Our Love Will Conquer (Larry Stylinson AU Angel!Louis Fallen Angel!Harry)

Chapter 12

Heyo. How are you?

I kidnap my best friend’s jacket. It’s soft and fluffy and warm and much too big for me because he’s about a head taller than me.

My app hated me for a bit but now everything’s okay again.

You know what’s kinda unfair? Girls can only use their innocence once. Boys can lose their innocence four times. Through handjob, blowjob, fucking and being fucked. Kind of unfair, don’tcha think?

Okay, I’ll be ordering things on amazon and now I’ll get a bandana! Woop woop!

I kinda turned into a hipster because I can.

Okay, hope you’ll like it.

Enjoy!

Louis sat on his bed in front of Harry, his back pressed to the Fallen Angel’s chest. His hands lay in his lap and he felt how Harry’s snaked around his waist. The black winged boy nosed carefully over Louis’ neck. Louis tilted his head a bit to the side for Harry to have better access and Harry brushed his lips against Louis’ neck, smiling gently against the skin.

“I’ll get us out of here,” Harry mumbled, still kissing over the Angel’s neck. “Somehow, I promise.”

“I’m scared,” Louis admitted.

“You don’t need to, Lou,” Harry assured. “I’m here to protect you.”

Louis nodded but wasn’t really convinced. He didn’t like the way the real Demons stared at him like he was a piece of meat. He didn’t like it when they tried to touch his wings with their claws. He didn’t like them close to him, they scared him.

“Trust me, Louis. I can protect you. I scare them,” Harry said, stroking his hands up and down Louis’ chest and tummy.

“Why?”

“Because I have different skills than them. I … I’m better at fighting and killing, especially at hand-to-hand. They’re scared because when someone wrongs me or the people I love I will hurt them, ever since they heard from what I did to Alan.”

Louis stared down on his lap when he felt long fingers underneath his chin. Harry tilted his head up and leaned their foreheads together. His warm breath hit Louis’ face and his eyes fell shut at the warm feeling of Harry’s body pressed to his.

Harry slowly leaned his face closer, tilting his head a bit so their noses didn’t bump together, his lips parted. Louis opened his eyes slowly and looked up at Harry with those big blue eyes, parting his lips slightly as well.

The Angel slowly licked over his lips, his eyes flickering down to Harry’s cherry red lips, then back up to his shining green eyes.

Both boys’ eyes closed as their breath molded together and their lips where just about to meet when …

Louis opened his eyes widely as he sat up straight in his bed and fell down from the mattress on the floor as he exclaimed, “Holy fuck!”

He hit the floor hard and groaned in pain. He sat up and rubbed his hand over his forehead as he frowned. Did he really almost kiss Harry in his dream?

Subconsciously, he ran his fingertips over his bottom lip as he thought about it. Did he really want to kiss Harry? Yes, Harry fascinated him and he made Louis feel things like never before but … kissing him and being with him in ‘that’ way … did he really want that?

Louis was pulled out of his thoughts and brought back to reality by a small grumble. He looked up and saw Harry rolling over onto his side and opening his sleep hooded green eyes.

“Hey,” the Fallen Angel rasped. “What are you doing on the ground?”

“Sitting,” Louis replied dryly.

Harry chuckled a bit as he stood up and stretched. His shirt slipped a bit up and gave sight on the curly haired boy’s flat, toned stomach.

Louis quickly looked away and stood up, looking into the small – really small – wardrobes next to his bed where new clothes were inside.

“I’ll go shower,” he said, grabbed a shirt, boxers and a pair of skinny jeans before he rushed into the bathroom.

He did his business, showering, brushing his teeth and using the toilet, before he dressed and walked out again so Harry could use the bathroom.

Harry was jumping up and down and biting on his finger when Louis left the bathroom and the Angel stopped, raising his eyebrows.

“What exactly are you doing there?” he asked.

“I need to go,” Harry said.

Louis smirked a bit. “Well, the bathroom’s free now.”

Harry almost flew into the bathroom and slammed the door shut as Louis chuckled fondly, “Idiot.”

~Time Skip~

Liam, Niall, Louis and Harry were together on the ‘training field’. Nick had told them that they needed to train so the show would be good.

Louis just stared down on the silver blade of the dagger, not knowing what to do. Harry walked over to him smiling.

“It’s not easy for you, huh?” Harry asked and Louis nodded.

“I don’t even know what I have to do,” Louis admitted.

Harry smiled patiently and walked around Louis so he stood behind him. “Daggers aren’t good for real fights, but they are small and easily hid. You can throw them and wound someone fatally. If you’re quick, you can injure someone before they are even able to hit you. You’re pretty good at throwing daggers.”

Louis blushed a bit at the thought of the time he almost stabbed Liam twice. Harry smirked and closed his hand around Louis’.

“See that picture over there?” Harry asked and Louis nodded. “Aim at it.”

Louis nodded and was about to throw the dagger when suddenly, that one Demon – Gerald – walked in. Louis smirked and changed his aim and threw the dagger, it landing right between Gerald’s feet. The Demon gave a shriek and was out of the door on an instant.

“You were a bit too far left,” Harry said.

“You don’t know what I aimed,” Louis winked.

“Minx,”

Louis just gave him a smirk and put the dagger back into the straps on his thigh and they walked back into the room where the cages where. On their way, they suddenly saw Niall and Liam in the hallway.

Liam had Niall crowded against the wall, his hands on either side of his head. One of Niall’s hands gripped Liam’s hair, the other one his shirt  and their lips were moving together softly.

Louis snickered quietly and Harry smiled brightly. He was happy for his best friend … best friends? But he also was a bit jealous. He wanted that with Louis.

Louis took Harry’s hand and pulled him out of the hallway to leave Liam and Niall alone.

Harry smiled fondly at the silver winged boy in front of him. He would be Harry’s. Sooner or later, he would.

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I’m getting lazy with ends. Fuck it.

Hope this was alright.

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Kisses, Vic :*