“Louis William Tomlinson report to administration immediately,” a high pitched voice announced over the loud speaker and said lad groaned in his seat.

All eyes darted to him, piercing curious holes into his flesh, but the only pair Louis arsed with was his mate Liam’s. He still hadn’t got on with the idea of Louis being Harry Styles’ new trade. Although, at least now he believed that Louis was getting off with him in the halls, since he saw the evidence himself. Louis and Harry had walked around with all sorts of visible hickeys and bruises.

Louis blanked on Liam and got up from his desk, he almost made it out without having to face him, but when he got just outside the door Liam caught his wrist.

“What’s this?” Louis asked in annoyance with a fake ignorance about him, he knew exactly why he was being called to administration and he knew that Liam did as well.

“You know perfectly well why I followed you, Lou. I really hope getting your end away was worth getting in trouble for bunking off,” Liam hissed letting go off Louis, but holding him there with his glare.

“Won’t you belt up already! It’s like your jealous I got with Harry instead of you!” Louis snapped. Instantly he knew he would regret saying such a thing later, but in the heat of the moment he didn’t give a flying f*** what he said.

Liam’s eyes darkened with anger and a bit of hurt splashed in them. He spoke through gritted teeth, “I know you think you’re hot stuff now just because you were able to trap off with Styles, but you aren’t. You’re the same naïve year eleven kid you were a month ago. I don’t know if you think if you keep this up you’ll be his better half or what, but you won’t. All you are now is bloody berk!”

Louis gawked at Liam with huge eyes and didn’t have the chance to get another word in before Liam about faced back into the classroom. Louis stewed over his, what he was sure was his ex-best mate’s words the entire walk to administration. He felt hurt and angry that Liam would spout off such bull s****. If anything Louis had wised up since ‘trapping off’ with Harry. There was no way he was being a berk. And who says Harry wouldn’t want a relationship with him? The nerve!

All of Louis’ thoughts shuttered to a halt when he saw a familiar lanky figure standing outside the office. He jutted up an extra-large hand, holding in it a slip of paper as he saw the lad in question walk up.

“What took you?” Harry inquired pushing off the wall and stepped closer to the lad. “I heard your name over the speakers and decided to work my magic and get you out of trouble. I even managed to get you a sign out slip so that you could take a little field trip with me today.”

Louis didn’t even question it, he just mumbled, “Oh, h*** yes,” and followed Harry out to the car park. The two walked silently until they reached a shiny red car that only people like Harry’s parents would give someone who was still a student.

“In you go,” Harry said offhandedly after opening the passenger door for the younger lad.
Louis took his seat and was very curious as where he was being taken, but he realized that Harry’s silence during their walk meant he was keeping it a surprise.

Harry crossed around the back of the car and got into the driver’s side. He started up the car and drove off campus. He drove for a while and to Louis is seemed like he didn’t know where he was going, but eventually Harry put on his turn signal for the last time and then put the car in park after making the turn. To Louis it was just an old abandoned field that hadn’t been taken care of proper in ages, but obviously to Harry it was something more or he wouldn’t have brought the younger lad there.

“I’m very impressed,” Harry murmured looking out into the field over the steering wheel.

Louis scratched at the base of his jaw unsure of what the older lad meant, and even more unsure as to what his intentions were. “ ‘bout what?”

“The amount of restraint you’ve showed. You haven’t asked a single question and I’ve just dragged you out to the middle of nowhere,” Harry still wasn’t looking at Louis, but he could still see the odd look on his face. One that he had gotten used to seeing right before the older darted away.

Louis shrugged his shoulders, he was being careful; he didn’t want to be stranded in some place where his mobile likely didn’t get good reception if Harry decided to split. “I didn’t see the need to badger you if you wanted to surprise me.”

Harry turned to look at the younger lad, his face devoid of any emotion, not even the almost-vulnerable look from earlier. “You’re such a peculiar bloke.”

Louis deadpanned. “And you’re not?”

Harry snorted and undid his buckle. “Touché, now come on I’ve got something to show you,” he said returning to the mood he had been in when Louis had arrived to administration. Louis was getting whiplash from all of Harry’s mood swings.

He wordlessly followed the long legged lad out into the field and even a little past it to a large boulder of sorts. The two climbed up top of it and Harry just stood there looking ahead prompting Louis’ eyes to follow.

It was a breath-taking view of the city, you could see every little detail, but could hear none of the bustling noise. It was really quite beautiful even if it was the middle of the day. It would be even better with the sun gone down.

“You come here to think a lot don’t you?” Louis asked not taking his eyes off the city.

“Mhmm,” Harry hummed looking at Louis and back to the view.

Louis saw what Harry did and he had the overwhelming urge to wrap his arms around his waist and stare over his shoulder, so he did that only he had to settle for peering over the side of Harry’s arm because he wasn’t tall enough to see over his shoulder.

“What are you doing?” Harry asked sounding bothered.

“Holding you,” Louis stated innocently. He seriously doubted his interpretation of Harry bringing him to his favourite thinking place.

Harry wriggled around so that he was facing Louis and stared down at him intensely, muttered, “Don’t do that,” and began ravaging Louis’ neck, eliciting a surprised moan from the younger lad.

Louis arched his neck so that Harry could reach it better and let his arms fall slack around Harry’s hips. Harry started unbuttoning Louis oxford and Louis all too willingly let go of Harry so that the two could work together to get the younger’s torso free of clothing. Then Harry worked his tongue and teeth down Louis’ chest causing noises to escape the sensitive lad’s mouth and he realized that here he didn’t have to be quiet and he was very pleased to make that realization.

Before Harry could get much farther Louis stopped him so that he could remove Harry’s blazer and oxford and throw them down with his own. He finally got the chance to appreciate Harry’s form, sure he still had his trousers on, but that didn’t matter Louis had seen that already. He reached out and ran his fingers over Harry’s chest noticing that he had something a little extra and smiled.

Harry huffed, “That’s why I like to keep my top on.”

Louis got one of his random bouts of bravery and stood on his tippy toes and spoke breathily right in Harry’s ear. “Don’t, I think it’s sexy.”

Harry was pretty much overcome with lust by then and dragged Louis back to the car.

“Why are we going to the car?” Louis managed the best he could with Harry’s hands all over him leading him back over to where they were parked.

Harry sucked on Louis’ soft spot, eliciting a moan from said lad, and then replied, “Coz the rock’s too hard.”

Louis kind of smiled before he was thrown into the back seat and Harry was on top of him kissing him proper. Louis found himself rocking upwards into Harry’s hips, silently begging for him to get on with it. Harry didn’t break the kiss however; he just slipped his tongue into Louis’ mouth and his hand into his trousers.

Louis quickly grew even harder at Harry’s touch and bucked into the older lad’s large hand. Harry smirked into the kiss at how eager Louis was and used the hand holding Louis’ length to undo his trousers and yank his pants down as well. Louis kicked them off and debagged Harry as well. Now, they were both completely naked and it was nice to Louis that is until their erections started rubbing against each other.

Then he couldn’t think straight, all he knew was that he needed Harry inside him quickly. He whined into Harry’s mouth shamelessly trying to hurry things along. And finally Harry pulled away and dug into the pocket on the back of the seat and pulled out a bottle of lubrication.

“So eager,” he muttered opening the cap and rubbing himself down with the slippery substance.

“Please hurry,” Louis begged circling his hips without really meaning to. He was just so painfully turned on.

Harry didn’t dither any longer he picked Louis’ hips up slightly so that he could get to him easily, lined himself up, and then slid inside the all too eager lad slowly because he didn’t have the chance to prep him. Louis cried out, in part because he still wasn’t used to Harry, and in part because just having Harry inside him not doing anything only made the tension he was feeling worse.

“You alright?” Harry asked looking down at Louis in concern.

Louis nodded and that was good enough for the upperclassmen. He gently began moving inside of Louis, causing Louis to become very vocal. He began going a little faster and worked out a rhythm before dropping Louis’ hips and leaned down so that their chests were flush and he licked Louis’ lips before placing his own against them.

Louis opened his mouth willingly and Harry slowly wormed his tongue in there and picked up his speed causing Louis’ erection to dig into his stomach. Louis moaned at the contact even if it wasn’t the kind he was needing and prompted Harry to a little harder by up against him.

Harry did the best he could while still snogging Louis and it was all very nice, but Louis was searching for something a little hotter coz of the way Harry had got him all riled up earlier so he decided to take matters into his own hands. He tangled his fingers in Harry’s curls and started moving his hips under Harry.

Harry growled and removed his lips from Louis’, he reached up and knocked his hands out of his curls and sat up a little. “Fine, if that’s the way you want to play it,” he said through clenched teeth and pulled Louis’ hips up again.

The sixth form student then began drilling into Louis for everything he was worth and Louis screamed out Harry’s name again and again and quickly became a begging mess. Only Harry wouldn’t touch Louis, he just kept pushing in and out in and out, quickly, roughly.

Louis kept moaning and begging for Harry to touch him all the while, and it just made Harry go harder on him and then finally the tingling got so intense for Louis that his eyes began watering and he looked to Harry for some relief. But by the look on the upperclassmen’s face he knew that he wasn’t going to do anything about it.

Whimpering, Louis began touching himself because the need was too much and then Harry came but he didn’t stop right away and Louis just kept working his hand up and down so that he could be pushed over the brink. Harry pulled out of Louis and stood up and finally the orgasm rocked through Louis and he threw his head back and moaned and his hand slowed down.

“Are you quite finished?” Harry asked looking down at the sweaty lad in the backseat.

Louis nodded and his head seemed to clear and he felt hurt. What had he done to deserve that? He couldn’t help it, his eyes watered again and he looked at Harry, his vision blurred and asked in a cold voice. “What the f*** is the matter with you, Harry Styles?”

Harry just tightened his jaw and walked away from the car. Louis sat up and watched to see what he was doing, and saw that he was gathering their clothes.

“Answer me Godd*** it! I didn’t do jack s*** and all of the sudden you turn all cold and weird on me and you just worry about getting yourself off!”

Harry sauntered over to the car and threw Louis’ pile of clothes onto his lap. “You can find your own ride back to town!”

“What?” the word ripped straight from Louis’ throat.

“You heard me, get out,” Harry said deadly calm and started dressing himself.

“You can’t be serious?” Louis asked the tears welling up even worse now.

“Do I look like I’m joking, mate?” Harry asked getting opening the driver’s side door.

Louis didn’t say another word he just got out of Harry’s car and clutched his clothes to his chest as Harry drove away. The tears finally broke away and he started sobbing watching the car drive out of sight, without him in it.

What was he supposed to do now? How could Harry do that?

The only thing Louis thought to do was walk a ways down the road until his mobile found service and he called Liam.

Notes

You guys asked for it..
Now you know why this was so hard for me to write!