SCREEN | Harry Styles ((DISCONTINUED))

4. Reminiscing

Aye I just found another free-time to update, (when I'm really supposed to be studying for my Math exam... ugh math.) so here is an update!

Oh and by the way, the present time in this story is in the Year 2017. In which Edward is twenty-three and the other characters are... well you do the math (ugh math). And this is just giving you a slight back-story on Edward's life basically and kind-of-an-answer to Liam's sudden disappearance-ish-kind-of-thing..... yeah... IDK OKAY?! Don't pressure me, gadd!

HOPE YOU ENJOY!

P.S. I do apologize if this is quite short. I promise the next time will be longer than this!

WARNING: SLASH IS INCLUDED TOWARDS THE END. SO IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE READING IT. YOU CAN SKIP IT. I SHALL PUT A ~~~BEFORE THE SLASH BEGINS SO YOU MAY SKIP IT.

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Medicine - Daughter

2012

Edward looked up at the mirror as he fixed the black suit that he wore, his hands reached up to fix his hair probably the hundredth time. He fixed it in different styles but just to let out a frustrated groan with each one. "For fuck's sakes I give up." Edward plopped onto the sofa couch in the hotel room that he was in.

"I told you man: you look alright." Liam said, flipping into a new page in a celebrity gossip magazine that he was reading. He was sat on the other sofa couch, his ankle laid on top of his knee with his elbows propped against the arms of the couch. "Alright is not enough! How the hell, do people do this kind of shit?!" Edward threw his head back as he lets a frustrated sigh leave his lips.

Annoyed with his best-friend's complaints, he shuts the magazine that he was reading and tossing it onto the small coffee table in front of them. "Jesus Styles, you're a fucking eighteen year old. You're not capable of doing shit like this." Liam told him. "You could've just waited but no - being the impatient little prick you are - you just had to pop the question now."

Liam wore on a white dress shirt and a black vest over it with a rose neatly styled in the pocket. The vest hugged his figure, showing off his manly features. The sleeves rolled up to his elbows, exposing one of the many tattoos that he was now starting to fully accomplish the sleeve of tattoos that he had always wanted.

It was awfully true, at such a young age you're expected to wait till you're fully an adult to take it to the 'boss' level. But with Edward, it was a completely different idea. He believes in, 'you just know it when it's the right time'. He fell in love too quickly, and he was ready to commit to that love.

"I love her so much Liam - I just want to make it official. Make it up to her that no matter what happens, by the end of the day she'll always have my heart and I'll have hers." Edward says. "I want our love to last forever."

Liam did not have a respond as he sat there staring at the lady that posed on the front cover of the magazine he had just read. He can feel the sincerity in Edward's voice - moments like these were very rare. "How did you manage to get pass her brother?" Liam asked.

Edward's lips breaks out into a knowing smirk, "it was pretty damn easier than I thought it would be. I just needed to buy him a couple of hair products, and some cash." He breaks out into a short laugh which Liam then follows along. "Damn bro, that easy?" Liam asked in which Ed nodded in reply.

Silence fell upon the two as Liam walked up to the mirror as he checked himself out for a few moments. "Shit, was I always this good looking in a vest? I should wear outfits like this more often." Liam complimented himself. "Ohh yeahh, it compliments your arse very well." Edward joked as he playfully rolled his eyes.

"How long are we going to stay here? Can't we just go to the damn chapel already?" Edward slumped back into the couch as he lets out a whining-annoying-sound. "I swear to god Edward, I'm this fucking close to actually punching you in the face." Liam warned him as he turned around to give him a death glare.

"Try me Payne." Edward smirked deviously as Liam takes a step forward. Just when the 'fight' was about to begin, the door busts open to reveal someone that resembled him. For Edward it was like looking in front of a mirror but he had little tattoos and no piercings.

"Time to go brother,"

PRESENT TIME.

Liam stared at the photo of him and Edward, both their arms draped around each other's shoulders as they both smiled brightly to the camera. Their somehow matching suits as their background showed a white marbled stair and a crème coloured carpet that clung itself onto the stairs, white roses displayed on the both ends of the stairs.

He reminisced the day where he has seen Edward at his happiest and greatest. He has never seen Edward this happy since this very day. He lets out a soft smile as he placed it back down on the table that decorated itself against the wall. "So weird to see him smile isn't it?" A male's voice coming from behind Liam, as he takes a step close to wrap his arm around Liam's waist.

Liam nods, "it's such a pity though." He states. "How can many awful and tragic things happen to him all at once?" he asks looking up at the blonde man with eyes as bright as the sea. "Some people are just unlucky I guess," the blonde fellow shrugged his shoulders. "I mean, he did bring it upon himself."

Letting out a groan as Liam nudged his elbow into the blonde's stomach, "just because our gangs don't get along, does not mean you can mess with my boss."

The blonde lets out a contagious chuckle in which Liam knows he can't help but crack up a smile. "I'm so sorry Li, I can't help it. I'll make it up to you?" The blue eyes looked into Liam's brown ones as they shouted something so strong and passionate. "How?" Liam questioned, somehow knowing the answer but still curious.

In a swift of a moment, Liam's back was now against the wall of his apartment. The blonde fellow that was shorter than him by a few inches seemed more of the bigger contender now. "I think you may know the answer," he whispered sexily into Liam's ear and in that moment a pang of excitement washed over Liam.

It was lust.

~~~ The blonde male attacked Liam's neck, starting from the jaw line to placing butterfly kisses all over his neck to lightly nibbling onto his soft spot. Payne couldn't help but close his eyes as pleasure overtook him. The blonde fellow starts to pick up his pace as he began to suck harshly on the sweet spot, aiming to make a mark on his lover.

Liam's hands trailed down the back of the other as he wasted no time on pulling off the lover's shirt. He felt the hands of the blonde man squeeze his butt cheeks ever so tightly. "Oh my god," Liam gasped out.

The two Romeos were now on the bed in their Calvin Klein underwear as their little make-out session heated up. Their tattooed skins rubbed against each other as both fought for dominance. The blonde male played with the waistband of Liam's boxer brief, his member getting bigger and bigger with each touch of skin. He lets out a soft whimper as he thrusts his hips upwards, trying to get some sort of friction.

"No babe, I want you to tell me who you belong to." The blonde grunted out, getting impatient with each movement. "You, I belong to you!" Liam cried out. The blonde male had now slipped his hand into Liam's boxer briefs, his finger trailing up and down the growing length. "Sorry, who?" The blonde teased as Liam gritted his teeth.

"I belong to you, Niall James Horan!"

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I seriously cannot write smut to save a life.