The Black Rose (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 5-

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*Louis' POV*

After lunch we had English, finally a lesson I liked, and not just because Harry Styles was in my class. I was earlier than everybody else so decided that I would speak to Mrs.Clarke about this tutoring thing.

"Hi, sorry to bother you but have you thought about tutoring yet? Any ideas to who I could tutor?" I was waiting for her to mention Harry's name, but her answer definitely took me by surprise.

"No, sorry Louis. The school year has only recently started so I'm still not sure on how everyone is doing. Hopefully it won't be too long, I can tell you're excited about the project" she smiled.

"Ok then". I was only excited because I thought she'd put me with Harry. Wait- why did Harry say that she was pairing me with him then?

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Thankfully the day had gone quicker than I had anticipated. I didn't look at Harry once at all throughout English, trying to figure out why he had lied to me about me tutoring him.

Before I knew it, I was standing by the oh so familiar lamp at the back of the school waiting for him to show. Not too long after, a familiar set of curls was heading towards me, hands in his pockets.

He finally reached me and was the first to speak, "lets get going then. Tutoring can't wait forever can it?" He giggled.

I decided not to question the 'tutoring' until we were at his house and not in public. "Yeah let's go".

The car drive was quiet, Harry focussing on the road except for the occasional glance he took at me, to which I tried to ignore.

He parked his car in the drive, both of us exiting in complete silence. Turning the key in the door, he waited, signalling me to go in first. I walked in and headed up the stairs to his room. I'd only been here once before but I felt like it was my second home, strange really.

I placed myself on the end of Harry's bed, only having Harry sit next to me moments later. It was clear he knew something was wrong.

"Lou? Are you going to tell me what's up or do I have to get it out of you somehow?" He nudged my arm trying to lighten the mood.

I stayed staring at the ground whilst responding, "why did you lie to me Harry?"

He seemed confused about my question. "What? When did I lie to you?"

"You told me that Mrs.Clarke was going to assign me to be your tutor?"

He stayed silent for a moment before finally replying, "a-and she w-will if you g-give her c-chance to". The stuttering made it clear that he was lying because I did the same when I lied.

"No Harry. I spoke to her earlier about tutoring and she said she had no-one in mind yet. Care to explain?" I raised an eyebrow at him, finally looking him in the eyes.

"I-I- I'm sorry I lied" his eyes darted to the ground.

"Yeah yeah, but why did you lie?" I just wanted a straight answer if I'm honest.

He sighed before replying, "ok so I saw you around school and wanted to get to know you. So when I heard you and Mrs.Clarke talking about tutoring, I took the opportunity to get to know you".

Yeah, it was cute that he did it to be my friend, but he didn't have to lie. "I've been lied to before Harry and its never ended well. Why didn't you just approach me like a normal person would?" My words sounding harsher than intended.

"L-Lou I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do."

"So lying to me was the best way to do it was it?" My voice raised slightly.

"Louis please don't shout". I'd never seen a worried side to Harry, but he seemed scared right now.

"I HATE people lying Harry. I hate it so so SO much!" My voice was raising more and I could feel the anger growing inside of me.

"I didn't lie to you for a bad reason though. I just wanted to get to know you". He had now stood, towering over me slightly. His voice raising along with mine.

"You still lied either way Harry. Does it really matter why you did it?" My blood was beginning to boil.

"Stop shouting Louis!" Now he was the one who was shouting.

"I will when you do!" I screamed at the top of my voice.

"I said STOP!" He stepped closer to me, our faces only a few inches apart.

"YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT I CAN AND CAN'T DO STYLES". His face was literally inches away from mine but I felt the need to shout.

"JUST STOP SHOUTING". The irony, he was also shouting.

"YOU DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO D-" my sentence was cute short when I felt a part of lips crash against mine.

I stumbled backwards until my back hit the wall behind. His lips were still pressed against mine, body against mine, my arms now wrapped around his neck. His plump, soft, pink lips were against mine, moving perfectly in sync as the kiss deepened.

A pair of large hands were holding my waist, keeping me pinned against the wall. Eventually he pulled my waist away from the wall and pushed me down onto the bed, straddling me the second I landed. His lips crashed against mine yet again, tongue tracing my bottom lip asking for access to which I obliged. How I'd longed to feel his lips against mine, and finally it was happening. This kiss was rough but filled with passion.

The feeling of his lips soon left mine, making their way to my neck. I let out a moan as he bit down on my sensitive skin, titling my head to allow him easier access.

He stayed straddling me as he licked the already bruised skin where he had just given me a love bite. He moved his head to press his forehead against mine, eyes filled with lust as his lips were once again against mine. My hand trailed through his hair, tugging at his soft curls. Biting down on my lip, he moved his hands slowly down my body and inside my shirt. Cold hands now on my heated chest.

The room was filled with heat and the air was thick but I loved it. Harry's lips were against mine and everything about this seemed so perfect and right. I moved my hands to claw at his back, slowly trailing down to his boxers. A knock at the door soon clicked us back into reality as we stared at each other in owe.

Both of our lips were swollen due to the intense kiss, our hair messed thanks to the tugging of it.

"Harry- are you in there?" Anne called from the other side of the door.

Harry moved from straddling me and headed towards the locked door, fixing his messy hair before turning, winking at me and opening the door to reveal Anne.

"Yeah I'm here, everything ok?" He seemed to soften when it came to his mum.

"Yeah everything's fine, I was just- I didn't know Louis was here". Her eyes trailed towards me and all I could do was smile and wave, still in shock over what just happened.

Harry turned to smile at me, "he's tutoring me. He's an amazing tutor".

His words caused me to blush as I knew that he was definitely not on about what his mum thought he was.

"Well, it's nice to know that you're trying harder to improve your education" she smiled as she spoke, truly impressed. "Well then, I'll leave you two to it". And with that, she was gone.

Harry locked the door once more, heading back to the bed cupping my face in his hands. Our eyes were focused on each others for a moment before he kissed me gently, "you're perfect". He looked me up and down before looking back into my eyes.

His words caused me to blush once again, my eyes focussing on his perfect face, "and so are you curly". I smiled and ran a hand through his hair, he truly is perfect.

"If only you knew" he mumbled, just loud enough for me to heard, although I don't think he intended on me hearing.

If only I knew what?