another stupid hate song

Chapter 8

Once he finished his shower, Harry put a towel around his waist to go to his room. When he stepped into the living room, Louis was sitting with a cup of tea and talked to-

"Oh, sweetheart!" Anne said as she turned to Harry with a wide smile

"Mum?" Harry asked a bit confused

"You didn't tell me you had such a lovely friend" she said

Louis looked at him with a grin before taking a sip of his tea. He looked at Harry's body and stared at his butterfly tattoo before looking at him in the eyes again.

"He's not my friend" he said coldly

"Don't be so cold, Harry" she rolled her eyes

"I'm not cold"

"Right. You're not" a stain on Harry's neck caught her attention, only then she realized that she might be missing something "Is he your boyfriend, then?"

Louis choked on his tea and blushed. Harry blushed too and widened his eyes

"Mum! God no. He's not. He's the guy I have a project with. Why would you ever think that?!"

"I just asked, don't be so aggressive"

"Why didn't you say you were passing by?" he changed the subject

"I called you. twice. I texted you but you didn't answer, so I just came. I can see that you were busy" she replied as she looked at him and then Louis. this one was looking down at the floor.

"I-" Harry shook his head "Did you need me for anything?"

"I just wanted to see you, but I can come back later. I'll let you to what you have to do, sweetheart" she smiled as she stood up "It was lovely to meet you Louis"

"It was lovely to meet you too" he replied with a sweet smile

Anne smiled at him and went toward Harry to hug him briefly.

"Don't forget to protect yourself" she said lowly so only Harry could hear her as she pulled away

"Mum!" he blushed

"Goodbye sweetheart, and you too Louis" she smiled as she stepped away from the flat.

Louis stood up and came closer to Harry, keeping a few feet apart.

"See? I'm a lovely person" he grinned

"No you're not" Harry rolled his eyes

"I am. Your mum said so"

"She was wrong"

"About what? The boyfriend thing or the lovely person one?"

"Both"

"Don't lie" Louis started as he came closer to Harry so their faces were inches from each other's "I know you would love to have me as your boyfriend. Being able to touch me whenever you want" Louis put his hand on Harry's naked chest and this one swallowed "Being able to grab my ass wherever we are" he brushed his lips against Harry's "Isn't it sad that it'll never happen?"

"It isn't" he replied as he put his hands on each sides of Louis' hips

"See? You can't resist me. Just admit it"

"I have nothing to admit"

"Except the fact that if I asked, you would have me fucking you right here and right now"

"Don't mistake your wishes for mine. I saw you looking at me like you wanted to undress me" he rolled his eyes

"Unlike you, I admit that seeing you in only a towel is a torture when I know what's under it" he said