Best Friend's Brother

Chapter Eleven

A/N: WARNING SMUT. Louis tops in the smut, because of the circumstances but other than that Harry always tops. 

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Turns out Louis and Harry don’t have time for Louis’ plan. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to see each other, because boy did they ever, but with Louis’ senior year coming to a close, it was nearly impossible. Well, it was impossible. Jay had made sure almost all of Louis’ family and friends were going to be at the graduation ceremony, the one that was coming up waytoo soon. Louis was freaking out inside. There was never enough time for anything anymore, and Jay always seemed to be tearing up whenever she saw him. Louis just wasn’t ready for this big change that was happening right before his eyes. 

Not to mention college.

The very word made Louis shiver. In three short months, he’d be away from any familiarity he once knew. He’d be with all strangers, a foreign world, pretty much. He didn’t even know where he was going yet. Sure, his mum had helped him fill out some applications, but nothing was concrete. For all he knew, he wouldn’t get accepted anywhere and would have to work at the nearest Tesco’s. No, Louis wouldn’t let that happen, and he knew his family wouldn’t either. They believed in him, believed he could do great things. 

He tried calling Harry occasionally, but the younger boy sounded… different. Not a bad different, per say, just changed somehow. It only made Louis want to see him even more. Unfortunately, if his mother wasn’t obsessing about graduation or college, Louis was being invited to parties left and right, all saying they needed to see him before school ended. If he was being completely honest with himself, he’d rather hang out with Harry any day than be around all those loud-mouthed, arrogant classmates of his. Not all of them were bad, such as Eleanor. She’d really changed, for the better, luckily. Apparently she’d started dating a guy named Stan, who made her incredibly happy.

Louis was glad things had turned out the way they did. Eleanor deserved someone who loved her one hundred percent, and Louis truly believed Stan could do that. He seemed like a nice lad.

Right now, which was Friday night, Louis was sat on his bed, texting a guy he’d spoken to once or twice in his whole life about a party tonight. How had he even gotten his phone number, Louis pondered, crinkling his eyebrows. Anyway, Louis politely declined, saying he had things he needed to get done tonight. It wasn’t that big of a lie. He and his mum still needed to pick out his outfit for graduation. And knowing Louis, it was going to take awhile. He had to find the perfect outfit, no matter how girly that sounded.

"BooBear?" Jay said, knocking lightly on Louis’ door.

"Yeah, come in," Louis replied, tossing his phone carelessly onto his bed. Turned out the guy who asked him to come to the party was a total prick, telling him he had to be there (‘you can’t tell me what to do, peasant!’ Louis thought in his mind) for reputation reasons. Louis was going to respond with a ‘dude, I barely even know your first name’, but opted on just not answering instead. He was feeling particularly sassy today…

His mum walked in with a small smile on her face. “Okay, we need to go through this closet of yours to find the perfect outfit for graduation. Aw, my little BooBear is all grown up! I remember when I graduated. Goodness, I was terrified that I’d trip and everyone would make fun of me. Overall it was a lot of fun, though!”