Just a Hook Up

* ~ So Close Yet so Far ~ *

Harry drove Liam and himself down the road and over a small hill. They eventually made it to the flat complex after about fifteen minutes. Liam was surprised that the complex wasn't rusty and old but instead was well taken care of and maybe even expensive looking. He expected that mainly because Harry was a teenager living on his own. What did he even do to make the money?

"What?" Harry asked as he pulled into his spot. Liam realized he asked the question aloud and he wanted to slap himself on the forehead for that one. He seemed to never keep his thoughts to himself anymore. His mind always wandered, and he never knew why. He didn't really care anymore, really.

"I-I mean, like, you're only eighteen and you live in one of these beautiful flats." Liam was clearly nervous, but Harry just thought it was adorable, as always.

"I have my ways," Harry said with a smirk. Liam's heart races out of his chest as he examined the smirk. It was undeniably hot. Everything about Harry was hot, at least from what Liam has seen.

Harry got out of the car and Liam followed, grabbing his bag and putting it on his back. Harry was swinging his keys around and Liam couldn't help but notice the hot veins in Harry's hands. They nearly gave Liam chills as he wondered what it'd be like to be choked against a wall with one of them.

In a sexual way, obviously.

They made a short walk to the building in front of them and Liam was surprised to see only one door and no stairs. He was about to ask why there was only one door but decided against it since Harry was already unlocking the said door.

Maybe this whole part of the building was Harry's flat? Liam tried reasoning with himself.

"If you don't mind, please take off your shoes and set them by the door. It's like a pet-peeve of mine when people walk all over my carpets with shoes," Harry requested, knowing that wasn't the exact reason why. Liam obeyed immediately, forgetting how he had non-matching socks on. He soon realized that Harry's socks weren't matching either.

When Liam looked up from the floor, Harry was watching him with slightly dilated eyes. It confused him but Harry knew exactly why.

Harry was going to fuck Liam sooner or later as long as he was okay with it. He just hoped it'd be sooner rather than the latter.

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Harry's Point of View

I watched as Liam obeyed me and I couldn't help but remember how he did it so easily. It was such a fucking turn-on. Just the bare thought of him obeying me in every way possibly made me hornier than I usually am. I was surprised I started to get hard, considering I just had an orgasm twenty or thirty minutes ago with Zayn.

Liam was blushing like crazy and that's what made me rush towards him and press my lips against his. I was trying to be gentle but then Liam moaned into my mouth hotly and threw his head back against the door. I hadn't even realized he was in between me and the wall until now.

I also hadn't realized I had put my knee in between his legs.

But trust me when I tell you that I realized Liam was grinding against my thigh along with my hip all the while trying to pull me closer. He was grabbing onto my back and biceps and anywhere he could to try and pull me closer, but I didn't budge. I loved how wrecked he looked just from my knee. It made me wonder how wrecked he'd look from me fucking him.

Yeah, I've had that thought a couple of times, but I used to try shooing them away. Now I really can't, especially with Liam right in front of me in the flesh. It would sometimes just randomly pop into my head during a math test or in the middle of some teacher talking, though. Mainly Liam fucking drooling as I fucked him doggy-style and he was looking back at me, eyebrows pulled together and eyes fluttering shut at the feeling of me inside of him. I tried getting the thought out of my head since Liam was right in front of me but failed.