Larry Stylinson | Fanfics

I want you

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(Harry's P.O.V)

It was lunch break and I was just with my two best mates, Niall and Liam. "So, I had my first kiss last night.", Liam blurted. Niall and I snapped our heads to him, eyes widening. "What? You've had your first kiss!", Niall furrowed his eyebrows. I looked at Niall, confused. "Liam? No, he hasn't..", I shook my head. "Ni, you told me you'd never bring that up.", Liam said to Niall through clenched teeth. I laughed. "What are you guys talking about?", I shook my head. Liam pointed to Niall. "Remember that time we all got baked?", Liam asked me. I raised my eyebrows. "Not 'we'. That was just you and Niall.", I corrected him. "Okay, whatever! Niall and I kissed! It meant absolutely nothing!", Liam told me and I couldn't suppress my laughter. Niall chuckled. "Why are you laughing?", Liam asked, pouting. "You two were like..meant for each other! I so ship you guys.", I winked at them both. Niall blushed. "Woah..no. I told you it didn't mean anything and I'm not gay.", Liam rolled his eyes. "You can be bi. Try going on a date.", I suggested. "We can try.", Niall said meekly, nodding. "I'm not bi! I'm not going on a date with you, Niall! That's gross!", Liam told us harshly, then walked off. Niall sighed. I smiled and patted his back. "Hey, it's okay. He's just confused. We'll give him some time.", I informed Niall. "Hey, Harry!", I heard Nick Grimshaw's voice call me. I bit my lip. Nick is Year 10 and he likes me..more than a mate. "Harry, you don't have to go over there.", Niall told me as I stood up. I shrugged, looking where Nick was. He was sort of by my older brother and his group of friends. If I needed any help, I could just call for him. "He can't do any harm.", I told Niall and walked over to Nick, smiling. "Hello.", I waved. Nick smiled. "You look really nice today. There's just so many layers you have on there..", Nick eyed me, licking his lips. I chuckled. "I am a bit chilly.", I told him. I was only wearing a green collared shirt with a navy blue jacket over it and a blue beanie with black trousers. "I can help make you warm.", he slid his hand up and down my arm. "Actually, I'm fine.", I laughed nervously as he slid both arms around. I squealed. "Nick, you-your touching me inappropriately.", I grunted against his grip and I could feel his hot breath against my neck. "Hey! Get off my brother!", I heard my older brother, Stan, say and he pushed Nick off of me. "He wanted me to do that.", Nick told him. My eyes widened as I shook my head. "No he didn't. I saw you put your filthy hands all over him.", Stan's friend, Louis said. Louis was always helping me out. I smiled. He winked at me. He's always willing to help me out. I love when he comes over because he likes talking to me too. "Listen. If I ever see you touch my brother, EVER, again. I'll beat you into a pulp, do you hear me, twat?!", Stan shouted at Nick, shoving him. Nick nodded shakily and walked away. "Thanks..", i looked at Stan and Louis. I was tall for a 15 year old so I was up to Louis' nose and Stan's chin. "Where's Niall and Liam?", Stan asked me and I eyed the table Niall was sitting at but he wasn't there. I shrugged. "You can come with me. You and Louis have the same class anyways.", Stan yawned as Louis put his arm around me. "I say we egg his house tonight.", Louis whispered. "I heard that! You aren't taking my brother anywhere to do anything illegal, Louis.", Stan warned but Louis just rolled his eyes. "Are you thinking about joining any sports?", Louis asked me. I nodded. "Tennis, actually.", I told him proudly. Louis laughed. "Don't you dare say anything..", Stan glared at Louis. I frowned. "What's wrong with tennis?", I questioned. "It's just..girly.", Louis laughed and my heart fell. "Louis! What the hell! It's not a girly sport. Louis doesn't know what he's talking about. He doesn't even do sports.", Stan assured me, smacking Louis in the arm. Louis rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I bet you'd be a really sexy tennis player. Not one of those girly ones.", he complimented and I laughed. "I need a good wank.", Louis said loudly and Stan slapped him. "You need to what?", I asked. Wank? What is that? "Nothing. God, Louis. He's only 15.", Stan scolded him. I furrowed my eyebrows. "I'm old enough to know what wank means.", I pouted. "It's just a way of feeling good.", Louis rubbed his crotch. Then, the bell rang. "okay, off to P.E.", Louis put his arm around me and we walked down the hall together. "So...what is wanking?", I looked up at Louis and he smiled. "Google it, yeah?", Louis squeezed my shoulder. "Okay...", I frowned. "Hey, I'm coming over today.", Louis told me. "But Stan will be at football practice.", I explained. "Is he? Well, I'll just hang out with you until Stan gets home.", Louis stated. I nodded. "Can we-oomf.", I fell over as someone ran into me. "Hey, watch it!", Louis yelled at someone and pulled me up. "Thanks..", I sighed and we entered the gym. After school, Louis drove us to my home. "Wait..there's no one home.", I stopped at the front door. "So? Don't you trust me?", Louis asked and I looked at him. "Of course I do!", I told him. "Good.", Louis slipped his hand into my back pocket and I gasped. "What're you...", I began but Louis pulled out my key house. "Oh.", I finished. "Don't worry..you don't really have a bum to grab.", Louis unlocked the door and we walked inside. I frowned. "I'm joking. Let's go up to your room?", Louis looked at me and I nodded, running up the stairs. "Race you!", I laughed but he caught up with me pretty fast. "No!", I giggled, pushing him to the side and I ran to my room, collapsing onto my bed. Louis came in and collapsed on top of me. "Get off! Your to heavy!", I screamed, not being able to breathe. "Oh yeah?", Louis started tickling me and I laughed hysterically. "Sto-stop!", I shouted and I was panting for air. "Louis! Inhaler! Can't..breathe!", I told Louis, panic rising within me. Louis abruptly stopped. "Where is it?", Louis hopped it. I coughed loudly, pointing to my dresser where it was laying. "Shit..shit..shit..", Louis got the inhaler and put it to me mouth. I took it from him, pushing the button for more air. I breathed in, closing my eyes. "Are you okay?", Louis had his hands on my shoulders. I smiled, opening my eyes to see his blue eyes looking at me worriedly. Then, it got a bit weird because I felt lips on mine. I've never had lips on mine and they were a 17 year olds. Louis was kissing me. My brothers face. How do I kiss? Why am I not stopping him? I..like it and it's my first kiss. wait, why was Louis kissing me? I gasped when I felt a warm..wet sensation in my mouth. Is that his tongue..? He grabbed my curly hair with his hands and I placed my hands on his chest, trying to push him off. "Get off of him!", I heard someone say and Louis stood up. I was trying to catch my breath and I used my inhaler, closing my eyes. "What's wrong with you?", Stan asked Louis. "What? I was kissing him.", Louis rolled his eyes. "Well, do you happen to know that he's a 15 year old boy and you are 17?! Or the fact that he hadn't had his first kiss!?", Stan shouted. Louis had been my first kiss...I looked at Louis. He didn't look ashamed or guilty..he looked happy and proud. "Stan..it's okay.", I smiled weakly. Stan shook his head. "Harry, was he forcing you?", Stan looked at me, concerned. I laughed. "No, of course not!", I said. Stan grabbed Louis' arm and put him close to him. "Don't....if you do....Harry...kill...it?", were the only words I could make out from Stan. "I can't even say hi? I think you're being a bit dramatic there.", Louis replied, glancing at me. "Don't touch him and you can't ever be home alone with him.", Stan Spat. Louis held up his arms defensively. "Okay..okay..Stan, I'm sorry..", Louis sighed. Stan looked at me, then at Louis. "Leave..I'll see you tomorrow at school.", Stan turned to me as Louis left. I smiled at Stan. "How was practice?", I asked. "I skipped the second half. Do you realize what Louis is capable of?", Stan asked me and I opened my mouth to say yes..but I didn't really know. I shook my head. "He can trick you, he can use you, he will use you. He's a 17 year old, horny boy. He doesn't deserve you.", Stan told me and I nodded, looking down. "He...put his tongue in my mouth..", I mumbled. Stan's eyes widened then he stroked my back. "Don't ever let Louis do that to you again.", Stan warned. I smiled. "Thanks.", I hugged him tightly. "I have homework..I'll see you later.", Stan told me, leaving.