The next morning I heard the alarm go off, but when I tried to move my arm to turn it off I realised my arm was stuck. Actually my whole body was held in Louis' almost crushing grip. I tried to slide out of his arms gently, but when I finally managed to pull my hand out, his grip tightened even more and I was pressed against his body.
"Where were you trying to escape to?" I heard him whisper in my ear "I thought I was clear when I told you that you weren't leaving"
"Lou..." I turned and looked into his eyes, seeing that he was dead serious and a laugh escaped. "Actually I just wanted to turn off the alarm clock and go to have breakfast".
As if scalded, he suddenly released his grip on me. "Ah" he just said.
I took advantage of the fact that I was finally free to reach my phone and turn off the Marimba that was smashing my ears. Then I pulled back the covers but was stopped by Louis's voice.
"I told you you're not going anywhere" I looked at him confused.
"But I'm going to breakfast and usually you come with me"
"No" he said seriously in a scary tone "I'm not going to breakfast today and you don't even since you're staying here with me"
"But really..." I stopped because actually the idea of staying there with him attracted me much more than buttered bread "Ok, I stay" I got back under the covers and I approached him.
He reached out a hand and gently stroked my hair.
"You know you're an idiot right?" he said out of the blue in a sweet tone. I was stunned for a moment.
"Yes, actually, now that you mention it, a lot of people told me that, but why?" he continued to caress me with a strange air, lost in thought, as if he didn't really see me.
"Because you wanted to leave, but maybe I should have expected it, they always leave everyone, they always leave me alone, but I understand them, I'm not worth it and it's better to run away" I stopped his hand, because it scared me a little .
"Lou, what the fuck are you saying? You're the only reason I haven't left yet!"
"Yes, but because I forced you. I'm selfish, you can add that to my long list of faults" he replied simply.
"No, Tommo, you don't understand shit. I didn't mean yesterday, I meant in general, if you hadn't been here I probably would have left a long, long time ago. It's March and I'm still here, it seems impossible to me. And if I wanted to leave yesterday it was just to protect you and Zayn" his gaze darkened.
"Don't lie to me Harry. Tell me you hate me just like everyone else" was he serious?
"I'm not lying to you, I'm serious, and I don't hate you I... I love you" saying that simple sentence cost me an immense effort, however at least it served to give him a smile.
"You shouldn't, Harry, I've already told you a thousand times. It would be so much better if you hated me." What? This boy's sudden mood swings dizzy me, so much so that they often led me to think he was bipolar.
"Can we change the subject?" I asked.
"Ok, but give me a kiss first" I shook my head in disbelief, but I approached him and left a sweet kiss on his lips. It was amazing that his lips were so soft even in the early morning.
"Good, now tell me why you wanted to leave yesterday," I scowled.
"But that way we won't change the subject," I said obviously.
"No, but everyone knows that between the two of us I make the rules"
"That's not true at all!" he laughed.
"Don't complain and tell me why" I took a deep breath, he would never give up.
"I told you, I wanted to protect you and Zayn, I've done enough trouble already" He looked me straight in the eyes.
"I don't understand," he admitted sincerely.
"Basically Nick has now threatened Liam as well, who told me that he threatened Josh too, so if I don't stay away from you he'll threaten you and Zayn too and I don't want to" his look got confused at first and then furious.
"Did he threaten Josh? I'll kill that son of a bitch! How?" I saw him clench his fists and it really scared me.
"No, well, not him directly, he threatened to reveal Niall's secret and he didn't want to"
"Those two don't tell me right," he said, but I immediately interrupted him.
"Anyway, I don't want them to do something to you and Zayn too, that's why I wanted to leave, in fact I will" he laughed.
"You seriously think he hasn't already?" I widened my eyes.
"What do you mean?" he continued to laugh.
"Come on, I was in the room with him, basically slamming him in the face that I fucked you and he didn't, do you think he didn't try to threaten me in some way?" I was starting to panic as he seemed completely at ease. I jumped out of bed and started pacing the room.
"That was just what I didn't want. Fuck, fuck, fuck, why am I still here? I have to go, fuck!" He stood up and stopped me putting my hands on my arms.
"Harry, calm down! He didn't say anything serious to me, the amazing thing is that, with all the things I hide and with which he could easily threaten me with, he went to the only one thing which the whole school already knows" he chuckled again and I didn't know whether to be more worried about the nonchalance with which he said that Nick threatened him or for that 'all the things I hide.'
"Then when I burst out laughing in his face he realised it didn't work, he threatened me to tell the whole school I'm gay, I told him it didn't make a difference since the whole school already hated me. So then he threatened to say you're gay, I told him it was a great idea so we could make out in front of him without worry. At that point he realised he couldn't win against me, because I'm much better than him and he walked out slamming the door" I was really shocked at that point.
"You... you're crazy," he shrugged.
"It could be, I've never done any checks to find out," I shook my head. Sometimes I really couldn't understand how I could like such a guy. Then he kissed me, like this, for no reason and then I clearly remembered why.
"So going to exclusion" he continued "Only your Korean friend is missing?"
"Lou, he's not Korean and to be honest he doesn't even look like one! Koreans are a mix between Chinese and Japanese" he rolled his eyes.
"Would you stop babbling useless and meaningless things?"
"ME?" He slapped my cheek lightly and then dragged me back onto the bed.
"Yes, you" he smiled at me "actually I thought that for Grimshaw it was more easier to discover Zayn's secrets than those of the blond and the pacifist"
"Will you ever learn their names? Why do you say that anyway?" I asked him slightly annoyed.
"No and I'm not going to. In any case I'm saying it because the Korean looks so much like he's done everything in his life under the guise of the YOLO. I'm pretty sure he did an armed robbery"
"Hey Zayn is not a bad boy" he tugged at one of my curls hurting me.
"I didn't say he is, I just think he's one of those who wants to say he's tried everything in life" I didn't dispute, but he was probably right about one thing, it was easier to find something against Zayn than against Liam.
"If you were right and I'm not saying you are," I began, "why is he the only one still immune?"
"And what the fuck do I know? I'm not a seer! Ask him right?" he wasn't entirely wrong, so I grabbed my cell phone.
TO: Zayn
Hey Bro, can we meet this afternoon?
Zayn's response comes almost immediately.
From: Zayn
Sure, see you at 4.30 at the park
"Okay, I see him this afternoon at the park!" Louis pouted.
"You could have asked if that was all right with me," he told me. "Why are you jealous by any chance?" I asked, glancing at him from under my lashes.
"Of course not, you can see who the fuck you want!" He said it as a joke but he seemed really jealous.
"Oh yeah? Then I think I'll go see Nick, I think you hurt him with that punch, I really should see if he's okay!" he released me and waved his hand to the door.
Smiling, knowing he would never let me go, I stood up and headed for the exit under his burning gaze. I opened the door and I crossed it. When I was outside the doubts began to assault me. Maybe I was wrong and he really didn't care who I went with. I ran a hand through my hair undecided. And now what did I do? Crawling back to Louis was out of discussion, much less from Nick. Not really in class and not even around the school considering that I still had the crumpled clothes on from the day before and that I smelled like a goat. I couldn't even go to Zayn since I had left my cell phone in my room and couldn't warn him, the others had orders to stay away from me.
I was almost resigning myself to spending some time in the garden away from everyone's eyes, despite the fact that it was bitterly cold for March and I didn't even have a jacket on, when the door behind me opened.
"Little curly bastard!" I laughed and kissed him right there. We heard a scream and saw one of the cleaning ladies run away with a snot in hand. Louis and I looked at each other worried and then both of us burst out laughing.
"Oh God did you see her?" I said while holding my belly from laughing too much.
"That was too comical! I can already see her telling all her cleaning friends what she saw!" he answered me while he kept laughing.
"Lou, are her cleaning friends her broom-friends (fuck-friends)?" I asked, starting to laugh even louder.
"Harry, has anyone ever told you that your jokes really suck?" he asked, laughing too.
When we managed to catch our breath, with my abs all aching I managed to formulate a question.
"Do you think she recognized us? I mean... I don't think they know all the students in the school"
"Mmm... I don't know, but I'm quite famous around here" I suddenly blanched.
"And you're not worried about it being known?" I asked him.
"Not really, as I already told Nick, the whole school already hates me anyway. And in any case I'm pretty sure I'm not gay" his answer exasperated me.
"I thought we had cleared this hurdle," I exclaimed.
"But I am only gay for you Darling" he winked at me and the statement that should have been a joke, in my eyes appeared only immensely sweet.
"Yes, yes ok as you like" I dismissed him so as not to let him understand the inner reaction that that phrase had aroused in me "anyway we're going back inside, I really want to take a shower"
He did as I told him and followed me into the room. He went to watch some television while I grabbed some clean clothes and went to the bathroom. I turned on the water and undressed waiting for it to heat up. My eye fell on the mirror in front of me and that vision struck me. Once I saw myself as beautiful, now I was no longer very convinced. First of all I was much more neglected, I never bothered to put my hair in order or put cream on my face and I was even fatter, my hips were no longer sculpted as before, but softer, moreover I was no longer surrounded by girls telling me how good looking I was, which sounds silly, but it was really a self-esteem booster. Not to mention that I now knew Louis Tomlinson. Maybe I could be considered handsome, but not compared to him, Louis was perfect. Even all those girls who told me I was handsome probably would have said I sucked if they'd known Tomlinson. I really couldn't figure out what he saw in me, I just wasn't enough for him.
The mirror started to fog up due to the smoke coming from the shower, so with a sigh I decided to stop self-pitying and get into that damn shower that must have been hot as hell by now. Once inside, I closed the curtains and began to soap myself listlessly. At one point I heard the door open, shocked, I put my head out of the curtains and to my amazement I saw Louis who had entered and was taking off his sweatshirt.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I almost screamed.
"Master chef ended, I was bored, so I decided that I'll take a shower with you" he also took off his shirt and trousers.
"You're joking right?" I asked him before he even took off his boxers, the only thing that was left on him.
"Of course not" he took off this last garment as well and my jaw dropped to the ground almost at the same speed when I found him completely naked in front of me. He noticed my reaction and grinned confidently and slowly walked over to the shower.
"So will you let me in or not? What is it, are you ashamed? It wouldn't be the first time I've seen you like mom made you" he winked in my direction. I, still speechless from the vision and now resigned, signalled for him to enter. As soon as he pulled back the curtain, however, I felt his eyes scrutinising me inch by inch, while I remained motionless, not quite knowing what to do. On the one hand I wanted to cover myself up, on the other hand I felt it would be very childish behaviour on my part.
"Even if I have to admit" he told me as he didn't stop looking me up and down "That with light it's a whole other thing" he continued in a mischievous tone finally looking up at my eyes "I have a much clearer and more detailed vision" it was possible sweat in a hot shower? Because I was sure I was. He smiled at me "And I like it". He finally got into the shower with me, the space wasn't much and I was practically pressed between the wall and his body. If we add to this the wonderful view of Louis' body and hair wet, we have the perfect combination. It didn't take long before blood started flowing to my lower body and an erection began. The worst part is that I didn't even know how to hide it. I probably couldn't, as Louis "accidentally" bumped into it a little while later causing me to let out a small moan.
He looked at me sideways, smiling "Do you have a problem Styles?"
"Fuck you Tomlinson!" I managed to answer.
"Mmm... You weren't very kind considering I wanted to help you solve it" incredibly he knelt in front of me and licked the tip "But maybe you don't want to. Right?"
"Lou..." I said in a tone that sounded a lot like a plea, but he still kept looking at me with those laughing eyes "Please"
He seemed to decide he had tortured me enough as he grabbed my base and started licking and sucking it. When he took it totally in his mouth I had to hold on to the shampoo holder to keep from falling.
He was going back and forth to my extremity and I wondered if it was really the first time he had done something like this, because it was the most exciting feeling I've ever experienced. It didn't even compare to all the blow jobs girls had given me. Certainly sometimes he scratched me with his teeth, but compared to them he was much rougher and more decisive, he knew exactly the points where to linger the most and the best way to make me feel pleasure. Furthermore, when my eyes weren't turned to heaven for too much pleasure, they managed to lower themselves to cross his figure who dedicated herself to my member and it was really the sexiest thing I've ever seen. When he too looked up and our eyes met I felt that I had reached my limit.
"L-Lou m-move over" I managed to warn him just in time. I still dirty his chest and part of my feet, but fortunately the water from the shower wiped it all away very quickly. Lou stood up and looked at me.
"It's less disgusting than I thought. But we won't do it in the shower again, the floor is hard and uneven and my knees hurt" he said suddenly. I looked at him shocked at first, then I burst out laughing.
"Seriously, Tommo? That's all you have to say?" I asked him, still laughing.
"Why what was I supposed to say?" he asked smugly.
"Well, I don't know" I started "maybe you could have asked me if I liked it"
He approached me and bit my ear lobe, then whispered to me: "Oh, but I already know you liked it, you screamed and moaned like a little girl"
Taking him by surprise, I put my hand on his already partially erect member, making him utter a very unmanly yell.
"Who's screaming like a sissy Loulou?"
I started massaging him up and down in circular motions, enjoying watching him try to hold back his moans, but couldn't do much. It was strange to masturbate someone other than me, but it wasn't all that difficult and seeing Louis' face between whipped and ecstatic, he seemed to enjoy it too. When he came he whispered something that sounded a lot like a 'Haz', but most likely it was just my imagination making fun of me.
Louis grabbed me by the hair and kissed me violently, without a minimum of sweetness.
"I hate you Harry Styles, because when I'm with you I always lose my mind" he returned to take possession of my mouth without even asking my permission, even tugging my hair, but that pain was somehow pleasant.
Just as he had begun, he suddenly pulled away and without saying a word turned around, stepped out of the shower and later out of the bathroom as well. I was thrilled, once again I didn't understand anything about Louis' behaviour. I decided to finish the shower very calmly, because I needed to recover for a moment from what had just happened. Actually I couldn't even afford to think about it too much, otherwise I would have ended up with a problem between my legs again.
I wasn't ready to walk out of there and see Louis again, but I did anyway. He was there, on the sofa watching television, exactly as I had left him, as if nothing had happened.
"What are you watching?" I asked him.
"An old episode of How I Met Your Mother" he moved to the armrest and motioned me to sit next to him. Hesitantly I did it and he incredibly wrapped his arm around my shoulders and drew me to him, giving me a tender kiss on my still wet hair. We stayed like this for an hour, watching meaningless programs follow each other and without saying a word, enjoying the moment.
After a while my phone rang.
"I think it's time you go to Zayn," I sighed, reluctantly pulling away.
"Yes, I think so too" I slipped on my shoes and went over to him who was left on the sofa to give him a light kiss.
"See you later Lou" he nodded at me as I left and headed towards the bar where I knew Zayn was waiting for me.
"Hey Styles" my friend greeted me when he saw me enter. "Hey Malik! How are you?" I threw myself on the chair next to him.
"Pretty well I'd say, did you miss me my darling?" he asked, smiling sideways.
"I'd say yes bro!" I chuckled cheerfully. With Zayn it was really easy many times to leave everything behind and follow his relaxed way of living.
"So? Why did you want to see me?" the raven-haired asked me.
"C'mon!" I exclaimed "Couldn't I just feel like seeing my friend?"
"I know you, so no!" he said laughing "Problems with the asshole?"
"Strangely not" then I thought about what had happened in the shower.
"Well, no more than usual"
Zayn shook his head "I'll never understand what you see in him. He's just an idiot, you deserve better friends"
Yes, friends right, by now we were anything but that.
"Can we change topic?"
"Right, right, what's troubling you?"
"I wanted to ask you.." I started hesitantly "Did you talk to Nick?"
I saw him stiffen in his chair. "No, why?"
I breathed a sigh of relief "That's better, but be careful, he's talking to everyone, Niall, Liam, Josh, Louis... Tell everyone to stay away from me otherwise... well it depends on the case, mostly it's about revealing secrets. I tried to leave, but Louis stopped me" Zayn glared at me.
"You make me agree with the asshole and I hate you for that, that you walk away is out of discussion!
"Yes, but I can't even let him torture you like this!" Why couldn't they understand?
"Ok, I've decided, I'll talk to Nick" he stated firmly.
"What, are you stupid? Didn't you hear what I told you? He'll break your face!" he had lost his mind.
He smiled at me "Not if I break his first. And then trust me, I have a couple of convincing arguments"
I shook my head in disbelief. "You and Louis are more alike than that do you believe"
Zayn frowns suddenly. "Don't even say that as a joke"
Having said that he turned and left without a word, leaving me alone at the small table.
This only served to accentuate my belief that he and Louis were actually very similar.
What I didn't know is that I was so wrong.