Cheater // Larry

Chapter two

Chapter two //

Louis woke up the next day with a smile on his face. He looked to the side to see his loving husband, Zayn, sleeping peacefully besides him. His tan chest rose and fell, and his silver chain necklace with it. He was beautiful, the coloured tattoos only adding to his appearance, making him love him even more. In that moment it was pure bliss, playing happy families with the one he loved-

Then he woke up for real.

Louis shot up, eyes wide open and breathing heavy, tears pricking his eyes. He gripped his bedsheets with his fists and shook his head furiously in resistance of the thoughts invading his mind.

Accepting it was futile, Louis slowly unclenched the sheets and sat up, knowing that he needed to get some dick, fast. His t-shirt stuck to his back with sweat and his normally fluffy fringe was slicked flat on his forehead. It was not uncommon for Louis to end up in this state and he absolutely hated it. Whenever he went a couple days without fucking someone, his conscious started to imagine what it would like to have someone to love, hold and cherish. To imagine what it was like to be in a trusting relationship.

Louis knew it wasnt healthy, and that he should give into his heart but he didnt feel ready, he didnt want to when he could still do all of the stuff he was doing. Louis had never given his heart to anybody and he didnt plan on doing it any time soon, the almost inevitable end of heartbreak taunted him whenever he even began to consider it.

Unfortunately, Lou's best friend Zayn seemed to occur the most often in his dreams, or what he would sometimes view as nightmares. Apart from the fact he was insanely attractive, he could think of no other reason why Zayn in particular would possess his dreams. Maybe because he had never hurt Louis, only offering loving friendship. And Louis needed that.

He climbed out of bed then showered, and pulled on his tightest skinny jeans plus his most see-through top. He was dressing to kill. There was one cafe down the street which seemed to always have some fresh meat and boy, did Louis want to sink his teeth in quickly.

He jogged down to the cafe, getting more agitated with the previous night with every step he took. There were so many people out on the street, just living their lives in a happy state of bliss like humanity was the bee's knees.
It disgusted Louis.

A little bell rung as he opened the door, like an alarm warning those who could considered prey. Right away he saw options ; The tall blonde? The short brunette? It was usually difficult, a careful evaluation of just how easy they looked, but then he saw him.

Him.

Louis knew that this was who he was going home with. Tall with long limbs which somehow managed to not look awkward, messy brunette hair and kind green eyes. He wasn't easy looking but he was.. right. Louis took a step towards the mysterious boy when Zayn came out of nowhere and stepped in front of him, attempting and failing to block his view.

"Oh, Zayn, I didnt know you were here" Louis attempted to converse while his eyes fixated on the target.

His eyes didn't leave the boy as Zayn started talking to him. It was all a blur of murmurs and unimportant small talk until he snapped.

"Cut the crap Lou, you cant have Harry" These words were enough to pull Louis' attention.

"What are you talking about?" Louis played innocent, guessing from his tone that it would be wiser to dismiss that he was checking out the boy than admitting it.

"Im talking about the guy that you are undressing with your eyes. He's my mate's boyfriend so stay away."

Louis' eyes widened. Harry. That was the perfect name for this god that was offlimits. Some how, as soon as Louis knew the boy's name, it seemed impossible to think that he was called anything but that. His facial features, way of standing and all the other little things suddenly screamed 'Harry'. He had never noticed the details before, but ignored the fact that he had.

He gave Zayn a pleading look, eyes wide and sad resembling a puppy that had been locked out during a storm then muttered

"Ive been having the dreams again."