I stood awkwardly in his living room, he leaned against the wall not looking at me but at his feet. I ran my hand through my hair quickly it seems that's what I've been doing lately when I get nervous instead of smoking. " I'm sorry Harry."
" There's nothing to be sorry about Louis it's my fault I made a move towards you knowing you were straight."
" it's not! It's mine, I'm the one who's in fault." he sighed and ran a hand through his hair and then fixed the bun again. He looked tired exhausted maybe he hadn't slept in a while.
" I suppose if you want to yell at me or scream at me you're welcome to stay but if not would you please tell me what the hell you want and then get out." I felt so much emotion so much raw endless emotion. It was running through my veins and it was a burning sensation, a feeling like I wanted to dig my nails into my skin.
" I want you to kiss me. Kiss me like you were going to." He looks at me and this time I can see the water in his eyes.
"I'm not going to be a part of some sick joke."
"It's not a joke Harry! I'm confused! I've never felt this way about a guy."
"What way?"He said looking down at me.
"The way my stomach feels like there's fucking mutant butterflies in there that's beating the Shit out of me every time I see you."he's still quiet ,"I've never wanted a guy to kiss me as much as I want you to kiss me and it scares the Shit out of me Harry." He doesn't smile he's serious but he takes my hand and pulls me with him to his couch.
I sit down and he grabs a shirt pulling it over his head. "You could have told me you were confused."
"I tried I just I couldn't get my mouth to say what my heart felt."he was so serious looking and he was staring straight into my eyes.
"Do you still want to kiss me?"there was little hint of hope in his voice.
"Yeah." His whole persona changes he's smiling giddy Harry again.
"Okay then. We'll just kiss."
He moves forward and is just a couple inches from my lips but I can't wait for him so I just move forward,making our lips touch. Instinct makes me want to pull back but I don't I place my hand on his shoulder.
His lips are soft and his tongue keeps grazing across my bottom lip. Then he puts his tongue in my mouth for a second I'm just froze. Until I do the same as him and were passionately kissing.
I don't know how long has gone by just that it was hot. My hands were in his hair, which had come down from its bun. He had his fingers in mine as well pulling me closer to him, I let my hands run down his back. As the moment got hotter he tugged at my lip and it made me whimper.
"Sorry. Uhm was that... Was that okay?" I couldn't help but smile at him.
"It was more than okay Harry." He smiles scratching his neck.
"Should we stop now?" I look at him a little timidly.
"If you want to."
"It's not that I want to its that I uhm- you do things to me Louis." He says his voice deep but still he sounds so very childish. I glance down and notice a bulge in his trousers and he doesn't try to cover it, but seeing him like that because of me makes my own trousers grow in the front. I try to cover it but fail and when he sees my red cheeks. A smirk plays on his lips and he leans forward placing one last sloppy wet kiss on my lips.
"I'll call you tomorrow." I say standing.
"Okay." I turn and walk from the apartment. I'm red and I have a massive buldge in my trousers and I feel high.
This chapter tho!!! Idk I like it made me have serious Larry feels. Thanks for reading

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The Parlour {LS//AU}
FanfictionOn a street in London hidden between two tall buildings sat a tattoo shop. 'The Parlour' was written in lights bringing in passer byers from the autumn air. In the back of the shop sits a tall boy with long curly hair and emerald green eyes; a boy w...