A/n: Early update (just because Back To You still isn't available in my country, otherwise you'd have to wait another week for my recovery)!! Yay!!!!!
Don't I deserve a comment of every single one of you for that? Show some love. :)
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Everything was bright; too bright. Even with his eyes closed the lighting surrounding him was so intense it momentarily blinded him as he slowly opened them. In that moment he didn't remember where he was and he fleetly sits up, feeling himself starting to panic. And then he recalls, while his heart beats from his throat, that aesthetic, modern bedroom where he lost his virginity the previous night.The sheets beside him were crumpled at the end of the bed, but Louis was nowhere to be found.
Should I wait for him here? Should I go search for him? Jeez, I really need to wee.
He uncovers his naked body - which he knew he didn't put under the sheets last night - and his stomach grumbles, obviously displeased he hadn't fed himself anything in a good amount of hours. But he ends up more worried about the time than his meals.
I have to find my phone.
As he stands up to get to his clothes, he comes face to face with the ceiling-height window with the dazzling view to the backyard, which now he could see held a broad rectangular swimming pool circled by a couple of white rattan sun loungers.
Oh my...
With the heat in the bedroom from the sunny Saturday the temptation to go downstairs and jump into that fresh water was just too much.
Crouching down before his jeans, he picks them up and throws them onto the bed along with his plaid shirt. And then he feels a odd discomfort in his butt. The thought of last night brings a smile to his face, regardless if he wouldn't be able to sit down properly that day.
There was a message from Liam on his phone and he opens it.
From: Liam
Harry what the fuck? Your mum called me. You told her you slept at my house? If you needed me to cover up for you you should've at least warned me. I don't know if she believed me.
21:42 P.M
Shit. Shit. Triple shit. How could I forgot about that?
He hastily clicks on dial, hoping Liam was awake. It rings two times before he picks up.
"Hello. You sure did got lucky last night." The exaggerated sarcasm in his voice was clear as the daylight.
"Liam. Shit, I'm so sorry. I don't know why but I completely forgot to warn you." He confesses, sitting down at the edge of the bed. "What did you tell her?"
"Your mum is very clever so she called me asking to tell you to be home before five because your sister's going out with her friends and wouldn't be able to pick you up afterwards, and she also asked why you didn't pick up your phone. I was completely clueless Harry!"
"Fuck. What did you tell her?"
"I told her you were in the shower. She sounded like she bought that, but I was really hesitant and I didn't know what to say not to get you in trouble, and I think she suspected it."
He takes a deep sigh as he stares at his own bare feet.
"Oh my God, thank you. You saved my life."
"As usual. So are you gonna tell me who is that hot guy who's capable of distracting you to that extent?"
As if by cue, the door of the bedroom opens and a shirtless Louis with damp hair and a towel wrapped around his waist walks in.
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Satyriasis {boyxboy} - FINISHED -
RomanceA condition brought them together, but it's far from what you'd expect. Harry Styles is a simple, seventeen year-old student - a boy exploring his sexuality with different partners, but who never knew what to be in love is. Louis Tomlinson is a weal...
