Pretty Alpha X Larry

Four

Harry slips his key in the hole, turning it a few times before the door opens. He's horrified when he sees what he sees. Louis. 

Now, Harry loves Louis with all his heart. But there is lipgloss on his lips and he hasn't washed the mascara off. 

"Hi Haz- where are you going?" Louis asks, frowning because Harry just scurried to the bathroom without even saying hello. 

"I- I need to pee!" Harry shouts back, almost tripping over with his long bambi legs. He goes in the bathroom, shutting the door immediately and locking it. 

He breathes heavily, then frantically looks through the cupboard for some cotton. Now all he needs is the...oh shit. 

Where's the make up remover? 

Harry was sure he took it. No, he did take it. But the thing is, there's nothing in his pockets except for some spare change, which he doesn't need right now. 

"Haz, why is makeup remover on the floor?" 

Harry freezes, before speaking up, "I -I um-". Unfortunately he couldn't form proper words, so Louis easily interrupted him. "Open the door, love." 

Harry panics, and doesn't know what to do. He slaps a hand over his mouth, opens the door and peeks his head out a little, so Louis can only see one eye which is hopefully being covered by his curls.

Lightly, Louis chuckles, "Did you visit Gemma? Without me? You little shit." 

Instead of laughing along like Louis suspected he would, Harry shakes his head, "N-no." 

"Oh. You go see Eleanor today?" 

Harry nods. So does Louis. 

"Well, you have her make up remover thingy. How d'it even get in your pocket?" Louis snorts our another laugh after that, throwing the small bottle up in the air then catching it. 

Harry's eyes flickered from side to side: it was too hard to make eye contact right now. "L-listen b-babe I..." He fiddled with his fingers, a nervous habit that Louis always noticed. Luckily his hands were hidden behind the door. 

"Or I can, if you want," Louis offered, raising an eyebrow, "You alright? Are you sick?" Louis took a step closer, reaching his hand out to feel Harry's forehead with a worried expression. 

Harry jerked his head back, and when he did he instantly regretted it as Louis' face fell and a hurt expression was there. 

"H-hey...don't do that," Louis frowned, but stopped and gasped. "Ha- um. Are you wearing...mascara?" 

The alpha said nothing, but when he blinked, a tear fell. 

"Harry..." Louis whispered. His gaze was soft and he reached up, brushing away Harry's tear with the pad of his thumb. 

Like Louis suspected, after he wiped the tear there was a black splodge on the corner of Harry's eye. "Love, look at me." 

Harry looked at Louis, and was shocked when he saw a comforting smile on his face, "I'm sorry I ruined your makeup." 

Harry suddenly burst into tears, and became embarrassed when a whimper left his lips. What sort of alpha makes a noise like that? A weak one.

Louis felt sad: he barely sees Harry cry. After taking his hand, he hooked his arms around Harry's neck, giving him the best hug he could. "Please don't cry," he said. 

"I- I didn't m-m-mean to..." blubbered the alpha, hiccuping after. He hugged Louis back, as if it was going to be the last time he would be able to do that. 

They stayed like that for a few minutes, while Harry calmed himself. Louis helped, rubbing his back slowly, whispering comforting things in his ear. 

Louis dragged Harry to the bedroom, and they both sat down on the bed. Harry still had a hand over his mouth covering his shiny lips.

"No more tears, love," Louis said softly, "There's nothing to cry about." The omega tried tugging at Harry's hand, but he wouldn't budge. 

"What are you doing?" He asked. 

Louis chuckled, "I want to kiss you." 

"You can't! I'm...wearing lipgloss." 

"And I'm not," winked Louis, "Sharing is caring." 

Hesitantly, Harry lowered his hand. He hoped that by biting his lip it would cover it, but it obviously didn't. Louis' eyes lit up when he saw his alpha's shiny lips, and he reached forward, giving him a kiss while holding Harry's hand, lacing their fingers together. 

When Louis pulled back, Harry could see that a tiny bit of lipgloss had smudged onto Louis' thinner lips. 

Before Harry could apologise, or ramble about how this was all an accident, Louis' grip tightened on Harry's hands and he sniffed at his alpha's neck, nosing and kissing it gently. 

The intimate gesture made Harry smile, closing his eyes and sighing in relief. His head rested on Louis' and he felt the omega's fluffy hair tickle his chin. 

When a soft purr-like sound came from his mate, he thought -

Yeah, this will be okay. 

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