bad boys (l.s.)

twenty one.

Harry and Louis went to the basement after Harry felt a little better.

Louis laid Harry down, placing his own body gently on top of Harry's. Louis kissed Harry again, this time more passionately and more lustful. Harry kissed back.

This soon turned into a full make-out session, Louis leaving open-mouthed kisses down Harry's jawline and neck. He found Harry's sweet spot, and bit down, smiling slyly as Harry moaned into it.

Louis kissed the bruise that was starting to form near Harry's collarbone, adjusting so he was back at Harry's lips.

After a while, Harry's phone goes off, and he groans as he pulls it out of his pocket, reading the Caller I.D. as Niall. "Ni?" He said, answering the call. "Haz! I heard what happened! Are you alright?" An Irish voice rang through the other side of the phone. "Yeah, yeah. I'm with Lou right now." Harry said, and Niall nodded.

"Okay, good. By the way, ohmygod. Guess what?" Niall said, and Harry was curious. "What?"

"Zayn totally beat up Andy. Almost got suspended."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He's in huge trouble omg." Niall said, and Harry scoffed. "I gotta go, Ni."

Harry hung up the phone, looking up at Louis. "What was that, babe?" Louis asked, and Harry sat up, pulling Louis with him. "Apparently Zayn beat up Andy." He said, shrugging. Louis' eyes grew wide. "God damn it." Louis said, and Harry frowned. "What?"

"I wanted to be the one to beat him up." Louis said, and Harry shrugged. "You know what I said, LouLou. Next time someone does something to me, you can beat them up." Harry says, smiling. "Awe baby. Don't say that." Louis said, pulling Harry onto his lap, kissing him on the cheek.

"I'll protect you, no matter what."