“So, if we’re gonnaget... unbonded... Iguess we should tell our parents.” Louis says from the passenger seat. Harry’s hands tighten around the steering wheel. He’s right, of course, but telling Anne doesn’t sound at all appealing to Harry. “We can start with my mum, if you want,” Louis continues, “Best done over a cuppa probably.” He places a hand on Harry’s thigh. “Don’t stress. We’ll get through this,” he assures,“Mum won’t kill you; you’re my friend.”
Harry turns to smile at Louis, seeing a crinkly-eyed smile returned, and suddenly he feels almost confident about telling Louis’ mum. He’s not going to lose Louis because they’re friends. Friends with a bond that he doesn’t share with Niall, Liam, or Zayn; people he’s been friends with for years. He wonders briefly how different it will feel to be around Louis after they unbond.
When they climb out of the car, the front door of Louis’ house opens. He makes his way up to his mum with a smile, pecking her on the cheek. Harry follows with Louis’ backpack on his shoulder.
“Morning, boys. Why don’t you come in for a cuppa, Harry?”
Harry smiles. “Sure, thank you.”
Louis grabs his hand and leads him inside as they follow Jay into the kitchen. Harry sits down at the table as Louis takes the kettle from Jay. “I’ll do it. You sit down, Mum.” Jay does as she’s told with a smile as they watch Louis fill the kettle and potter around the kitchen.
He’s talking to his mum about something Harry isn’t really paying attention to when he drops the box of tea bags in his hands, sending bags scattering along the floor. Jay makes a move to help him, but Louis holds his hand up and bends to do it himself. “I’ve got it.”
Jay gasps and Harry doesn’t realise why at first, but then he notices that Louis’ shirt has slipped from his shoulder, leaving his neck bare. Harry curses under his breath and Louis freezes. “Is that?” Jay asks as she stands and reaches forward to touch the scar. Louis winces and stands up straight, instinctively moving towards Harry. Harry’s not sure if the omega is scared, or if he wants to protect Harry. Either way is not looking good, so Harry stands. “You bonded?” she asks and Harry can’t lift his eyes from the floor; he feels so fucking guilty.
“It was an accident.” Harry says then cringes; that sounded reassuring in his head.
“It’s not his fault, Mum,” Louis rushes to explain, “We just-with my heat and everything, we just kind of got caught up in the moment.”
“Did you give him permission?” Jay asks, eyeing Harry. He knows that she already knows the answer.
Louis sighs and shakes his head. “We’re going to get unbonded.” Jay looks at them for a moment, then moves to the kettle to continue making tea without a word. Louis leads Harry out to his car.
“Well,that didn’t quite go to plan.” Harry says quietly and Louis pats his shoulder comfortingly.
“She’ll come around. You didn’t have bad intentions.”He smiles slightly.
“Not exactly how you plan on being bonded, though.” Harry rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.
“No,” Louis shakes his head, but his features are soft so he doesn’t appear too annoyed right now, “I thought I’d fall in love first, and then do it when the heat wasn’t clouding everything.”
“We can still get unbonded,” Harry assures,“Imean… we’re young.” Louis nods and pulls Harry into a hug.
The alpha nuzzles into his neck and breathes in his scent. It calms the dull throb of guilt settled over his chest. Louis turns his head and pecks Harry on the cheek.
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larry stylinson (alpha and omega)
Teen FictionWarnings: hybrid,rimming, fingering, gay sex,slight really really tiny pain kink (barely there), cross dressing,over stimulation, dirty talk,mention of m-preg, toys,just alot of random stuff I was like OH this is good I'll work it in. Louis is an Om...