Mindreader (L.S.)

14.

A couple of days later, Harry and Louis find themselves at school, eating lunch along with Zayn, Niall and Liam. The five were beginning to form a group, and they all realized how well they clicked together.

"So," Niall stated, someone finally addressing the elephants in the room. It was very noticeable that there was something going on between Harry and Louis as well as between Liam and Zayn, them all being caught up in each other while Niall awkwardly focused on his food; his one true love. "Will someone tell me what's going on?"

Harry turns his head from Louis' eyes to look at Niall with an innocent look on his face. "What?"

Niall looks pointedly between Louis and Harry. They're sitting close, probably closer than friends would and they're basically holding hands. "Okay, so Louis and I, um, are kind of like a thing." Harry says, popping his mouth and looking around.

No one says a word, and they probably all knew from the way the boys acted, so none of them have any violent reaction to the news. "And you?" Niall then looks between Zayn and Liam.

"Same." Liam nods awkwardly.

"So, I'm now single all alone? What am I gonna do now?" Niall complains.

They all look between each other before Louis snorts and then Zayn and Harry break out in laughter, Liam joining them soon after. At least now everyone knows, Harry thinks. He knows Louis and him aren't official yet, but it was nice to tell people the news, because Harry sure is happy about it.

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Later that day Harry and Louis are in trigonometry class together and the teacher is babbling on about something that's probably pretty important but neither bothers to listen. Harry scribbles something down on a paper and passes it to Louis without the teacher noticing.

Louis reads over the paper.

Read my mind.

That's all it says so Louis looks at Harry, and the boy nods in return so Louis does as told and transports into the curly-haired's mind. When he's in he signales so to Harry.

"Hi," Louis can't help but smile at the adorable boy. He only wished he could talk back and Harry would hear it. "I can't wait for Saturday," Harry starts and Louis grins. He can't either and he's been thinking about it all day so he's glad that Harry has thought about it as well.

"I'm really looking forward to it and I already know what I'm wearing. I'm excited for the date and the restaurant of course, but I'm mostly looking forward to what's coming after that." A faint blush appears on both Louis' and Harry's faces at that. "After that time on your couch I haven't been thinking about anything else, and I really want us to, you know, in the hotel."

Louis' whole face is changed into one of pure adoration for the boy. He's so happy that Harry's been thinking as much about this as himself and he knows they both want the same thing.

"I can't wait to touch you, to pleasure you." Harry continues shyly and Louis' breath hitches quietly. "I just want to feel you all over, and- I'm sorry I'm acting so weird about this, I'm just- you'll be my first Lou,"  Louis' heart flutters at that, because Harry will be his first too, and he's absolutely loving the thought. He wants to tell Harry that he isn't acting weird and that Louis' loving it, but the teacher is still explaining something at the board and the class is almost entirely silent.

"But I'm so happy that you're gonna be my first, so I'm just excited really. I just want to satisfy you and make you feel good, and I want it to last long and I wanna make you come several times and- I'm sorry, this is turning very sexual." Harry chuckles in his mind, but Louis' face is bright red and he can feel his member twitching in his pants, obviously reacting to Harry's words.

"Mr. Tomlinson? Are you okay?" The teacher speaks, grabbing both Louis and Harry's attention, and Louis' eyes widen and he instantly transports out of Harry's mind. Before he can answer his teacher the bell rings. Louis quickly stands up and is in the span of mere seconds out the door. Harry's confused eyes follow him. Did he not like it? Harry thinks to himself and carries on packing his stuff.

As Harry walks out the door he feels a tug on his arms and turns to see Louis pulling him away from all the people. Louis opens the door to a dark room with janitor stuff, pushing Harry inside and following suit. He shuts the door hurriedly and then immediately pushes himself against Harry, Harry's back hitting the wall.

Louis hungrily attaches his lips to Harry, and even though Harry's taken aback, he's kissing back just as passionately, tongues crashing together. Louis rubs his body against Harry's, hands holding Harry's hands down by his side. Harry's stands breathless against the wall when Louis pulls back a little.

"Who gave you the right to make me horny in the middle of class." Louis whispers against Harry's ear and Harry shivers as the breath hits him. Harry can't get enough of Louis so he manages to get free from the boy's hold and uses his hands to grab Louis' neck and pull him forward again so their lips smash together. Harry captures Louis' lip between his teeth before turning back to the kiss and running his tongue against Louis'.

"Saturday better come soon." Louis says out of breath because of the kissing after a couple of minutes. Harry smiles and leans his forehead against Louis'.

"We should get back to class." Harry whispers, that being the thing he wants to do least in the world right now. He would rather stay here with Louis and share even more intimate moments with the boy.

Louis nods and takes a last breath before opening the door. The boys step out in the hallway, earning a few confused glances from the people around them.

"I'll see you in dance class?" Louis says as they part ways.

"You bet." Harry smiles and walks to his next class, the smile glued to his face.