Loud Silence [Lirry] EDITING!

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

*Harry's POV* 

"By the way," Louis yelled across the hall, Liam's door still open and now so was his. "Andy used to brag about how 'skilled' Liam is in bed! Do with that information what you will, Harold! He'll surely surprise you apparently!"

I scowled and shut the door. I turned to Liam with angry eyes and motioned for him to sit down. "So. You never told me just how far you really went with Andy."

"Didn't think I needed to," he muttered, looking down at his hands on his lap.

"Liam, you could've at least said something! Like, I didn't know how serious you and Andy actually were!" I said exasperatedly.

"Well, we were dating for almost a year," he said, softly. "But that's over now, Harry. You know that." He got up from his bed and sat on my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck. "He's gone and I'm with you now. I'm way over him, and I love you; not him. Believe me, please?"

I sighed and leaned my forehead against his. "I guess...It just bugs me that you had sex with him before me. And apparently he got to experience how good you really are at it. Kinda makes me wanna chop his dick off. No. I definitely wanna chop it off."

"If it makes you feel any better, I'd help you," he said, making both of us chuckle softly. "But seriously. Don't let what Louis said ruin today for us, okay?

"Sucks that I had to find out about that today though," I pointed out. Then I got this naughty idea in my head and smirked at him. "But I know a way you can make it up to me."

"Uh...On second thought, we should just break up now. You're clearly no good for m- Mmph!" 

I cut him off, by kissing his lips and lifting him up so I could make him lie down on his bed. I licked my way in his mouth when he gasped, my hand roaming freely on his fit body. God. How'd he even get this fit and I'm only now touching him like this? 

"Harry - " Liam stuttered out as I kissed his neck, before he cut himself off when I started sucking down harder.

"Shh. Just enjoy this, please," I mumbled against his neck.

"Mmm," was all he managed to say as I captured his lips again with a triumphant smile.

Liam wrapped his arms around my neck and chuckled softly against my lips. "You really want me, don't you?"

"You have no idea," I said and kissed his forehead lovingly. "Think you can give me what I want? No. Definitely what I need?"

"Maybe I can," he teased and let his hands grip the hem of my shirt.

"But you have to show me your so called 'skilled moves'. And they better be as good as Louis said," I said, being half serious and half joking.

He snorted and lightly tapped his forehead against mine. "What does Louis know of me in bed? You never know. I really could be a lot better than just being skilled." 

I suddenly felt myself harden at that, making Liam laugh as he felt it against his thigh. I groaned and leaned my head against his neck.

"Aren't you desperate?" he teased and kissed my cheek, before pushing me off him gently and climbing on me to sit on my lap. "So...How do you want to do this?"

That just made me blink up at him in a daze of confusion. "S- seriously?" Is he actually asking me how I want this to happen? Holy f***er. 

"Well, yeah. Unless you changed your mind all of a sudden. Then we can just watch a movie or - "

"Shut up and take your clothes off," I muttered in impatience and pulled him down to kiss his lips.