The Ignorant Lie

05

This past few days were calm in styles households after that incident. Louis try to avoid harry as much he can.
He ate before him he change his route if he see the older man coming same way. He didn't want to see harry all the time and the older man made it easier but not being home all day.

Things were getting better between him and liam. They became good friends in small amount of time. He learned the other boy was nothing like his brother. He is decent, polite, kind and charming. So so charming. They spend most of the time talking about their hopes and dreams or playing with lynn cause she demands their attention. In each other's company they forget about their heartbeats, missing peers or loss. It was easier to get through this with some company. They were comfortable with each other. Louis was having a good time.

Harry on the other hand was have a whole different story. He could keep the blue eyes out of his mind. He avoided him as much as he can but that stubborn man can't leave his thoughts. On top of that he can see liam and louis getting close together. They spent all the time together in liam or louis' room and the thought of might happen behind closed door make him see red.

More often than not he thought about how those thin lips on his own. He wonder how would they taste, how soft would they be. Is he a slow kisser or rough? He wonders if his skin is as soft as it seems. He wanted to touch and leave mark all over his body. He was frustrated.

He tried to overcome his frustration by fucking other guys but it wasn't doing anything for him the eyes were never cerulean or shaggy brown hair in fringe. He was still sexually frustrated he often lost control over the images of louis laughing with liam. Him in liam's arms and in pure jealousy he would fuck harder however beneath him.

Everyone around him was aware of his sour mood that put everyone on edge. There's was nothing more terrifying then Harry Styles in Sour mood. He was a time ticking bomb ready to blast.

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Harry got back from his visit to silent house.

"Where is lynn?" He asked one of maid passing by.

"Sir she's with her piano teacher." He replied respectfully.

"And where is liam?"

"Sir Liam is in his room, sir." He nodded and dismissed the maid with a hand notion.

Liam in his room is never good news these days. He walked towards his room in mild irritation why can't he just forget about that damn woman? He can have whoever he want.

He opened liams bedroom door and saw him cocoon in blanket.

"Liam what is this man?" He huffed pulling the blanket over his head.

Louis squeaked and sat up quickly eyes wide open mouth hang open. Older man was quite shocked himself his eyes moved down a bit on his naked torso. Louis notice the movement of his eyes and realized he was shirt lest with a small gasp he pull blanket up his neck to cover himself.

He looked up at the other man who was already looking at him intently demanding him look at him there eyes locked with the intensity louis was sure harry can see his soul. In the blinding silence only the sound of there breaths could be heard.

Harry found himself moving his face closer to the other man never breaking the eye contact. He was going to have a taste.He was moving so slowly louis almost missed it

Sound of a door opening break them from their staring contest

"Oh harry? What are you doing here?" Liam asked tilting his head a bit curiously.

"Oh I thought you were here." He motioned at there position. A bit angry of why was the smaller man even here shirtless.

"He wasn't feeling well and i kinda felt a bit lonely so i asked him to stay with me tonight." He replied meekly