Harry's POV
A couple weeks past and things had been running smoothly, except for Louis' secrets eating away at me. He knew what happened in Wellington.
The only other person who knew about Wellington was the bartender who was working that night and he wasn't allowed to say anything. Plus Louis told me he was too drunk to remember and let me fly to Wellington knowing that was a lie.
If that doesn't fuck you up I don't know what will.
I hadn't spoken to Niall about Wellington or the search history or the muffins. I wanted to but I still couldn't quite wrap my head around it myself.
So here I was, lying on my bed staring at the ceiling. That was basically all I did for the past week. Why would Louis be looking up these things? Why wouldn't he tell me what happened in Wellington? Why did he get me muffins?
There was a knock on my door and I sat up. "Come in."
Niall stepped in and sat down on my bed, flopping down on his back. I followed suit as we both stared at the ceiling blankly. We sat like that for a while, neither of us saying anything.
"So." Niall began. "Are you ever going to tell me what's up with you."
"You really want to know?" I asked as I turned my head to the side to look at him.
He looked at me as well, "Clearly, or I wouldn't be laying here."
I sighed deeply, "Well I never asked Louis about Wellington."
"Why not?" Niall asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
"I made a discovery." I said as I sat up, Niall quick to follow my actions. "Louis, he bought muffins."
Niall laughed dryly, "So instead of confronting him about something you were ready to tear him to shreds over, since he bought muffins you found no need to figure it out?"
"He didn't buy just any ordinary muffins. He bought cranberry muffins for me, all the way across town." I explained. "He hates cranberry muffins and used to criticize me for eating them. I didn't even ask for them."
"And some muffins changed your mind?" Niall raised his eyebrow.
"Well that and his search history." I mumbled.
Niall laughed. "What was in his search history? Porn Hub?"
"More like 101 Harry Styles facts, Harry Styles 2010, how to make someone fall in love with you and how to make someone realise they're in love with you." I said. "Oh and Larry smut."
Niall's eyes widened. "You can't be serious."
I shook my head, "I wouldn't make something like this up."
Niall stood up and ran his hand through his hair. "I was right."
"What do you mean you were right?" I furrowed my brows.
"I mean Louis is in love with you." Niall said.
"No he's not." I scoffed.
Niall gave me a look. "Harry, why else would he be looking up facts about you, pictures of you and stuff about making someone fall in love with him." He said. "Oh and the detail that you somehow almost forgot, he was looking up stories about you two fucking."
I looked up at the doorway and my face paled, "Niall-"
"Oh! And he is one of the only people who knows what happened between you two in Wellington and it was so bad that he made management pay the bar off." He ranted.
"Niall, stop-"
"And as you stated, he went and bought you muffins. A kind of muffins he hates and went across town to get just for you. I wouldn't even do that for you and I'm one of your best friends. Louis loves you Harry. He loves-"
"He doesn't love anybody." The person I had been trying to warn Niall about said.
Niall turned to see Zayn leaning in the doorway, "Yes, he does Zayn. He loves Harry."
"No, he doesn't." Zayn yelled making both Niall and I jump. Zayn probably would never hurt either of us but that didn't make him any less terrifying. "Stop trying to uncover some big secret that he's in love with Harry because he isn't. I already told you to drop it."
"Are you delusional? I'm seriously asking, can you not see how clear it is? He was looking up things about Harry and stories about him and Harry having sex! Are you blind?" Niall said.
Zayn has lost his temper at this point and grabbed Niall by the collar of his shirt. "Don't talk about shit you know nothing about. I said to fucking drop it, so fucking drop it." Zayn gritted his teeth before releasing Niall and storming out of the room.
Niall and I just sat there in shock, Zayn never talked like that to any of us before. Why was he so heated over this? Did he like Louis or something? What the fuck was going on in this band.
"Niall, you alright?" I asked after a moment.
"I'm fine, I'm just wondering if Zayn's alright. Why did he flip out like that?" He asked.
"I wish I knew." I sighed. After a while, Niall left and I was once again left alone with aggravating thoughts. And now one was added to the bunch, why did Zayn get so angry at the suggestion of Louis being in love with me?
It was all too much so I just decided to take a nap and take a break from all these thoughts.
I stood in the shower, letting the hot water run down my body. "God damn are you sexy." A voice said from behind me. I jumped and turned to see Louis standing there, naked.
"L-Louis. What are you doing in here?" I sputtered out and covered my exposed lower half.
"Just the thought of you in here, completely naked, dripping with water, just turned me on so much. Couldn't resist." He latched his lips onto my neck and sucked a deep red, wine coloured mark into my neck. My eyes shut in bliss.
I let out a high pitch whine of his name, "Louis."
"Yes, princess?" He whispered as he blew cold air onto the love bite.
"Stop teasing me and take me." I begged.
He raised an eyebrow and caressed my arm gently, "In the shower? I mean it's a place for cleaning not for such a dirty act." He said a smirk playing on his lips.
I moved towards him so our naked bodies were pressed firmly against each other. I moved my mouth so it was ghosting over his, to the point that I could feel his breath on my lips. "But that just makes it hotter." I whispered and merely brushed my lips against him before pulling back.
He grabbed me and spun me around so my back hit the shower wall. I groaned at the contact but I didn't complain. "Why do you have to be such a god damn tease." He gritted his teeth before slamming his mouth onto mine.
His hand slipped down to my bum and his finger circled my hole. He pressed it in, it stung from the lack of lube. "Louis, it hurts." I hissed.
He pulled his hand back up and placed his fingers in front of my mouth. "Suck, make sure you get them nice and coated, this is all you get."
I obeyed him quickly and took his fingers into my mouth, generously coating them in spit. I looked up at Louis with the most innocent eyes I could muster making him groan.
He took his fingers from my mouth and jammed one into my hole with no warning. I groaned out loudly, "Fuck."
"Maybe if you were less of a tease I'd go easier." He whispered huskily.
"No way, I like it rough." I smirked and he smirked back before jamming his other finger I moaned loudly—
I woke up, panting and covered in sweat. I looked down and of course I had a tent in my boxers. At least this time it wasn't on a plane with Niall sitting right next to me. I scooted down so I was on the edge of the bed and pulled down my boxers to my ankles.
I wrapped my hand around my length and slowly pumped till I was fully erect, precum bubbling at my slit. I picked up my pace and groaned out loudly, "Louis." I repeated his name over and over again as I came hard.
I grabbed some tissues and wiped myself off as there was a knock at my door. I quickly pulled up my boxers, "Come in." I yelled. Louis walked into my room and I flushed red, embarrassed after what events had just taken place in my room.
"Yes?" He said.
"Yes what?" I furrowed my brows.
"You were yelling for me, what do you need?" He asked and I turned an even deeper shade of red knowing that he heard me. At least he thought I was just calling him, not moaning his name.
"Uh yeah, I wanted to..." I trailed off trying to figure out some kind of excuse to why I was 'calling' his name. My eyes then landed on the David Beckham Autobiography that I hadn't touched since I borrowed it from Louis. I walked over to it and picked it up. "Return this to you."
"And you couldn't have just put it in my room?" Louis chuckled as he took the book from my hands.
"It was easier for you to come here rather than me go there." I shrugged.
"Yeah, okay." He shook his head as he left my room and I let out a sigh of relief. These god damn wet dreams keep getting me in a hell of a lot of trouble.
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A/n: happy birthday to me! I thought I'd give you guys some gifts in the form of updates and a new story so go check out my new story Camboy. Love you xoxo