Pure

twenty nine

"That must be him." Harry rises from the couch.

"Anything I should know before I meet him?"

Harry chuckles, "He loves to hug and cuddle." he walks toward the door.

The door clicks open and I things fall over in the hallway.

"Oops!" I recognise the voice from earlier.

"Hi." Harry chuckles.

I stand up from the couch and make my way over to the two guys.

"Oh, Louis."

"My Hazza."

I walk into the boys hugging each other tightly. Louis' eyes are closed and his face is nuzzled into Harry's neck. He's way shorter than I imagined him to be. He has to stand on his tippy toes to hug Harry.

"I missed you, Lou." Harry murmurs.

"I missed you, too, Haz. A lot."

I cross my arms and lean against the wall, looking at them in awe.

Louis now opens his eyes and sees me staring at them, "I'm sorry, love. You must've been waiting for us."

"No, it's okay. I was just.. looking at you guys." I flush.

Harry unwraps his arms from around Louis' tiny body and turns around to face me. Louis walks up to me, wrapping his arms around me tightly.

"You must be Harry's lady." he has a strong accent.

"It's complicated." Harry answers.

"I'm Luciana, but please call me Lucy." we pull away from our hug and I shake Louis' hand.

"I'm Louis, but I'm sure you already know."

I nod, "I've heard lots of things about you."

"All good things, I hope."

"Mostly." I chuckle.

"You have to tell me later what things he said. Haz, you never told me why it's complicated." he turns to Harry.

"Yeah, about that. Let's have a drink." Harry wraps his arms around both of our waists, guiding us to his living room, "Please, have a seat."

"Is it that bad?" Louis frowns.

"Louis."

"What? I'm only asking."

"Okay, fine. I'll tell you." Harry gulps, "Lucy is only 17 years old."

"So?"

"I'm 25. It's illegal."

"Oh.."

"Yeah!" Harry exclaims.

"Does anyone know about you guys?"

"Uh uh!" Harry shakes his head.

"Did you guys do the dirty yet?"

"Louis!" Harry scolds him, "That's so inappropriate!"

I flush.

"What? I'm only curious! I want to know who else saw my Hazza's penis."

"Lou!"

"The way you respond to my questions already says enough."

"Fuck you." Harry chuckles.

"I wish," Louis chuckles as well.

"Since we're being inappropriate," Harry begins.

Oh god.