Poison ➸ Louis Centric

v.

LOUIS' BEDROOM, 5:38 PM

Louis was freaking the fuck out. He had texted all the boys and none of them replied. He didn't see them around school and he didn't even see Niall at lunch. He ended up getting in touch with Niall later though. He was the only one who answered but he sounded off.

But he guessed everything was fine with him because he texted hours later that he would stop by and pick him up for a date. Louis began to start getting ready. Jimmy Eat World played in the background as he took a shower and dressed himself. He threw on his favorite graphic tee, a pair of tight black jeans that he knew would make Niall go wild, and red vans. Standing in front of his mirror, he gelled back his hair, glanced and smirked at himself. A signature action he always did when he knew he was gonna be dined and fucked like he wanted. He always got what he wanted.

The doorbell rang and he ran downstairs excited like a little girl. He opened the front door to see Niall there dressed in Louis' favorite outfit of his, which consisted of skinny jeans, a cobalt blue v-neck, and white all stars. The silver cross necklace around the blonde's neck was a stark contrast to what was about to go down.

A bouquet of red roses wrapped in pink paper was in his hand.

"Aww, babe," Louis cooed. "You shouldn't have, they're so pretty."

He reached for the flowers, flinching when his index finger came in contact with a thorn. "Ouch!"

Suddenly, Zayn, Liam, and Harry came around the corner of the wall. Louis' eyes widened to the size of planets. The four of them entered the house and Louis began to walk backwards on instinct, frozen.

"Ouch is right, baby," Zayn said, one brow raising.

With his heart beating out his chest, Louis gasped to get words out. "W-w-w-what the-"

"Surprised?" Niall asked smirking.

"So were we when we found out about you cheating on all of us," Harry said.

Louis' back hit the wall as the others enclosed on his personal space, staring him down. "I-I-I can explain," he announced anxiously.

Liam shook his head. "Oh there's no need, we already know."

"Yeah, you're just a whore," Zayn finished.

With the boys being this close and staring at Louis like he was prey, he couldn't help but feel a little aroused even though he was petrified.

"A big whore that just loves cock deep inside his ass," Harry said while raking his hand into Louis' sticky hair and pulling at it, knocking Louis' head back against the wall. If Louis' dick wasn't awoke then it definitely was now.

"Are your parents home?" Niall asked, blue eyes gleaming with malice.

"N-no," Louis panted, feeling Harry's lip scrape across his neck. The others were turned on from the sight.

"When will they be?" Zayn continued.

"I-I don't know, m-maybe midnight," Louis tried to get his thoughts together. "They w-went into the city for some bbusiness pa-party."

Liam reached into the circle to get Louis' wrist. He dragged the boy upstairs, Louis feeling Harry and Zayn's hands all over his ass and he moaned. His ankles and knees hit the hard stairs and they hurt but he didn't give one fuck. They all arrived at Louis' messy room, music still playing. Niall grabbed Louis' phone from the dresser to turn the music off as Liam pushed Louis' small body down on the bed. Zayn and Harry pushed the pile of clothes off the bed and to the floor. They then reached to take off articles of the small boy's clothes.