He's Not Afraid || L.S AU

Chapter 7

Louis' POV

Harry rips his body practically nearly blanketing me and stares wide-eyed at the figure who seems to haven't moved at all in the last few seconds passing by. Still a bit out of breath, I scramble out his bed and straightening my now creased top. Harry notices the absence of the warmth radiating off of him and turns to me making me turn red.

"Louis pl-" he stands up, still shirtless "I-I bett-better g-go" I stammer, tripping over my two left feet slightly and out the door, squeezing past the still speechless figure. Jaw wide open such as their eyes.

I run till my legs give out and I'm standing on the pavement of Toby's street. I sit down at the edge of the pathway so my feet is planted on the empty road. 

What have I done? What just happened? Why? I rub my face with my hands furiously. Harry Styles was practically all over me! And gosh did that felt damn amazing...

Why did he kiss me in the first place? I mean, he knows I've never experienced anything like that before so why'd he do it? If he was just looking for a good..ya know.. then why me? It's not like I'm anything special. Predictions and what if's flood my over-thought mind. I groan in confusion, "What the hell happened?" I ask myself in the silent neighbourhood, count out the music from the party I was previously in. Harry is just so confident and he just makes me go nuts sometimes, making me feel these things nobody else can ever do. He's running wild in my eyes. Another thing he isn't afraid of.

"Louis!" Niall gives me an almighty grin. "Yeah?" I look up at him "You and Harry Styles were literally fucking snogging and making it out like no tomorrow! I am so proud!" he wipes a fake tear on his cheeks. "Nialler," I say "I mean, Harry isn't gay.. well I don't think so anyway." he continues to ramble on "Niall," I repeat "You guys will be so-" "NIALL!" I shout in the silent night or early morning. "What?" he jumps on his toes in pure enjoyment.

Why's he so happy? Shouldn't I feel happy having my first kiss with Harry? Why don't I feel happy? I mean, I did enjoy every single moment, I've never had that feeling before but is it Harry or was it the situation I was in?

"Why aren't I happy?" I speak "Maybe you're still in shock. We both were. I was literally keeping my eyes glued to you being underneath Harry Fucking Styles. The room was so hot with tension mate, you could literally feel it." Niall sits next to me.

"How'd you find me?" I ask turning my face so I'm met with Niall's face. "It was like 12:45 and I was waitin' for you. You didn't show up for another 10 minutes and I decided to go look at the back and upstairs as I know you wouldn't like going to the party. I was getting worried not being able to get a sight of you and that you are very punctual. So I looked upstairs and looked in every single room until that left the last room; where you two were in. I could actually here you guys' moaning and everything." Niall shivers, however I don't think it was from the cold. I blush hiding my face from him.

"Aw, Lou's gone all shy again" Niall coos pinching my heated cheeks "Get off you leprechaun!" I laugh. "Shit man!" Niall laughs with me "What?" "Your neck is literally covered in love bites" Niall points to my neck "Love what?" I take my phone out for a mirror so my reflection is on the black screen.

"Oh my god! That's what he was doing?!" I brush one of the many on my skin. "You're so innocent" Niall says in disbelief. I pout at the deep red/purple/blue marks on my skin. "How do you get rid of them?!" I frantically ask Niall "Very innocent" Niall mutters in a daze "Niall!" "Sorry, erm you can't do anything but cover it with make-up. It will be gone in about 5 days tops since Harry literally did them-" "Okay okay" I cut him off making him smirk. He will never let this go..

"My mum and sisters and maybe even Mark will see these!" I tell my friend. "Who's Mark?" Niall asks "Step-Dad, I don't see him much since I'm doing something after school, picking up the twins and he's mostly always working" I explain mindlessly. "Was Harry drunk off his arse or what?" Niall brings the subject in the matter again "No, certain anyway" I admit.