(A/N: ok so from now on, pay very close attention to the chapters and plot bc importanté ;)
Thank you to everyone who is reading this story. And to those who are asking, yes it was inspired by Maroon 5's song Misery. Xxxxx )
Also, smut warning. If you don't like smut just scroll past it lmao and smut not written by me
{Harry's P.O.V}
"So Lottie is the oldest, Fizzy is the next, then the twins Daisy and Phoebe... Right?" Harry asked.
"It's about time you understood it babe," Louis laughed heartily, pecking Harry's cheek.
"It's hard okay," Harry pouted.
"Put that bottom lip back in before I go insane," Louis dramatically fanned himself, only making Harry do it more to taunt him. "That's it!" Louis climbed on top of him, "I'm gonna attack you."
He attacked Harry's face with wet, slobbery kisses whilst tickling his sides. Harry was laughing so hard that he could hardly breathe but he was also worried that Louis would touch his hips and other parts that had gashes on them. Some of them were fresh and hard to notice but the others were big scabs that were rough as sandpaper.
Harry pursed his lip as Louis's groin brushes over his, and he tried to pretend it didn't happen and ignore it but this was just like the time they first kissed and Louis was drunk. Except this time, Harry was suddenly horny. He imagined Louis getting down on his knees to suck him off, his cheeks hollow, and Harry screaming his name in satisfaction.
Fuck.
He didn't realize he was hard until Louis slipped his hand in Harry's jeans.
"Lou..." Harry started.
"Let me, Harry, please. You never let me get you off," he whined. It was almost impossible for Harry to say no to him, especially something like this. Harry knew he had nothing on his thighs or anywhere around that area, but he still had this crazy fear that somehow his jumper would go all the way up his body revealing his cuts.
"Okay, okay. Go ahead," Harry positioned himself awkwardly, his heart racing- one because of the adrenaline rush he got from being horny and two because of the insane paranoia of his.
"Harry, stop," Louis pushed down his chest so his back was on the mattress, trying to relax him.
"I'm sorry I just..."
"You're acting like a virgin, seriously it's just getting you off, yeah? I'm going to take care of you. Let me please, Harry. Let me take care of you," Louis whispered. By that point, Harry's dick had formed an uncomfortable tent in his jeans. He simply nodded.
Louis crawled down a bit and undid the silver button on Harry's Levi's, undoing the zipper and pulling down his pants and his boxers in one swift move. Harry wanted to shield his eyes so in case his jumper rode up, he wouldn't have to see Louis's reaction.
Louis moved his hand starting at a slow pace, then fastened it.
"Fuck, Lou," Harry moaned.
"Okay?" Louis asked.
Harry nodded. "Yeah. Yeah please keep going."
Louis laughed and wrapped his lips around the head, sucking in slow motions and then began to lick down his member.
Harry felt his body turn red and sweaty from the rush. He tangled his fingers into Louis's hair and grabbed a clump of it. He bit his lip as Louis fastened his pace. Harry was really enjoying it, but he still couldn't help but think about the day Louis would find out. He would see Harry's cuts and probably leave. And Harry would have bits and pieces of Louis Tomlinson, the little insecure boy in his heart. Nobody, especially not anyone as good as Louis would dye a self harmer. Louis let Harry ride out his high.
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Misery (Larry Stylinson AU)
FanfictionHarry Styles is a loner with social anxiety and a boring life. His past constantly mocks him and he has a severe self harm addiction that nobody, not even his best friend Zayn, knows about. Louis Tomlinson is the first openly gay member of his town'...