Baby, Look What You've Done to Me [Lirry]

Chapter 7: Thoughts of You

Chapter 7: Thoughts of You

THE NEXT DAY... 

 "Lads, listen up!" Louis calls out as soon as he enters 'Harry's room' with the brightest grin the curly-haired lad has ever seen him with. "I've got some great news, and I wanna share it with you. So rise and shine, you lazy bums!"

"Too early for all this yelling," Zayn grumbles, still trying to get some sleep one of the couches across the room.

Clearly ignoring him, Louis strolls over to where the black-haired lad is, taking a seat on his back to get his attention. Zayn curses at him and pushes him off so he can sit up properly just as Niall lets out a snort from being poked in the stomach to be woken up. He, too, grumbles at the interruption, whining about how his back hurts from having to sleep on the other couch and not in a proper bed from having to keep an eye on Harry this whole time.

“What the bloody hell do you have to tell us that’s so important?” the blond complains.

“Stop being so grumpy. You’re almost as bad as our very own ‘Bradford Bad Boy’ over here,” Louis counters as he nudges Zayn’s side, earning him a scowl from said lad.

“Just get on with it, Lou,” Zayn murmurs, nearly falling back asleep.

“Well, originally, I was gonna tell you about our next move that Liam came up with last night, but that can wait until after I tell you what Liam did to me,” the Doncaster lad informs them, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

The other two lads just groan in annoyance, saying how unimportant that is to them and how much they’d really like to get back to sleep instead of listening to Louis talk about his newfound sex life with Liam. But the eldest lad just ignores their whining, settled on the fact that this is very significant information to tell his best mates.

Screw their need to sleep, he thinks with a smirk on his face.

“Anyway, let me tell you exactly what Liam did to me, cuz really, lads, he knows  what he’s doing,” he carries on.

“Oh, god. Please don’t do this to us,” Niall groans as he buries his face on his pillow.

“As I was saying,” Louis starts as he looks at both of them. “I took Liam to my room last night after dinner, so, you know, we could have some more ‘alone time’. Then it all just went out of control from there. I kissed him, then he kissed me back in a lot of other  places, if you know what I mean. He even freaking held me down with those arms of his, f***ing into me before he let me ride him the second time. Like, oh my god, he’s so hot. He was blessed with that cock of his.”

Niall has covered his ears and is humming loudly to himself as Zayn just stares at Louis with wide eyes and jaw dropped. Louis just lets out a sigh, thinking about what he and Liam did last night, hoping they could do it again and again, but in different positions, hopefully.

“I’ll never be able to sleep properly again,” Zayn says softly, mostly to himself.

“Even though I covered my ears, I still heard  you. That’s a problem, Lou!” Niall exclaims as he sits up on the couch and grabs Louis’ shoulders to shake him out of his daze. “We didn’t need to hear about that!”

“But I thought otherwise,” Louis retorts, shaking his head out of his daze. “It was a good story to tell, anyway. Stop being such babies about it.”

“Nasty,” Zayn mutters before getting up from the couch and stretching.

The chestnut-haired lad pokes Zayn’s side as he stretches, criticizing him for being all skin and bones without much muscle. “I mean, really, Zayn. You need to bulk up some more; get some muscles on that bod. If you were even close to as fit as Liam is, then I’d totally – “