Louis Tomlinson. A shy and rather short boy with a no-good boyfriend receives a series sticky notes everyday from someone unknown that's apparently in love with him.
Said person tries to brighten his day while also trying not to reveal his identity...
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that was how the cover for sticky notes was gonna be.
i might change this cover too. i want it to look much better and really draw someone's attention.
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Louis had woken up hours later, practically-well, on top of Harry. Their whole position changed over the hours. He let out small snuffles on Harry's chest. The shorter of the two's hands were placed lightly on Harry's chest and their legs curled on either side of him.
Harry's hands were lightly resting upon Louis' bum, holding him against his body protectively and his nose crooked in between Louis' collarbone, breathing his sweet scent in every time he breathed.
Louis had woken up because of a constant poking in his bum. He could feel it well because he only had his undies on. He groaned in discomfort, pushing his bum against the thing to push it away.
Louis huffed tiredly when the poking only got more bothersome. He knew exactly what the hard thing was and it made him flustered a bit, Harry's huge hands almost could grip his whole bum.
He nipped on Harry's chest unsurely, cautious. Was he crossing the line?
"Harry....'arry, get up." he continued to nip and it was only a matter of seconds before Harry released a groan and tightened his grip on Louis' bum. Louis gasped and blushed, "Fuck, Harry, get up now." he whispered.
You'd think Louis would get it through his head that whispering into Harry's ear wasn't waking him up and that it only made Harry more...aroused.
Louis definitely couldn't deny that was also hard though and Harry's touch on him made him weak. He let out a shaky voice and gulped, sweating already from nerves.
He walked his fingertips along Harry's chest and started digging into it, shaking him. "Harry, get up." He whispered and Harry's eyelashes fluttered open.
Harry smiled at Louis briefly before he realized the situation below, his eyes widened and he blushed.
"Uh...I.." Harry seemed dumbfounded that this was actually happening to him.
Louis smirked a bit at his speechlessness. "You're still gripping my bum. And you're hard. Against my bum." he pointed out how Harry still had a firm grip on his bum.
Harry blushed a bit, "Yeah..I can tell. It's very....meaty." he laughed a bit and Louis scoffed.
"But you very much love it." He said back and pushed into Harry's hands, Harry squeezed his bum and smirked, gaining confidence.
"That much is true." Harry answered back and just stared at the boy straddling him. He licked his lips and smiled softly, looking up into his eyes.
"What if I 'accidentally' kissed you right now?" He asked the boy.
