I AM A DISCLAIMER. Prologue (warning: story contains smut, cursing, fluff, bitchy eleanor, larry stylinson and an extremely gay Louis)
One year ago.
"Harry, I love you."
"I love you too, Lou." He rolled his eyes.
"No, Harry. Not that kind of love. I love you the way Liam loves Danielle. The way Jay Z loves Beyonce. The way Justin loves Selena. The way Lamar loves Khole. The way Emma loves Andrew. The way Prince William loves Kate. The way Barack loves Michelle. And the way I should love Eleanor. I'm gay, Harry." I said, looking him in the eye.
He stood there, frozen and speechless.
"Hello? Hazza? Say something. Please, anything." I begged.
He opened his mouth for a split second and then closed it. He took two tiny steps forward until our lips were a millimeter apart. He grabbed the back of my head and smashed our lips together. I placed my hands on his chest, creating a barrier between us and pulled apart. I needed some answers.
"Wait a minute. I hate stopping that, I really do, but what was that?" I asked, nervously.
"Lou, I love you too. The same way you love me." He whispered, grinning.
"Oh, Hazz." I pulled him into another kiss.
After kissing for about thirty seconds, he pulled apart.
"Sorry, babe. One question. Do we tell anyone?"
"No! Oh God, no! Management can't find out. Neither can the boys. No, not just yet. As for Eleanor, I'll just pretend that I'm in love with her so that no one gets suspicious. I have a very good acting gene." I shrugged.
His face fell at the mention of Eleanor. "Oh yeah. Her..."
"Hazza, I won't do anything er, sexual, with her. Okay? Just hand holding, dates, hugs and quick kisses."
He shrugged. "S'Fine."
"Can we kiss again?" He added, giving me a cheeky smile.
"I thought you'd never ask." I smiled, leaning in whilst pushing him onto the bed.
He is beautiful. He is perfect. He is an angel. My angel, Harry.
Chapter 1
"Louisssss, can we go to Starbucks?"
I glanced up from the issue of We Love Pop magazine I was reading and glared at Eleanor.
"We were just there an hour ago." I reminded her.
She shrugged. "Well, I want to go again. And, what are you doing reading that garbage?" She pointed at the magazine in my hands.
"What's wrong with it?"
"It's a little...feminine. Doesn't really help the whole gay rumors thing, honey."
I rolled my eyes. Bitch. I closed the magazine and looked at the cover. Okay, so maybe she did have a point. Harry had always said that I had trouble covering up my gay.
"Louis, your gay is showing." He'd say. I smiled at the thought of my curly haired angel. I picked up my iPhone and sent him a quick text.
The ice queen requests Starbucks...again.
His reply came instantly.
Haha! My poor baby :( The sacrifices you make.
Only sacrifices I make are for you, love. Btw I showed my gay a little while reading we love pop magazine and el noticed.
I love you. And ugh, not again, Lou bear.
I love you more. And sorry, sweets. Can't help it.
One day you won't have to hide it anymore.
God, I hope. What time will you be back from your mums?
10. What time is el leaving?
8. Can't wait to see you.x
Can't wait to see you
"Um. Hello? Louis?"
I glanced up.
"You okay there? You were doing a lot of texting." Eleanor said, eyeing my phone suspiciously.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just tweeting some fans. Let's go get Starbucks, okay?"
"Yay! She leaned over and pecked me on the cheek. She grabbed my hand and led me out of the flat.
Just five more hours, five more hours and Harry would be home. Five more hours, five more hours. I repeated the mantra to myself in my head. Five more hours and I'd see my angel.
After 3 hours of drinking Starbucks, shopping, and listen to Eleanor complain about how 'these shorts make my calfs look huge', I was finally back in me and Harry's flat and Eleanor was finally gone. I shuffled across the living room floor and sat on the couch. I turned on the telly and sent Harry a quick text.
The highness has finally left.
Yeyyyy! I'm leaving mums house right now. Just two more hours in this car and I can see my babe.
Can't wait for that xx And wait, HARRY DON'T TEXT.
Relax babe. I'm at the gas station.
Okay good. I can't lose you, angel.
*blushing* you're the best
Thanks I know.
sassy ;) gotta go babe, getting back on the road.
okay, love. be safe xx
I will xxx
I smiled and was about to check my twitter when my phone beeped again. I checked the screen. It was a text from Eleanor.
Hey babe xx
I rolled my eyes. I just saw her ten minutes ago!
hi lovely xx
what you up to?
watching the telly. how about you?
Doing a little online lingerie shopping ;)
I smirked. Was that supposed to turn me on?
Oh, sounds scandalous.
You have no idea.
She sent another text. This time a picture message. One was of a white bra with black lace around the cup and the other was a red lacy bra with a black bowtie on each strap. The message at the end said
Which one should I get? picture me in both..xx
I studied the picture, trying to imagine her in both. Just as I predicted, neither turned me on. I was 110% gay and in love with Harry.
Hmm...go for the white one. It compliments your figure.
What?
Fuck. My gay was showing.
I mean, it looks hotter on you babe ;)
Oh okay. You get to see the real thing tomorrow ;) and if you want to...play with what's underneath.
You wish, I thought, shaking my head.
Hmm sounds good.
Yeah babe. are you hard right now thinking about me?
Yeah, I'm hard...thinking about Harry.
How'd ya know?
I can just tell ;)
Soo...I gotta go. I gotta take a shower.
Oh a shower? Gotta clean up the mess you made? ;)
Ewww your a girl, I wanted to write.
Erm, yes. Talk to you later, bye, love.x
Okay bye baby! xxx
"Blech!" I moaned, turning the screen off. I sprawled out on the couch and felt my eyelids get heavy. I'd take a quick nap, just ten minutes, that's all.
"Lou? Lou bear?"
"What?" I muttered groggily, eyes slowly opening.
"I'm home." A deep voice promised.
My eyes shot open at the familiar voice.
"HAZZA!" I exclaimed, standing up and tackling the taller boy. We kissed, tongues fighting with each other, desperate for a taste. We moved to the couch, I lay on top of Harry and bit down on his bottom lip.
"Fuck, Lou." He reached for the back of my head, grabbing fistfuls of my hair, which was a weakness of mine. I pulled apart and moaned, closing my eyes.
"Did you miss me, baby?" I purred, whispering in his ear.
"Yes. God, Lou, so much. I missed your touch. I missed your voice, your moans, your cries, your begs. God, everything about you."
I smiled. "Did you touch yourself, Hazza?" I ran my fingers through his curls.
"Yes, babe. So much. Every night. Almost got caught but it was worth it."
"Oh really? What were you thinking of when you did it?"
"You. I was thinking of you, baby. I was thinking of you touching me and stroking my dick, and your perfect lips around my dick, sucking and swirling your tongue. And I cummed. I cummed so much, baby."
I placed hot, open mouthed kisses on his neck. I reached for his zipper, and touched his hard bulge.
"Oh?" I looked up at him and smirked.
"S'what you do to me, Lou."
I grinned and fumbled with the zipper, desperate to open it. I yanked on it and pulled his pants down to his ankles. He kicked his shoes and pants off. I reached for his boxers and yanked them off, admiring his package.
"Don't just stare at it, Lou! Do something!"
I laughed at the desperation in his voice. I grabbed his dick, without warning. He yelped. I rubbed it, making full eye contact with him. He grinned sheepishly at me.
I wrapped my hand around his dick and ran it up and down, shivering at the words that escaped Harry's mouth.
"Fuck, that feels so fucking good. Fuck, fuck, shit, fuck. Fuck, Lou." He moaned
I pulled my hand away and leaned down, kissing the tip of his perfect cock. I licked the underside of Harry's shaft and worked my way back to the tip, where I swirled my tongue. He moaned with pleasure. I placed my open mouth on Harry's cock. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked.
"FUCK. God damn, Lou. Feels so good. Ugh, I love you. Mother fucker, Lou. LOUIS. Fuck, shit, ugh. Not gonna last any-FUUCK."
White ribbons exploded inside of my mouth. I swallowed, loving the taste of Harry.
"Kiss me, you fool." He commanded.
I obeyed, meeting my lips with Harry's.
"Mmm. I taste funny." Harry noted, as he pulled away.
"I think you taste quite wonderful, actually." I said, smiling.
He chuckled. "Lou, I love you." He whispered.
"I love you, too, my sweet angel." I said, cradling his face in my hands.