Always In My Heart (A Larry Stylinson Fanfic)

Chapter 1.

Always In My Heart
HARRY POV
2010 x-factor

I fix my head of curls as I pace back and forth nervously. I've sang in front of people before with my band, but this is my audition and it's going to be on tv and Simon Cowell is gonna be out there and- oh. Now I have to pee.

"I'll be back." I tell my mum, who looks just as nervous as me. I find my way to a sign that says 'Men's Room' which is funny because I'm not a man. I'm only 16. Okay, the nerves have gotten to me because that is not funny. I shake my head and walk in.

I see the back of another lad. He's facing the urinals. I walk over to the one closest to him and pull out my tally wacker. I mentally slap myself when I notice I went to the one closest to him instead of farther away. He doesn't seem too effected by it. I find myself looking at his wanker. I'm... Well, let's just say I'm a little on the fence about my sexuality.

I lose control and accidentally swing a little swing a little. Some of my piss gets on his right hand and he puts his wank back in his pants. Shit. I also put mine away and shrug. "Oops!" I say, trying to be cheeky.

To my surprise, he giggles and says "Hi." I look up to his blue eyes. He's smiling at me, his teeth shining white. His skin is smooth and I see his lovely brown hair, smooth and shiny. I feel my heart beating fast and hard. He's looking at me so intently. He softly bites his lip, but quickly let's it go. I could moan at the sight.

"I'm so sorry," I say with a dry mouth and swish spit around then swallow. "It's okay," he says and flicks his hand a little, my pee still on him.

"I'm Harry Styles," I say and hold out my hand.

"Louis Tomlinson," he says and holds out the pee hand. He quickly switches to the left hand and we both laugh.

• 4 years later •
December 2014
"Harry, I need to talk to you about something," Louis says.

I keep tugging his pants down his legs. "Please, daddy. Let me do this," I whine and throw the pants off somewhere.

He moans, but still protests. "I need to talk to you," he says. "You can afterwards," I say and grab his boxers that are so tight, I can see the outline of his dick. He moans and throws his head back as the cool air touches his dick when I throw the boxers.

"A-are you sure? Because I really need to-" he starts, but I finish. "Shhh," I hush and kiss the tip of his dick. I lick up and down his length and quickly take all of him into my mouth, something I've done many times before.

He moans out as I swirl my tongue around. He silently curses under his breath. I start sucking really hard and I can tell he's getting close.

Soon, his warm liquid shoots down my throat. I swallow it all. I stand up and look at him. He's looking down, not at me.

"Louis?" I ask. "I don't think I can do this anymore. The whole thing with Eleanor and management, it's not fair to you," he says, still not looking at me. "What are you saying?" Tears prick at my eyes. "We shouldn't keep hurting each other," he says and my heart drops. "We can do this, Louis," I say, my voice cracks.

"I love you, Harry. But we can't.

I can't." He says.

"Please, don't do this," I sob, unable to move. "I think you should go," he says. He hasn't looked at me once. "Please, just look at me," I beg.

"I can't. If I do, I won't be able to do this. I'll see what I'm doing to you, what I've been doing to you. Just go. Leave," he tells me and I run out, crying.