"Louis..." A light tap on my shoulder wakes me up, what does he want.
"What do you-" I rub my eyes, as responded. But am greeted with Zayn looking back at me.
"Morning mate," I smile at him as he beams back. Harry stands behind him, talking too Niall.
"Morning! Come on, we're gonna buy some fire works for tonight," He looks too the boys, "Lads, he's awake."
They stop their conversation and look down at me, Niall smiles and Harry steps forward.
"What time is it?" I look over too the window but the blinds are closed, they're blackouts so I have no clue.
"It's like five, come on get up." He reaches a hand out for me, I ignore it.
"Zayn what! Why can't we just hang at yours all day, then sneak into one of those churches that make cult like ceremony's and we can just watch, free fireworks, you know." I sit up, missing my pillow as it leaves my grasp.
"We're supposed too be at Sunday school right now." He reaches further towards me, I grab his hand.
He forcefully pulls me out of bed, he brings me too my feet. My mind goes foggy as he lets go, I fumble to the point where I nearly fall over. I sway forward and luckily, Harry catches me.
"Woah, Lou, are you alright?" He puts his hand on my forehead, I feel his breath on the back of my neck, it's tormented.
"Yeah yeah, let's go, yeah?" I use his hand as stabiliser, propping me up.
"You sure cause-"
"Yes. Now can we please go, I wanna catch some z's in the car." I walk too the door, they whisper for a second before following behind. Harry catching up and walking behind me, Zayn and Niall strolling behind us.
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"How far away is this shop?" I lick my lips, toothpaste left behind from the rush I was in.
"Another five minutes now," Zayn shouts from the driver seat, Niall resides next too him in the shotgun.
Harrys hand, steadily grips my thigh as we ride along the bumpy roads of Doncaster, no cars pass us as it's too early for people too be up. Especially due to it being a lonely Sunday.
"Is anyone else attending our bonfire tonight?" He asks from next too me.
"It isn't invited and shit it's just whoever turns up. And that'll most likely be everyone at school so...take that as you will."
I throw my cigarette out the window and roll it up, the sun not out yet, so the cold air hits my bones. I shudder in response, he rubs my leg.
"You can't get enough of each other can you?" Niall looks behind too us, smiling from something he's read on his phone.
"Says you babe, your smiling at your fucking phone 24/7 who is it this week, Maddie? Or is it Julia?" I try not too smirk at Harrys response, a little one slips through my grit though.
"Her name is Miranda and she's different from the others." His voice stern, clearly embarrassed by Harrys comeback.
"Sure, brother, sure." Zayn pats his thigh from next too him, keeping his other hand on the wheel.
He pulls in too a drive, outside a warehouse. The surroundings are clear, hills and trees for miles but not one car, or noise in sight. I look out at the different sizes and shapes, each individual, each different. They sway as the wind hits them, some thousands of years older than others, some planted as little as ten years ago.
I look at the tall building in front of us, slamming the car door shut and looking at the boys, "If we get murdered or hate crimed in here- it's not on me." They chuckle before Zayn walks up too the door, with a sign over its head that reads, Entry here.
"We can wait in the car if you don't-" He looks over too me, as the other too enter the structure, over the car.
"No, it's alright, just don't do anything- too gay." I walk around the car, joining him.
"Alright baby," He grabs my hand from my side, not even paying attention too what he's doing. He leads me too the door, I try too restrain myself but quickly give in.
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I squeeze his hand as we step in, the setting dark and cold. A breeze flies in from no where in particular. I look around, searching for Niall and Zayn, they seem too know where they're going. Unlike us, we stand awkwardly peering at the shelves.
Boxes upon boxes are lined up on shelves that sky scrape over our heads. The silence not breaking, no background noise, a perfect place for murder. I step forward, peering inside one of the boxes, loads of different fireworks sit, waiting too be brought then exploded, I wonder if they know their doom.
"Jeez, it's eerily weird in here," His presents is weary as he stands behind me, not seeming too be further then 3cm apart at all times.
"Let's go look around," I smile, this is oddly enjoyable.
"Let's go look around- for Zayn." He repeats adding his own decision too the end.
I walk down an aisle, the lighting alone scaring Harry. His grizzly bear exterior doesn't match for his puppy-like personality, wouldn't hurt a fly if he didn't need too.
No employees insight, makes me suspect something weirds going on. We continue on, up and down the aisles, no difference between each. I peer in the boxes as Harry looks around, probably for Zayn.
"Lou..." He whispers, after looking around for a while.
"Yes?" I look up too him, placing the firework back in the box in front of me, 15 pounds? One firework? Rip off.
"There's a door. No ones around. You wanted too explore?"
"I do want too look around, yes. We're not finding Zayn and Niall anytime soon." I step forward as Harry leads in front.
He knocks on the door, too no reply, he twists the doorknob. The door slowly pushes open, a room with no light stands in front of us, "Is there a light switch?" I ask, now standing next too him.
He steps into the room, "No, but there's a nice breeze." He's right, a breeze hits my legs as I step next too him.
More shelves stand in the room, full off even more boxes. But this room not part of the warehouse, it's considerately smaller. I can see all four of the walls from the front door.
He turns too face me as I continue too inspect the room, no one in sight from where we are, "Your cheekbones look unreal in this lighting." He places a finger on my cheek, slowly bringing it across my face.
"Are you horny or something?" I ask, removing his hand and placing it back by his side.
He nodds, I let out a sigh, Jesus.
I step closer too him, looking into his bright eyes, the lighting from the warehouse shines over half off his face. I stroke his jawline and admire his grace quietly. I go too turn away when he grabs my hand, tightly holding on.
"Please fuck me." His voice aggitated, riddled with guilt. Ashamed of having too ask, he pulls me closer too him, I see sweat dripping off his forehead as he looks down at me.
"Do you wanna pussy around, or fuck?" I whisper just as he's about too place his lips on mine.
"Fuck."
"Alright, turn around."
He moves closer too the shelves behind us, placing his hands on them. Why is his back so hot. I see his muscles outlined in his tight tee, I shut the door, leaving a little open for at least a little bit of lighting.
"Aren't you gonna pull your jeans down?" I unbuckle my belt as I walk over too him. Now standing behind him, he stays still.
"I want you too do it, for me." His voice shakes as he responds, what's up with him.
"Uh sure,"
I slide myself infront of him, he doesn't move but there is a gap between him and the shelves. I slip my small body inbetween, placing my hands on his hips.
I look down at where I have too unbuckle, his length points out through his jeans, it looks up at me. I smile, placing my hand onto him. His body shudders as I slowly unzip his fly, he throbs under my hand, whispering Jesus, under his shaky breath.
I pull his tight jeans over his hips and they drop too the ground smoothly, his stiffy even more prominent than before, in his briefs, I feel myself get hard as he tries to help himself from touching it.
I step out of his shelter and stand behind him, his ass looking amazing in front of me. I stroke his waist before pulling his underwear down slowly, I resist myself from looking at his boner, now probably free in the air. The thought of him and his body turns me on further.
I step closer too him, my hands now residing on his waist, "Do you want me too ease into you or go full in."
"Ease," He says under his breathe, sharply inhaling the cool air surrounding us.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that." I rub his waist under my grasp.
"Ease." He says it a little louder this time.
"That's my boy." I reply, moving my hand more towards his ass as he bends over further.
I rub his ass cheek, "Please Louis." He pants, most likely building up a sweat by now.
"Patience, my boy." I slowly circle my index finger around his tight hole. Moving my other hand too his back, stroking it slowly up and down.
I start too push my finger into him slowly, his breath starts too slow down. He groans as I continue too push myself in further as he groans out my name.
"Jesus you're falling apart already, my dick is still in my pants and you're calling my name." I pull down my underwear as I continue too taunt him with my finger.
"Are you ready?" My dick sticks up, hitting his ass cheek. I start too remove my finger, before slamming it back into him, continuing to do so until he responds.
He stutters, catching his breath as I thrust my finger further and further into him each time. I feel his heart beat fasten under my grasp on his back.
"Y-yes." He breathes the words out.
"Sorry I didn't quite hear that." I stroke his back even further.
"Yes. Please." His body shakes .
"Alright. As you wish."
I line up my dick, replacing my finger after removing it from him. I push my dick into him, full force. No stopping myself. No control.
I push my whole length into his tight ass, over whelming pleasure hits me as Harry moans out underneath me.
I pull myself out, nearly fully, but not quite, before thrusting myself back in. He moans out in pleasure, "Louis..." He moans my name inbetween breaths. They're deep and pleasure-filled.
I feel myself grow harder as he moans, the sound of him can turn me on more than porn.
I try too spread him open even further, trying not too hurt him by pushing him too far.
"Is that okay?"
He nodds, I try too imagine his face as I push further in, his moans now louder than ever.
Even though it turns me on an extreme amount, it needs too stop.
"Quiet down for me, sweet boy." I cover his mouth as he moans out. Leaning over his back as I pump my body into him relentlessly, thrusting my full waist into him.
It feels as if two seconds has gone by but in reality it's been five minutes of me taunting him while pushing myself into him further, hitting his g-spot each time.
"Are you nearly done, babe." I pull him closer too me as he nodds his head.
I wrap my hand over his cock, slowly starting too pump it up and down. I hear his screams through my hand.
I start too push in slowly, and pull out even slower when I move my hand from his back too his head, grabbing his cheek.
"Wanna see you when I make you cum." I turn his face, it's red as he pants out.
"Louis!"
His dick spurts over my hand as I come inside of him, his eyes shut as he cums over the carpet beneath us.
I lean on him as he turns his head back, I feel sweat drip through his shirt. His breath heavier than ever, I let out a breath that I didn't even know I was holding.
"That was-" His breath riddled with shakes, "Amazing." He pants.
I hold his body close too mine, already missing his warm self. I hold his waist, the breeze hits my leg as I remember about it.
"I think, we need to find Zayn." I pat on his back after pulling my jeans over my waist, before turning too face the door.
He grabs my hand and follows behind me too the door, doing up his fly.
"My ass hurts." He complains, opening the door.
"You were the horny one."
"Don't act like you hated it." He strokes my hand, as the light blinds me from the ceiling above, we go back too searching the aisles, for Zayn.
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