A week after the 'I miss you' sex had passed. The week was filled with lots more sex, all filmed, and it was amazing, because Harry felt so very stimulated.
Yet, when Harry woke up Sunday morning with a hangover, there was a boy in his bed that wasn't Louis and he stared for a long moment before everything hit him like a brick wall.
Harry was drunk. Very drunk. He was at a bar, just drinking, all alone, until he wasn't alone. There was a boy beside him, nice and pretty, and Harry found himself talking to him for a while. They were just talking.. and then they were snogging. And then they were in bed together.
Harry broke a very big rule of his and Louis's and that was.. well, it wasn't good. Harry didn't mean to break a rule. He was drunk, and he wasn't in a relationship. He'd honestly forgotten about Louis for a while.
"Fuck.. get up," Harry muttered, shoving at the stranger. Had Louis heard them? Harry had no idea why he was so worried that Louis heard them, but he really was. He didn't want Louis to be angry about Harry breaking a rule. No sleeping with others, and here was Harry.
The stranger sat up, rubbing his eyes. Lord, Harry didn't even know his name and he was now pissed with himself.
"Get the fuck up and get out," Harry snapped, standing up to pull on clothes. He could feel his hands shaking, moving to the bathroom to get Tylenol as the stranger rushed to get dressed. Harry peered into the hall, not seeing his roommate, so he led the stranger out and basically shoved him out the door.
"Fucking hell," Harry breathed, moving to text Niall as he headed down to hall to peek into Louis's room. The bed was a mess and Louis was gone. Harry frowned, knowing Louis usually made his bed before doing anything, just like Harry, so he immediately grew more worried.
Hey niall. Can you come over? H
He set his phone down and went to clean up his room, taking deep breaths as he did so, trying to focus on his head not exploding.
Niall texted back that he was busy and would come by later. Harry sighed and sat down. Now it was just a waiting game.
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It wasn't until the afternoon that the front door opened. Harry looked up from the couch, surprised to see Louis and Niall come in together, Louis heading into the kitchen and Niall heading over to Harry.
"Wh- you blew me off for Louis?" Harry hissed at Niall.
"Sorry, mate," Niall said softly, blushing a little as he sat with Harry, not very good at handling that dominant voice of Harry's. It was a little scary. "He came in around two in the morning... he needed me," Niall said softly, and Harry immediately knew that Louis was well aware of what Harry had done.
"Oh.. did he... say what was wrong?" Harry asked quietly, to which Niall responded by shaking his head.
Harry was curious now. Louis left in the middle of the night to go to Niall's, over Harry breaking a rule? Yes, Louis had every right to be pissed. Harry would be too. But why did Louis leave?
The boy in question stepped into the room, avoiding Harry's eyes as he sat on the chair, sipping his tea.
"Hey," Harry mumbled, moving his blanket to make room for Louis on the couch. "Come here."
"Harry," Louis breathed, looking at the man. "I .. I'm good here."
"Come here," Harry insisted.
"Harry, leave me alone," Louis snapped. Niall was clearly not phased - the two always argued like this.
Harry sighed and turned on the tele as Niall wondered off to find snacks. "Louis.."
"Please," Louis said quietly, shaking his head. "Please stop talking to me."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to deal with you. You get on my nerves," Louis hissed and Harry raised his eyebrow.
"Louis, I'm just trying to speak to you," Harry insisted.
"Oh, because you love speaking to me," Louis said with a snort. "We never speak. We only have sex. So don't try to speak to me now."
Harry frowned and rubbed his temple. He wanted to reply but Niall came back into the room with a bowl of popcorn, sitting back beside Harry and making it all even more awkward.
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Louis had locked himself in his room within the hour. Niall and Harry were watching tele, the blonde lad falling asleep in Harry's lap, and Harry sighed, feeling entirely guilty.. but why? Maybe because he knew that Louis saw something, and that was definitely not okay, even Harry had to admit.
He slowly moved Niall and headed to find Louis, trying to open the door but it was locked. "Lou?"
There was silence and then the door was opening, Harry being yanked inside and suddenly the two were kissing, Harry taken aback.
"Louis-"
"Shut up. Just.. fuck me," Louis breathed, undoing Harry's buttons.
"You're high," Harry mumbled. Obviously, because the three of them had just smoked. "And I know you're-"
"Harry," Louis breathed, shutting the door and turning the lock. "I need you.. to fuck me. Right now. Please. Just.. fuck me."
Harry couldn't fight that. Of course he couldn't. He took a breath and then they were undressing each other as they kissed. Harry pushed Louis down onto the bed, leaning down to kiss Louis's neck, the small boy moaning quietly before Harry reached down to grab his phone.
"Don't," Louis breathed, cupping Harry's neck. "Don't record. Just fuck me."
Harry grunted, but he moved his hand to start pumping his hardening cock, moaning out as Louis grabbed the lube. Louis spread it over Harry's cock for him and Harry took a breath.
"I need to open you."
"No, I just.. I just did it myself," Louis breathed. "Come on.. please."
Harry couldn't Resist the urge to kiss the lad again before he was slowly pressing his cock into the lad, moaning out quietly.
"Fuck," Harry breathed, nipping at Louis's neck. "God, you're so tight."
"I always am, aren't I?" Louis asked softly as Harry started rocking. Louis mewled gently, arching his back. "Don't you love fucking me?"
"I do," Harry agreed. He surely did. Louis was so sexy. He was so tight and Harry was started to thrust quicker, moaning a little louder, but trying to keep in mind that Niall was asleep in the other room.
He fucked into Louis, kissing his neck, just listening to Louis's moans, but there wasn't as much talking as usual, just fucking. Harry didn't mind, actually, because it allowed him to concentrate more. He pushed up Louis's legs, and Louis whimpered, arching so beautifully from the bed. Just a few strokes in and Harry was coming, moaning out as he tugged on Louis's hair.
"Come."
Louis did so, coming all over his tummy, whining loudly, not even ashamed. He loved Harry's cock.
They breathed out as they finished, Harry slowly moving to pull out, but Louis was wrapping his legs around Harry's waist and pushing at his chest. Harry was surprised, but he grabbed Louis's waist and rolled them. Louis rarely got on top, but he surely looked pretty up there, Harry groaning as Louis started moving his hips, working to get them both hard again.
"Oh, fuck," Harry moaned, thrusting up into the boy. "Faster."
Louis leaned down, kissing at Harry's lips as he rode the man's cock, bouncing his ass back.
"Do you love the way my ass feels, Daddy?"
"Yes, baby. Feels so good around my cock," Harry groaned.
"Then why in the world," Louis breathed, "Would you bring someone else here and fuck them?"
Harry froze as Louis pulled back, and Harry could see the pure hurt and anger in Louis's eyes as the boy slowed up.
"Louis.."
"Stop," Louis breathed. "Just.. shut up, please. I .. could hear you with them. And I shouldn't.. you shouldn't have."
"You make me feel amazing," Harry muttered, grabbing Louis's hips, trying to pull the lad off. "Let's talk about-"
Louis was then moving again and Harry groaned, head falling back. It was kind of ridiculous, how Louis was making Harry feel in the moment. He was speechless, overwhelmed by his guilt, but also by the pleasure.
He was coming again, rubbing over Louis's thigh to give Louis permission to come. The lad did, making an even bigger mess than before, and Harry adored how pretty the lad looked while he came, back arched up, sitting pretty on Harry's cock.
Louis got off after that, taking a breath as he looked over Harry before he was heading to the bathroom, slamming the door, and leaving Harry naked and confused.
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Bruh I'm so sorry this took a minute but I was working out exactly how to do this moment.
I hope it was good! I had to work through the process of how I wanted Louis to react. It's not like Harry cheated, and neither of them have come to terms that they have feelings (if they do, at this point, who knows) - but when you agree to have sex with someone for business, when you have rules like they do, it's disrespectful to break them. I think it would be natural for Harry to feel guilt and Louis to feel upset, right? Just making sure I'm not messing this whole thing up for you guys. ❤️ Give me your feedback!
x Queen B