"Harry Styles, pay attention!"
It was the middle of November, well November 13 to be exact, and students were barely taking things seriously. Just holding on for the short while they had left before they get winter break next month. One of the worst cases of slacking being, of course, Harry Styles.
Harry Styles was one of the most popular guys in school. He had lots of friends and everyone knew who he was. One of his better friends was currently in the class with him and they would not stop talking to one another.
"That's enough, Mr. Styles. I want you to move to that empty seat in the back. You can at least cheat off the smartest one in this bloody class."
"Oh, but Ms. Oliver, you see, I find it much more fitting to sit up here where I get FULL view of the lesson and can still talk to Austin here." His voice DRIPPED sarcasm
"That's exactly it. That's why your moving. No more arguing. Get your stuff, get up and move."
"Whatever you say, sweet cheeks."
The seat in the back, the one Ms. Oliver reassigned him, was next to none other than Louis Tomlinson. Louis was popular as well. Not as much reputation, but sports. He was captain of the Footie team and everyone knew who he was.
Louis was having a small conversation with his best friend, Trisha when Harry made his way to the back.
"Maybe this seat won't be so bad at ALL" Harry stated as he sat down next to Louis. Hand brushing Louis' thigh, making Louis' breath hitch in his throat. Well, THAT brought an abrubt end to their converstaion
Before sitting, Harry leaned to Louis and whispered in his ear-
"Hey hotness. Try not to stare, yeah? Those eyes may turn me on." He then breathed hotly on Louis' ear making Louis shiver
"This should be FUN" Louis finally managed to get out, sarcastically
"Yes it will" Harry replied with a more serious tone "You may continue with the boring lesson now"
Louis knew, in that EXACT moment, he'd be screwed.
~.~
Harry and Louis were on the bed. Louis straddling Harry's lap, kissing him furiously. Harry takes Louis' bottom lip inbetween his teeth, making Louis moan.
"You want me, don't you Tomlinson?" He reconnected their lips, making Louis moan in response, not being able to get any words out. Harry then pulled away
"Answer me"
"For fucks sake. I want you, Harry. I want you so fucking bad right now."
"Tell me what you want"
"I want to ride your fucking cock"
"Fuck, your so damn hot, Lou"
"Just get in me already"
With that the gap between the two was closed, Louis stripping himself of his shirt. Harry doing the same. Louis attached his lips to Harry's neck, sucking a love bite, then soothing it with his tongue. Harry's moans filling the room. Harry flipped them, bringing Louis to the bottom. Sliding down the front of Louis, unbottoning the wrecked lads jeans and pulling them down like his life depended on it. He kissed up Louis legs, working his way up to the waistband of Louis' boxers. He stopped right there. Breathing hotly onto Louis' lower stomach just above the hem of his boxers. Looking up at the boy, he said
"Tell me you love me"
Louis looked down, straight into Harrys eye.
"I love you, Haz. So fucking much. I always have"
That was enough to make Harry go for what it was he wanted. He ripped Louis boxers down and took his cock into his hands and-
Louis woke to the sound of his alarm, irritated that his dream ended at that point. He was a sweaty wreck and had uncomfortably tight pajama bottoms. He got up out of his bed, in a rush to get to the bathroom. Once there he stripped and proceeded to take a cold shower, taking care of his not-so-little problem
~.~
When the time came for Louis to go to that damned class, he was dreading it. He would have to face the subject of his wet dream. Around other people. He would just avoid Harry. That sould work. But it doesn't
"You guys will be starting your semester project that will be worth quite a mark on your grade. I went ahead and paired you up. Austin, you'll be with Michael. Joselyn, you'll be with Trisha, Louis you'll be with Harry-"
Louis made a small sound that sounded like he was choking. Harry smirked and leaned back in his seat. Louis rolled his head back and groaned. This project was gonna be torture.
"Careful, Hotness. That was a hot little sound you made. Don't worry,"
He leaned once again to whisper hotly into Louis ear
"Everything will come out okay" He then managed to bite Louis earlobe. Louis made a small sound in the back of his throat, inadvertently letting Harry know he'd done something right.
"Oh, that reminds me. I had the HOTTEST dream about you last night, Tomlinson. Wanna hear?" Harry said with a smirk playing on his lips, eyebrows raised. This is what Harry did. He'd mess with people. Get them all hot and bothered- get a rise out of them for their own entertainment.
Louis, barely able to breathe, was only able to form a small amount of words
"Maybe another time, Harry"
"DEFINITELY taking you up on that. Possibly... Another night" He winked and let Louis sit there, incredibly flustered.
"I will post later tonight on the class page what your assigned topics will be. Some may be a bit.... MATURE, but it was arranged at random placement."
At that point the bell rang
"Alright have a nice weekend. At least TRY to get some work in on this project, guys."
Louis was trying to gather his stuff as fast as he possibly could, trying to get away from that area right away. It didn't work
It never does
Harry came up behind him and bit his lobe once again "My place. 6:00, pack your school bags and be set for overnight. I don't want to fail." He winked at Louis and walked away. Louis was left breathless, spechless, and hopeless.
This night was going to be hell
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