Rules are made to be broken.

Chapter 1 - Introduction

Harry was very excited to be back at camp, the trees, the grass, the freedom and the peace of being in the middle of nowhere.

Yes, he was probably a little old for summer camp, but who cares? he likes it and that's all that matters.

unfortunately this was his last year in summer camp before college, witch he was not very excited about.

fuck, he didn't even knew what he wanted to do, of course his mother and sister have several ideas for his life, but he has none.

His accommodation this year was one of the most distant from the other cabins, which was not a problem because he likes people, but that's not why he's here.

Also because there are rules of behavior in summer camp as :

no kissing in front of the younger children.

avoid profanity

no sex, no matter where you are - of course this rule is imposed on the oldest.

no sex

That was never a problem"

"Hi"

Harry turns quickly and finds a pair of blue eyes staring at him, waiting for an answer.

Right, an answer.

"Sorry, Hi. I'm Harry Styles" he says offering his hand.

"Louis Tomlinson" They shake hands, and Harry feels Louis' delicate hand around his large one.

"So, since we will be sharing the same cabin for the next few weeks, I think it's only fair that we become friends? right?" he offers a dazzling smile.

Sure, friends, for now...

"What was that?"

Oh God, did he said that out loud?

"Th-That would be awesome"

"Okay then" He smiles again.

Later, after dinner, they walked together back to the cabin.

On the way, Louis pulled a pack of cigarettes and a lighter and looked up at Harry.

"Do you mind?"

he did, Harry hated smoking for several reasons.

But why fight now?

"No, go ahead"

Louis picked up a cigarette, took up his lips and lit.

It was so obscene, Harry thinks he'd never seen anything so obscene in his life, not even in porn movies, the way the cigarette touched his lips lightly and firm at the same time.

He couldn't help but wonder how those lips would look like on his cock.

'stop staring' he thinks.

"Do you want one?" Louis asks politely

"No thanks" He smiles.

After that they walk in silence.

While Louis puts his pajamas on, Harry can't help but look at him.

his curves were perfect, almost feminine and fuck he has tattoos, a lot of them.

Harry wants to trace a pattern on them with his tongue.

And now he's hard.

But he brought no pajamas.

"Do yo mind if I sleep naked?" he asks aware that it is not a good idea.

"Not at all" Louis smiles. "But I won't let you do it by yourself." And like that, he takes his pajamas of and stays only in his underwear.

"Do you mind?" He sends Harry a questioning look.

"No" He smirks.

And so Louis takes his underwear off.

The no sex rule was not a problem until he met those blue eyes.

he never considered himself a rule-breaker.

But things change.

and Louis would be the death of him.