Sweet Surrender Larry/Elounor

Ch. 1

"O-oh Lou fu-uck"

That thing he does with his mouth almost puts me off the edge and I'm crying out of pleasure while he adds another one, scissoring his fingers. "Harry.." He whimpers, although I'm the one getting all the pleasure he's still moaning and his sweet voice cracks at the end of every sentence. "Louis..."

"HARRY" I immediately awake from my world and I fall from the bed, causing my head to bump hard on the ground beneath the person standing above me.
"Are you serious Haz?" I hear him whine while he pats my shoulder, reaching his hand out for me to take. I shiver once his warm hands entwine with my cold ones, his hands are so tiny why did I never notice that? Or maybe I'm the one who got really big overnight, speaking of big.. I get up with his help trying to not be clumsy around him, clumsy is not cool.

"I'm going out with Eleanor for breakfast, care to join?" He asks, giving me his sweet sweet smile. My head starts to pound when he mentions her name, why does she have to be around all the time? Oh right, because she's Louis' girlfriend. I try to cover up my semi hard on with my hands, which only makes him look down and up at me again raising his eyebrows. I know he knows what is going on, but he won't mention it like the straight dude that he is.

"Nah mate, I'm good," I try to act neutral, hiding my embarrassed self in the back of my head as I sit down on the bed again. Because I know he won't think of me that way, and I know that the entangled position that we were on in my dreams won't ever happen in real life. He always mentions her, she has to be in every conversation we have and I hate that to be honest. It's practically like listening to the love of your life, talking about his love of his life that you will never be a part of. Which is kind of sad, if you think about the situation that we are in. We are constantly around each other, and yet I feel so far away from him.

"Oh well," He tries to look disappointed, but I know he is happy inside, because who would want pouty sad Harry sitting with them and their girlfriend? Certainly not Louis I might tell you. Oh Louis..

"We're supposed to leave for USA in an hour so be ready yeah?"

I almost forgot we were starting the tour tomorrow, somehow being in the company of the fans every day and night makes me feel a lot more confident in my own skin. Which is a rare thing in my life since that night that Louis totally bro zoned me, infront of his god awful girlfriend.

"Yes Louis, I know"

He takes a quick look at me, as if to check if I can be by myself whithout doing something stupid. I want to jolt some sense into his head, screaming furiously as I explain why I am this way around him. I am not necessary like this all the time, but I sure can't keep a happy face while he is in my face, constantly reminding me that he has a girlfriend and that he is "infact straight".

And so I get up in the mornings with the thought of my literal life in my head, walking down the stairs and brushing my teeth to the enchanting voice of Louis, and replacing my blood with the tears that one person caused. Do you know how it feels like to dedicate your soul to one, and have the entire world against the thought of you two?

That feeling is the most frightening and the most lethal in my opinion, because whithout him I know that my world will crumble, but still I know that I am whithout him right now. My world has already crumbled, but yet there is a flame of hope that keeps me sticking around, thus making me weaker and burnt as the time flies by.

I receive a text from the driver, telling me to "be down in five" as I am setting my daily cup of tea in the sink. It's Yorkshire, the type that only Louis drinks, without sugar nor milk. Whereas I prefer it with both of them, the total opposite from him to be exact.