Go with it - Larry Stylinson AU

Chapter One

Harry's POV:

"Mmm," Louis moaned as I bobbed my head up and down. We were currently on the couch and, well, things kind of got out of hand. Louis had come home from work that night and said that it was lousy (like usual). So, in order to cheer him up I recomended that we did our favourite hobby as we so love to enjoy. 

Watching porn.

Yes, it's wrong to think of how many nights have been spent watching porn with Louis. And it's even worse to think of what comes afterwards. You see, we get a little hot down below and our hormones go a little wild - as does any normal human while watching porn - but since there's no one to let off a little steam with, I just substitute that person for Louis. Now, I just want to make my point clear,

WE'RE NOT GAY.

I could never even imagine myself to be gay - or Louis. I'm no homophobe, don't get me wrong, but I can only see myself with women and women only. Which I'm sure Louis feels the exact same way.

"Uhh, yes Haz, don't stop," Louis moaned loudly while pulling at my hair furiously as I started to toy with his balls and picked up my pace.

Sometimes I feel terrible about the things we get up to, me and Lou. I know its dirty, sinister and oh so wrong but, I just can't bring myself to stop. I guess you could say I'm sexually attracted to his body. Just his body. And I need a way to let some built up steam off. That's all.

And if you still don't believe me when I say WE'RE NOT GAY, believe me when I say Louis has a girlfriend. Eleanor - the girlfriend - and Louis are in a happy relationship together and to be quite honest, they kinda make me sick. No, not in a jealous - of - Eleanor - and - I - wish - I was - in - her - place, type of way - not at all. I'm just jealous of what they have. From what I can tell, they're going to be together for a long time with how much they love eachother. I wish I had that with someone. Which reminds me,

"Lou, as much as I'd love to suck you off forever and even more so to have you return the favour, don't you have a date with Eleanor soon?" I reminded Louis after pulling my mouth off of his dick with a pop as he continued to pull at my hair, which emmited a low moan from my throat. This boy was making it harder [no pun intended] to let him go, I swear.

With a sigh, Louis answered, "Yeah, I suppose I better start geting ready; wouldn't want the girlfriend to get worried, eh?" he said in a playful tone, adding a wink for emphasis.

With that, I removed myself from Louis' lap and held out my hand for him to take, which he gladly accepted. As we both stood up, Louis looked around the room with a puzzled expression on his face, "Do you have any idea where my boxers and trousers are?"

I glanced around the room and a smirk crept its way onto my face, "I can't have thrown them that far."

Louis stuck his tonge out at me and started darting around the room, looking in rediculous places like under the pillows and behind the telly. "I swear, if you don't help me look for them you're going to get punished when I get back."

That almost made me not want to look, but I knew he'd get seriously pissed if I didn't and his idea of 'punished' will end up being completely different to the one I have in mind. So, with that, I started to pace around the room and help him look. After a few more minutes of mindlessly searching, I victoriously found them hidden behind the plant pot. This gave me an evil idea. This should be fun.

"Hey Lou, why don't you start getting ready while I keep looking. At this rate, you're gonna be late."

"Sure ok." he replied, a little exasperated from his pointless searches. He scurried upstairs and the turn of a handle sounded as well as the sound of running water, which meant he was taking a shower. Perfect. This should give me plenty of enough time to put my devious plan into action.

I grabbed the pair of tainted boxers and trousers that belonged to Louis with one hand and went into the kitchen to find red food colouring in one of the cabinets. I grabbed that with the other hand and made my way back into the living room, perching myself onto the couch. I popped the lid off the red food colouring bottle and started to smother the liquid onto a certain area on Louis' trousers. I chuckled to myself while fully taking in my beautifully evil masterpiece.

After I was sure it was dry, I set his trousers along with his boxers back where I found them - behind the plant pot - and sat back on the sofa, deciding to watch a little television while I waited for Louis to come down.

"Haz, can you come up here please?" I heard Louis shout from the top of the stairs.

I switched the telly off then made my way upstairs and into Louis' bedroom to find him searching through his closet, throwing items of clothing onto the floor while quietly cursing to himself.

"What can I assist you with?" I said in a posh voice with a sense of mocking in my tone. Louis looked up and he didn't look amused one bit.

"This isn't a time for fun and games, Harry. I seriously need your help; I'm having a crisis here."

"Ok, ok, what's wrong?" I replied, throwing my hands up in defence.

"I have nothing that will go with this top," he waved the black and white striped t-shirt in front of me.

I thought for a while and then an idea popped into my head, "You can borrow one of my skinny jeans, if you'd like. Black goes with everything."

He pondered on the suggestion for a little while, seemingly questioning whether they would fit considering I was slightly taller then him. I didn't prticularly think this one through.

After a few more seconds passed he decided to take up my offer and I went into my room, grabbed the jeans and handed them to Louis. He took them out of my hands with a small smile and pulled them on. He then rolled the bottom ends up a bit to make them fit properly; genius idea.

"They look great on you, Lou" I complemented, genuinely being honest.

Louis still seemed unsure, "I don't know, the'yre a little big around the waist."

I went back into my room and grabbed a belt. After I Made my way back into Louis' room, I lifted his top up and helped him secure his belt on. "This tight enough for you, Lou?"

Without warning, Louis placed his hands over mine and moved the belt up slightly to make it tighter. I automatically removed my hands from where Louis' hands were ontop and shoved them in my pockets, feelling slightly awkward from what just happened.

Louis seemed unfazed by what just happend and quickly styled his hair, making his way out of the room and leaving me to stand there frozen.

After I regained my composure and the ice had finally melted around me, I finally made my way back downstairs to find Louis tying his shoes up by the door.

"So I'll be back by around ten, will my little hazzabear be able to hold out by then?" He smirked, pinching my cheeks in the process.

I swatted his hands away, "Yeah, yeah very funny. Now go, you twat." I slapped his bum playfully.

"Hey, hands off the ass! Do you know how many people would be dying to get their hands on these buns?"

I chuckled, "It was just a few minutes ago I had my hands on them, Lou."

Louis rolled his eyes and blew me a kiss, to which I pretended to catch and smothered it on my cheek.

And then the front door shut and Louis was gone, leaving me shaking my head in amusement at the Doncaster boy.

I guess my evil scheme will have to wait untill he gets back.

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A/N: So that's chapter one up, I hope you like it! I'm not really sure how I feel about it, but it does get better, I promise!

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