Always In My Heart, @HarryStyles

four

HARRY

"There you are!" Liam called out as our elevator door opened to the lobby level. "Where were you two?" he questioned, looking into my eyes. I smirked and looked at Louis, who was giggling. "If you think about it," He started, "We were actually SAVING time by showering together." I bursted out laughing, about to double over from seeing the look Liam gave us.

"Gross!" Zayn called from the other side of the large entrance space. I rolled my eyes and grabbed Louis's hand as we left the fancy hotel.

Like always, we went out the back entrance, following a couple security guards to our 2 large SUVs and their matching drivers. Louis and I got into the front one, while the rest of the boys got in the one behind, already sick of us.

I didn't mind, I liked having Lou to myself.

I let Lou get in first, so I could get a quick glimpse of his wonderful ass. "Hey! Get in the damn car!" Niall called out jokingly. I shot back a glare at him, not over the fact that he told on me. He put his hands up in a surrender and got into his own car. I smiled with satisfaction, it was nice seeing him a bit scared.

"Excuse me sir," Louis said to our driver. "Yes Mr. Tomlinson." The perky man responded with. "How far is it to the studio?" He questioned back in the high voice he used when talking to strangers. "Oh.... I'd say 30 minutes or so...." The man's voice trailed off as Louis pressed the button to lower the small sliding door that separated the front of the car to the back, so the driver couldn't hear us.

"Perfect..." He mumbled, leaning himself into me. "I'm in a pretty good mood today...." He started, placing a hand on my upper thigh.

My eyes widened as my small member started to slowly lift. "Oh really?" I said back to him seductively. He nodded and got down in the small crevice between the front seat and our seats. He unbuttoned my jeans and shimmied them down my thighs so my boxers were exposed. "But I didn't... Ya know... for you this morning." I said back,  suddenly feeling guilty I didn't help him out in the shower. He shook his head slowly.

"I'm in a very generous mood today, Styles." He said, slowly pulling down my boxers, exposing my shaft that flung up to hit the t-shirt that lay flat on my stomach. "Woah there curly, am I really that good looking?" He smiled and stroked it, making me whine. "You know you're gorgeous." I simply said back to him, gulping down a bit of saliva.

His tongue swirled around my tip a couple times before he took me all in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. I put my hand on the back of his neck as he did his thing, pushing him up and down along with his bobs. "Fuckkk Lou...." I said over and over starting to grip the back of his t-shirt as he sent me over the edge.

"Shit! Shit! Yes Lou! Yes, fuck, Yes!!" I yelped into my hand, trying to be as quiet as possible. I bursted then, making him swallow my whole load. He did so very cleanly, making sure there was no leftover mess. I was breathing heavy, my chest pumping up and down as I pulled up my pants.

"Shit Lou.." I whispered into him, placing my head on his chest. "Getting pretty good at it.." He said back. I looked up at him with a smile. "Well that's a fucking understatment." I simply said back as I felt my phone ring on the seat's leather.

"Hello?" I answered, still out of breath from one of the most fantastic blow jobs I had ever received. "Harry?" The voice on the other hand, Liam's, said.

"Yeah." I breathed out, trying to steady myself. "Shit, in the car too? You guys just don't stop." I laughed out. "I don't know what you're talking about..." I answered, and he chuckled. "I don't wanna know." was all he said back, making Louis laugh a bit. "Just remember to keep that energy in private."

I swallowed hard. Louis groaned, the smile disappearing from his face. "Look guys, you know I want you to be able to be all lovey dovey out in public as much as you guys do. But let's face it, you can't. I'm sorry lads." I exhaled slowly and looked up at Louis. His eyes looked sad. Mine probably looked the same.

I continued on with the call for another few minutes or so before hanging up, my happy mood completely dissipated. "God dammit. Why does Liam suddenly think he's allowed to lecture us? This is such rubbish, such bullshit!" Louis spat out, anger rising in his chest. I put a hand on his cheek and smiled. His blue eyes were filled with tears.

"I know baby. I know." Was all I said over and over until we arrived at the studio.

The interview ended up being fine, just like Louis and I had known it would be. We answered a couple questions about our new album dropping in a few months, did a couple songs, and then we were out.

The boys tend to forget that although THEY just found out about Lou and I's relationship, we had been keeping it a secret from them for an entire year. And if we could keep a secret from 3 boys we spent our entire lives with, we could truly hide anything.

The driver played some of our older songs on the way back to the hotel from the studio, thinking we would be pleased. We smiled and nodded our heads along to the songs, but in reality we were dying inside

. Everyone of the boys, including myself, strictly listened to our stuff when we needed to. It was weird hearing your voice over the radio for one, and also, none of us were very big into pop songs. Which seems weird, I know, considering our entire life was centered around pop music.

I let out a yawn as I settled my head into the crook of Louis's neck. He let out a small purring noise as I did so, indicating he was much more comfortable with me right next to him.

"Do we have anything else we need to do today?" I said tiredly, rubbing my eyes. "Unfortunately, yes love. We have to meet the boys at the hotel leter, right now we are meeting at the office."

I groaned. I knew exactly what office Lou was talking about, and I dreaded it every time we went.

"I know baby, it sucks." Was all he said back, while pushing my head back down to his chest, stroking my curly locks. I sighed into him, trying to replace the negative thoughts with better happier ones.

We were silent for the rest of the ride, not wanting to speak in fear of tears escaping our drooping lids.