the babysitter [larry stylinson] DISCONTINUED

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You lucky bastards get a double update because I'm apparently going on a trip on the 24th where there's no wifi so I probs won't be back by Sunday to update -.-
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dedicated to: @syncstyles :)

To say Harry was surprised was the understatement of the century. He stayed frozen for a few seconds as Louis forcefully-almost desperately- moved his lips against his employee's. When the foreign feeling of his boss' lips in his own registered in Harry's mind, he slowly and timidly began kissing back. He slowly snaked his arms up into Louis' hair as the other man placed his hands on Harry's bum.

Harry never thought of himself as being gay, hell he's liked girls all his life, but the explosive feeling in the pit of stomach due to Louis forcefully shoving his tongue down the younger boy's throat made Harry think that maybe, just maybe, he was a little gay.

And Harry loved the feeling.

But unfortunately, the heated moment between both boys abruptly ended when Harry let out a low groan just as Louis began nibbling on his bottom lip.

Louis froze at the sound and as if Harry moaning had brought him back to his senses, he quickly pried himself off Harry's grip. Louis' lust-filled eyes had suddenly darkened a few shades and his face was flushed, from the heated moment as well as embarrassment.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Louis shrieked out in a high pitched voice. The glare of disgust he was sending Harry's way was enough to make anyone cower in fear; Harry was already wincing under the harsh stare of Mr. Tomlinson. Flushed and slightly confused, Harry tilted his head to the side a few degrees and stated up at Louis with a questioning face.

"P-pardon?" he stuttered. Louis scoffed and ignored how beautiful Harry looked leaning on the wall with swollen lips and bright emerald eyes.

"What the fuck was that, Harry? I'm your boss; you're my employee. You can't just go around kissing me all day!"

"But you're the one who-"

"Ugh I have to go. Don't ever do that again!" he scowled at Harry's hurt expression and ran off wiping his mouth and fixing his tie.

There stood Harry watching the man's back disappear and leave a hurt mess behind. He stared at the man's messy hair caused by his own long fingers for some moments before slipping out of his trance and walking to the emergency room to get the supplies he came for in the first place.

Harry tried swallowing the bile rising from his throat at the thought of Louis rejecting him flowed through his mind. If Mr. Tomlinson had started the kiss in the first place, then why would he push Harry off and accuse him of coming into his boss? Was Harry really that disgusting?

The young chap shook off those thoughts as he shakily opened the door to one of the spare rooms, where little Nialler had probably finished showering. Harry was expecting a frightened small blonde boy sitting at the edge of the bed in some clothes Harry took from Ashton's closet, so he was shocked when a body ran up to him and hugged him tightly making his wobble backwards and almost fall. Niall had his legs wrapped around the older boy's waist and his arms around Harry's torso, with his face tucked into his neck. Harry sighed contently my and hugged the younger boy back just as tightly; he was happy there was someone who could hug him and make his mood improve.

"You took so long and I thought you weren't coming back, just like everyone else" the small boy whimpered into Harry's neck making his heart melt at the boy's fond tone. "And I heard someone yelling, are you okay?"

Harry held himself back from cooing and pat Niall's back reassuringly. "Yeah I'm fine, don't worry. But now we need to talk about you" Niall visibly gulped and nodded shakily into Harry's neck. "We're going to have to take you to the police as well, your parents are probably worried about you"

Harry sat down on the edge of the bed and set the extremely light boy down on the spot next to him. Niall stared down at his lap and twiddled his thumbs waiting for Harry to speak up. Harry had no idea of who Niall really was, and that Niall knew who Harry was way before their encounter this morning.

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Meanwhile, Louis was sitting in his office waiting for a specific phone call from another fellow Spanish entrepreneur about a new product; a cooling pillow that can stay cold for long periods of time so people don't have to flip their pillows in order to be comfortable.

But Louis could not stop thinking about the heated moment he and Harry had shared earlier, and he especially couldn't get the image of Harry's plump pink lips on his own and the feeling of the boy's soft skin out of his head. Louis found himself smiling at the thought of him being the cause of Harry's groans.

'No. I'm not gay' Louis thought. 'I don't like guys'

But Louis found it harder and harder to convince himself that as the curly-headed boy kept invading his thoughts making Louis break out in a grin. Quite frankly, Louis loved the feeling that erupted in his stomach once he thought of his employee's eyes and how they matched the grass on a nice spring day, or thought of his dimples and how great it would feel to be able to kiss them.

No, Louis definitely wasn't gay at all.

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Yeah so that happened.

Thoughts on Harry getting rejected and Louis being an asshole about it?

Thoughts on Niall? Who do you think he really is?

Probably won't be on for some time as I explained at the beginning of the chapter, but love you guys <3 have a nice day.