Harry couldn't spend time with him. But he understand, sometimes things don't go the way you want them to, but Louis feels like the never do, at all for him. He's positive the world is out to destroy him.

"Gonna cum, baby?" Harry smirks, biting softly at the skin on Louis's bum, pressing another finger inside of him, searching for his prostate. He knows he finds it when Louis calls out his name loud. Loud enough for someone to hear easily.

Harry smacks his bum, growling, "Be quiet, fucking slut." He says, fingers fucking hard into Louis's special spot.

-

"Hey Niall!" Louis calls, rushing up o catch up to Niall.

He had been waiting at his locker for Harry, but he never showed up, so Louis spotted Niall and thought that maybe going to this party wouldn't be such a bad idea.