Chasing The Moments - LS [2012] [1/3]

Chapter Six

Alright, it's finally here! Sor for a few days wait but, i am graduating from High School in like twenty some odd days so I will be busy with school but, I still have time to go back to my lovely Larry Stylinson fan fiction.
So this chapter is a longer one where you get many different thoughts as there isn't only Harry or Louis point of view in this Chapter but, of another one of the lads! Excited? I hope so.Anyways, after this Chapter more action is for sure to come, between all the characters, maybe intimate moments with Larry as Harry is stil struggling with his feelings and remembering and not to mention maybe a little hint onto Niam, which I'd love to hear your thoughts upon, please and thank you!

Omg, this is a lot, anyways, go read !!

For a sneak peak of Chapter Seven, five comments are being asked for letting me know what you expect to see and if you do want some Niam action twisted into the story. **Note; the story will be based on mostly only Larry, considering it's a LARRY fan-fic.
Kay, I'm shutting up.

Don't forget to let any Larry Stylinson fans know about this, recomend, comment, enjoy and know that I'm reading your stories too cause I fan back. (:
GOOD READING.

-JustAkiss xox 

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Chapter Six

Louis

My body stood frozen as the heat of Harry’s mouth moved with mine in a rushed movement, feeling the lust that both our bodies desired. I heard him close the door as he placed his hands on either side of my hips, pressing my lower body closer to his.

            I couldn’t help but dig a hand into his soft brown curls as I kissed him deeper, feeling a rush passing through my veins. His hair was soft in between my fingers as I pulled on the roots, pulling his face a little closer to mine.

            If only I knew what he was up to.

            This is why I didn’t let the kiss go on any longer.

            With all the strength I could find in myself, I parted my lips and pulled myself away from Harry, practically pushing him off me as I now stood against the closed door. I breathed loudly, feeling my heart race in my chest, looking at him as he breathed at the same pace as I did. I couldn’t help but stare at him as I tried to catch my breath but, yearning for more of what just happened between the both of us.

            But it just wouldn’t have been right.

            Looking at him I realized that his eyes were blood-shot, either from lack of sleep or from crying. I also couldn’t help but look at how tired he looked, how scared he acted and how tense his body really was. I was then able to catch my breath, letting my eyes linger on that new red scar he had on his left eyebrow. I swallowed, wanting to know what he felt at this moment or what drove him to kiss me so passionately, not that I was complaining. I just needed to understand Harry right now, because I highly doubt he understands himself. And that can be scary.

            I took in a deep solid and composed breath before taking a few steps towards him. He didn’t move as I stood close to him, placing both my hands on his upper biceps, eyes locked into his for a few seconds before looking down at the ground and taking another breath before bringing my gaze back to his.

            He bit his lip softly, letting his soft lower lip glide under his top teeth, making me want to taste those lips again, to just get closer and press mine against his again, and kiss him once, twice and go for a third time and no more.