I Can't Stop Even If It's Wrong!!

Chapter 4

"Yeah...." I remove all the signs, giving him an open answer.

"Harry.... I am also in the Doncaster College! We will be college mates 🎉🎊!!"

I was shocked and happy. It hasn't been even a day and I am getting the news that my only friend is actually gonna be near me! Hell, we were going to be college mates!! I was so thankful to God for this!

"Yayyyyyy! 🥳 So, I will meet you tomorrow at college! When do you reach?" My fingers typed in excitement.

"At about 9. Give me a call once you reach the gate! I will meet you there!"

"Definitely 👍 See you tomorrow Nialler 😆!"

"See you tomorrow Harold 😜"

Those were the nick names we used to sign off with at the end of the letters. Glad, he still remembers mine!

It had been a good 10 minutes, and I hadn't stopped smiling. I was not sleepy anymore. I was excited. I was happy. And very hungry!

I got up from the couch and entered the large kitchen, with granite countertops and marble cupboards. It was huge and stylish. The housewares were different varieties, some were glass, some were ceramics. Some were metallic and some were wooden. All in all, the items were diverse. I searched the cabinets for canned or packed food, and that's when I heard Louis's voice.

"What are you doing?" He asked. His tone casual but strict. His cheeks were a little rosy and so was his nose tip. Maybe it was the air outside.

"Uhm- I was hungry, so- I was looking for something to eat" I say sheepishly. Mentally scolding myself, "You are in the kitchen Harry! Ofcourse you will be searching for food! It's not like you have lost a sock!"

"You can order a pizza if you want. There's the number" he said in a rushed voice, pointing in the direction of a board filled with sticky notes and brochures on display.

I nod my head and go over to see. I diall the number and order a veg margarita pizza and a coke, since, Louis had rushed upto his room before I got to ask him. The lady at the end asked me for payment method and I chose payment on delivery.
I waited downstairs for my order while scrolling through Instagram on my phone. I receive a follow request from Niall and I confirmed it, reciprocating the process. I still couldn't believe, I was going to meet him!

The bell rang and I took my order and paid to the delivery man. As I sat on the couch with my pizza, I felt the need to ask Louis if he wanted a slice. I thought to myself, 'He would have told you to order for him too, when you were ordering. Just focus on yourself Harold! He'll be fine." I pick up a slice but couldn't bring myself to eat it, without asking Louis if he was hungry. I put the piece down and make my way up the stairs towards his room. I stop right before his door when I hear a moan.

Was that a moan? Is he watching porn? Shit!!

Another moan comes from his room and I couldn't help but think of moving downstairs but my feet felt frozen and stuck. When another moan came from his room, I felt a weird tingling sensation in my stomach, the kinda you get when you are imagining someone pleasuring themselves. I pressed my ear to the door, to listen more. It was wrong, I knew that. I gulped hard when i  heard a whimper. I am sure, it was Louis. I feel my pants tighten and the need for a release. I lean more closer to rut the wooden door but unfortunately I stumble and land down on the floor with a thud. The moans stop and I quickly get up and dash downstairs.

Shit!! Shit! I hope he didn't see me! I try to calm myself and try to shake those moans from my head, but to no avail. I take a deep breath and pick up the previously taken slice and start eating. I had thought Louis would come down to see if I heard anything coming from his room, but he didn't and I was relieved at that. I finished eating the pizza and then, threw the empty box in the bin. I headed upstairs to my room and I was about to enter it when I feel a hand grabbing my elbow and turning me around.

It was Louis and he was dragging me to his room. His grip on my elbow was painful but I didn't complain for some reason. He opens the door to his room and pushes me in, locking the door after entering.

I look at him and he was a sight! Shirtless, fit, tanned, flushed, sweaty and tattooed. Needless to say, I was feeling too hot. His eyes were glistening and I felt the need to explain my previous actions. I started off but was immediately cut off by Louis's lips on mine. He jumped at me with such force that I visibly shifted backwards a little.

My thoughts were completely messed up. I didn't know what was happening! All i knew was that Louis's lips tasted amazing. His hands were warm and one was resting on my waist and the other one was cupping my face. I was just kissing him back without touching him. Our lips were moving in sync and then, he started moving forwards, pushing me back till my knees hit the side of his bed. He slowly leaned me down, without detaching our lips and pushed me up further on the bed, so now i was leaning backwards with one arm outstretched to support me as Louis was constantly inching closer to me.

It is awkward to say, but we were smooching up a storm. It was a simple lip sucking kiss, nothing too crazy. There were no tongues involved or anything. My one hand was cupping his face, while the other one supported our weights and similarly, his one hand was supporting his weight and the other one was cupping my face.
We continued snogging for what felt like hours. Sure there was no grinding or rutting against each other, but I was getting hard by the minute and I assumed that if he didn't stop kissing me, I might come undone in my pants. So, I pressed my palm on his chest and tried to pull back from the steamy kiss.

"Louis..." I tried to speak normally, but it came out with a breathy moan.

As if his name had brought him out of a trance, he quickly stops his motions and sits back on the bed on his heels, muttering a whispery "Fuck". He is looking at me with horror in his eyes, as if we had murdered someone. His face reveals that he is confused and doesn't understand what just happened. "We kissed Louis! That's what happened!" I thought to myself. And then, he suddenly gets up from the bed and starts searching his wardrobe for a shirt to wear. All this time, I am looking at him and he doesn't even notice. But when he did, his first sentence was,

"This didn't happen! You understand!?"

The fuck!? It did happen! But I didn't say anything. I just sit there, watching him as he tries to busy himself with something. I had no thoughts in my head, just a heavy feeling in my heart. We had known each other for less than a day and we kissed. This is not how it's supposed to work.....right? I don't even understand why we kissed in the first place? No! Why He kissed me!? Was it the rush? Harmones? I was feeling angry and used. I slide out of the bed, fixed my shirt and hair. I looked at him once more before leaving, he still was ruffling through his drawers, not facing me. I sighed and left.

As soon as I reached my room, tears fell down from my eyes. I don't know why I was feeling sad. Everything happening around me seemed so wrong and it felt like no matter what happens, i will cry even if I wasn't directly involved. With teary eyes, I laid on the bed, curling in shame and disgust. But everytime I closed my eyes, I would see him! What had happened.

No, Harry! It never happened! Forget it!

Even after having a good nap, from which I had woken up not long ago, my body was still feeling exhausted and my eyes were burning and droopy, from crying. I close my eyes pushing every memory of the recent occurrence in the back of my head. My only thoughts now were, how will I manage seeing him tomorrow?

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