Push Me (BoyxBoy)

Love will scar your makeup

Harry's POV

I had been watching Louis hit a strike every time he tossed the ball lane. We had been playing for about an hour and my face as turned red with embarrassment more and enough times. I kept getting gutter balls, every time I think I'm going to make it it some how makes a turn heading straight toward the gutter. I accused Louis of rigging the whole thing. 

"This is your fault, you did something to the lanes. It's only when I play!" I whined to him pouting. 

"I didn't do anything you big baby,  you're just bad a bowling." He smirked at me crossing his arms over his chest. He knows he is basically challenging me now.

"You have some sort of button you push when I'm about to bowl a-and you make a bump in the lanes..." I trail off knowing I sound like a idiot. 

"Yeah, okay and where is this magical button?" I shrug my shoulders at him, turning around grabbing another ball an tossing it. I stared at it until I saw it was just a few feet away from the pins. I jumped in the air turning around mid air and facing Louis.

"I made it! I finally knocked down a-" Louis cuts me off quickly.

"Ah..Harry?" He points up at the screen above us seeing GUTTER GUTTER GUTTER  flash on the screen in bold letters. I furrow my eyebrows as my annoyance grows. 

"Ugh! See? Do you see this?" He starts laughing as he picks up his own ball walking over to me and kissing me on the cheek. 

"Yes I see, but I promise-" He pauses, for dramatic affect I'm guessing, looking into my eyes intensely. "-I'm not sabotaging you." He smiles one last time before turning around to the lanes. He cradles the ball in his arms for a little while staring down at the pins. He tosses the ball and turns around to smile at me before he even knows where the ball is headed. "I'm just better than you." Right as he ends his statement I hear ten bowling pins falling down. My mouth drops open in shock. 

"Louis how-..." I drift off as I tilt my head to the side like a confused dog. I close my mouth as I stare at him, a smirk forms on my face as I step closer to him. "You may be better than me at bowling, but there's something else you are that I'm not, that's actually a good thing." I place my hands on his hips squeezing his sides. I tilt my face down to his rubbing my nose against his. I start to whisper. "You're ticklish." I tell him as start to tickle his sides. He laughs hysterically tossing and turning in my arms. He's having a full on fit, but I stop as people start to stare at us. Some are laughing, and others are looking at us in pure disgust. 

Louis presses himself against my chest breathing heavily. He looks up at me smiling. "I know I'm ticklish, but there's something you are too." I raise my eyebrows asking hi to tell me. "You're a dick." He kisses under my chin standing on his tip toes keeping his lips there for a few moments before placing his heels back firmly on the ground. 

I grin down at him; I could really get use to this height difference. 

2 Hours Later

Louis had obviously won the bowling game, but the real fun began when we got home. (My house) I walk through the doorway not in anyway expecting to be tackled to the ground with little legs wrapped around my waist and arms around my neck. "You're my horsey. Let me ride you." I throw my head back hitting his chest as I fall into a fit of laughter. In between chuckles I look back at him and tell him. "You can ride me anytime you want." I wink at him playfully. He was already burning red from the unplanned innuendo. He hits the back of my head bouncing on my back.

"Go pony boy!" He bounces up and down on my back tugging on my hair. I roll my eyes not moving. 

"One: That makes me think about The Outsiders, and I want to cry. Two: The bouncing and the innuendo will give us a problem. Do you want that to happen?" I know what he'll say, but the thought of us actually doing that makes me want to explode in pure blissfulness. 

"Sure." He leans down biting on the top of my ear. Oh yes, if this goes on, we'll definitely have a problem if this goes on. "Maybe I do.." He finishes. His mouth leaves my ear and makes its way to my neck. Biting and sucking on the skin there, I know he's trying to mark me. But why? I hope he isn't one of those people that like to physically mark their territory on people....but maybe since it's Louis, I can get use to it. Just because it's Louis.

"I'd do anything for you..." I whisper not really realizing I spoke out loud until he backed away. I'm sort of glad I can't see his face now, because I think this is one of my most embarrassing moments. He gets off of my back as I look up at him shamefully. "I'm sorry I didn't-" He stops me by pecking my lips.

"Thank you. That's nice to know. But let's test that." I give him confused look as he bites his lip looking up at me. "Fix me a sandwich." He breaks out into a persuading grin. "Please?" He adds. I roll my eyes backing up out of his reach making my way to the kitchen.   

"Fine. But only because I love...the way you smile." He catch myself before I fuck myself up, and this...thing that we have going on. What is this anyway? We're not together, but we're not...apart? I make my way to the things I'll need to make his highness a sandwich. There's no question as to what kind of sandwich he wants because the only meat I have is turkey. I place the turkey and condiments needed to make this sandwich awesome in between two pieces of bread and place them on a plate.

"You whooooo..." I call to him. He doesn't respond. I think to myself his lazy ass is gonna make me bring this to him. I take the plate off the counter and walk to the couch where I see Louis curled up in a ball mumbling and crying hysterically. My eyes go wide as I sit down the plate and try to embrace him. "Louis what's wrong?! What happened?" He doesn't reply, just points to his phone. I grab it quickly reading over the new message. 

Unknown:

You guys were cute at the bowling alley today. ;) 

"Oh Louis...w-who is this?" He lifts up his face from his knees staring at me like I'm the dumbest person on earth. 

"You know exactly who the fuck that is. I want to go home...I want...oh god.." He mutters as he grabs his phone from my hand and speed walks to the door and closes it behind him. I really don't think there was any use in going after him.

Today was a mistake. 

A/N I honestly really like this chapter because I wrote it with one of my guy friends watching....he judged me. Lol but it was worth it, he knows what Larry is now c: