Daddy.// Larry Stylinson.

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"Your boyfriend has no idea where you go?" Harry asked.

Trevor just shrugged and walked into the surprisingly small house. But Harry explained it the first night they hooked up he wasn't bringing strangers into his actual home.

"Told him I was going out with my friends since two of his friends are there. They're both weird. Especially the blonde. Well, brunette. He looked terrible as a blonde but he went and dyed his hair so now he just looks stupid."

Harry didn't say anything and just closed the door. He had his hair pulled back into a bun wearing nothing but sweats and nothing underneath while Trevor was wearing blue jeans, a gray t shirt and his black hair was combed over perfectly. It looked almost greasy.

Ew, Harry thought, why am I sleeping with him again?

"So," Trevor began, tugging his shirt off and tossing it on to the floor, "you want me to fuck you tonight or you want to have your way with me again?"

Harry didn't have any kind of feelings towards Trevor. He was just someone who wanted to sleep with Harry. Someone Harry had happened to know most of his life. Someone who did help him get to where he was in life now. But Harry didn't want anything romantic with him.

Harry also hated himself because somewhere Trevor's boyfriend was at home with his friends unaware that he was being stepped out on. Even if Trevor constantly told Harry that he and his boyfriend weren't serious.

Trevor wouldn't even tell Harry the name of his boyfriend so Harry figured maybe they really weren't official. Maybe they were just hanging out and allowed to be with other people.

Until Trevor would come over and tell Harry that he lied to his boyfriend about his whereabouts. Then Harry would want to vomit and punch Trevor in the face. But then Trevor would take his pants off and Harry's hard cock would remind him that it was just sex, an easy lay. Afterwards he could kick Trevor out and pretend it'd never happen.

And they would go in circles.

Harry broke it off months later after Trevor told him that he was done with his boyfriend. Trevor had wanted something serious with him but Harry wasn't interested. Trevor yelled at him and reminded him of all the things he did to help Harry and called him ungrateful.

Harry pulled out a hundred dollar bill and wiped his fake tears away before shoving Trevor out of the small house.

Harry never looked back. Never once thought about Trevor after that.

He just thought about a real relationship with someone who would love Harry for who he was and not everything he had or what he could possibly do for them.

So when he walked into the comic book store that day he wasn't expecting anything. He was going to browse around and talk to his friend Liam a bit but Liam had introduced him to his new friend Zayn and Harry just started talking to him. They got along instantly.

But it wasn't until Zayn pulled out his phone and showed Harry that photo of Louis that Harry knew he had been meant to walk into that store. Because staring at Zayn's friend, Harry knew that stranger was the one. It wasn't because Harry was just desperate for a relationship or someone new in his life.

It was something deep inside of Harry that told him Louis was the one for him and he'd have to go about knowing him any way he could. So when Zayn had given him Louis's KIK name, Harry smiled. Genuinely smiled for the first time in a long time.

-Present Day.-

Now Harry sat with Louis asleep beside him his arm tossed around him in Harry's bed. But Harry couldn't sleep even if it was after one a.m. The thought of Trevor and what he wanted was haunting Harry and he couldn't get it out of his mind.