Mind Games | L.S

8 ; eight

Harry's face finally returned to his normal skin tone, rather than a tomato red as Niall went to go ask Louis to play games with them.
When he returned with no Louis his whole body sunk into the couch even more.

"Had he turned down playing games with us because I'm here?" Harry thought to himself, but was interupted by a voice saying "scoot over, you're taking up this whole side of the couch."

Harry looked up to see Louis' blue eyes on him and he almost choked on air as he quickly moved his legs for the older boy to sit. His heart rate sped up as he saw Louis take a seat directly next to him, their legs touching slightly.

"Only two people can play at a time so we will just switch by whoever loses, hands over the controller to the next person?" Zayn suggested and we all said a quick 'yes', nodding in agreement.
Eventually it was Harry's turn to play with Liam and from where he was sitting he couldn't see the tv so he got on the floor, directly in front of Louis, and sat facing the tv as Liam handed him the controller. As everyone was now talking to each other or distracted by the game, Harry felt two hands comb their way through his hair, making his whole body shiver and melt at the same time because from where everyone was sitting, the only person it could be was Louis.
The blue eyed boy kept playing with his hair, causing Harry's eyes to droop from the pleasing feeling, and also causing his playing to get worse.

"Harry, man, you're losing!" Liam said, making the curly boy snap out of his trance and focus on the game again.

It didn't quite work because soon enough Louis tugged on his hair a couple times, purposely, making him gasp, but thankfully nobody noticed or heard as their attention was on something else.
Of course Harry lost due to Louis teasing the f*ck out of him, making him melt on the floor, and knowing exactly what he's doing. He handed the controlled to Louis and stood up, sitting on the couch in the spot he was seated earlier.

"Two can play at this game" he thought to himself, deciding to do the exact same thing to Louis.

"Alright, Lou! Me and you, you're gonna lose big time." Liam said, looking over at him. This caused Louis to laugh, that pretty angelic laugh that made Harry's heart stop altogether.

When the boys attention was back on the game or their own phones Harry decided to 'innocently' reach over Louis to grab his bag, placing his hand on his inner thigh. He didn't know where all this confidence was coming from but he knew that it had to work.
He felt the older boy tense up as he did so, bringing his bag to his side and slowly moving his hand up and down his thigh, making sure his body was blocking the sight from his friends.
He then looked over, making eye contact with Louis, and biting down on his bottom lip.
He saw Louis' mouth drop open and him take a deep breath, watching him closely instead of watching the game he was playing.

(Louis' POV third person)

Louis watched Harry intently, watching the way he bit into his bottom lip, watching the way he looked confident and nervous at the same time as his hand was on the older boy's thigh. Louis didn't know if he could take it anymore. He was already getting a boner in front of 4 people because Harry loves to tease.
He just took one more deep breath before removing Harry's hand, repositioning himself and trying so hard to focus on the game, trying so hard to not replay the vision of Harry biting his lip in his head.
He saw the other boy lean back against the couch in defeat, which made him sigh in relief.

**

It was now about 2am and everyone went back to Niall's room apart from Harry, who had fallen asleep on the couch, and Louis who was not even tired.
Louis sat on the couch, looking over at the beautifuk curly haired boy laying down beside him. He was bored so he decided to wake the boy up, because he's mean like that. He trailed his hand from Harry's ankle to his thigh, already making him stir. He squeezed his lower thigh a couple times before rubbing up and down, as he was doing earlier to Louis. He heard a quiet moan leave the younger boys mouth as his hand got closer to his waist. It made Louis bite his lip to hold himself back.

"Louis..." Harry whispered, his eyes still closed. This made Louis' mouth drop open.

"Is he dreaming of me?" He thought to himself, continuing moving his hand closer and closer to Harry's lower parts, seeing what else he'd do.

Another quiet moan left his lips as his hips bucked forward in the slightest motion, waking himself up.
This made Louis snatch his hand back, pretending he wasn't touching his leg.
Harry sat up quickly, panting slightly, staring straight into the others eyes. He quickly looked down at himself, noticing he had a 'problem' and knowing Louis had just witnessed it, his face turned a dark red.

While Louis pretending not to be mildy turned on, he wanted to tease.

"Dreaming of me?" He asked, smirking.

Harry could barely get a word out without stuttering, obviously flustered like no other, "n-no, what?" he said, taking a deep breath.

In that moment Louis didn't care and he got up, pushing himself onto the boy, hovering above him, taking both of Harry's hands and pinning them above his head.

"Jesus, Harry I wish you didn't make me feel this way." He said quietly before pressing their lips together harshly, immidiately slipping his tongue into his mouth.

Harry let out a soft moan, his stomach doing backflips, kissing back, wanting to tangle his hands in the older boy's hair, or grip his shirt but struggling since his hands were pinned down, yet he liked it.
When they pulled apart, Louis let go of his hands and sat back, catching his breath. They were now both hot and bothered and it was very noticable.

"Why do you have to be so... perfect?" Louis asked, sighing at what he'd just done. "I can't control myself when I'm around you." he said softly, now looking at Harry in the eyes.

"I really like it when you don't control yourself." he said truthfully, his face heating up once again.

"Me too" Louis said with a short laugh. "I wish you could come sleep in my room." he added, looking sad.

This made Harry's head snap up from where he was shyly looking at the ground, "Really?" he asked, feeling a million butterflies in his chest.
Louis just nodded and stood up, leaning down and pressing a small kiss to Harry's cheek before walking off to his room.

Harry laid back down, closing his eyes as his lips curved into a wide smile.