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Louis collected himself and returned to the cafeteria just long enough to tell Liam he needed to go home he had to be anywhere but school. Liam didn’t protest as much as Louis thought he would and he was grateful for that. It must have been the faraway look on his face that clued him in. Whatever it was Louis didn’t care he just had to get away.
But before he could get to the parking lot Harry had gotten to him.
“What was that?” He asked hurt colouring his stupid perfect face.
Louis dropped his things and threw his arms up in exasperation. “I don’t know, Styles, maybe well-deserved payback!” The younger lad retorted venomously. He had had it with Harry going around treating him the way he did. Just because they weren’t official didn’t mean that Harry could abuse the s*** out of him.
Harry’s eyes went cold and darker than Louis had ever seen them. “Payback? For what? I apologized for leaving you, but it was your fault I left in the first place!”
A fire flicked on inside of Louis and he marched up to Harry and stuck his index finger against the curly headed lad’s chest, “You listen here you pompous arsehole, I did nothing of the sort! You are the one who went all mental and f***** me raw and then left me to find my own way home with s*** reception!”
Harry backed up from Louis and swiped his ginormous hand across his face in aggravation. “You are the densest bloke I have ever met. I was trying to be sweet and caring, I was going to finally admit to you that I have developed feelings for you! I was even going to ask you to be my boyfriend!”
Both lad’s eyes went wide with that little tid bit of information. It was clear to Louis that Harry hadn’t even realized he was going to do those things until just now, his anger finally providing clarity. Louis wished that his anger would have done the same.
“You mean to tell me, all those times you would just shut down was coz you have feelings for me?” Louis asked rubbing his jaw in disbelief.
Harry dropped his eyes. “Yeah, you would just do something to ruin the moment or make me think that you didn’t feel anything for me, like call me Styles. It hurt and I don’t deal with hurt well.”
“F***,” Louis breathed pushing his hair through his fringe. “I had no idea.”
Harry snorted shaking his head. “You’re telling me, mate.”
Louis shook his hair out and looked at Harry with a guilty expression. “I was growing quite fond of the nickname you had given me. I haven’t heard it in a while,” he just sort of blurted unsure what else to say.
Harry shrugged pocketing his hands. “I think I prefer your real name now, Lewis,” he murmured just loud enough for the younger lad to hear.
For some reason a crinkly smile graced Louis’ face when he spoke, “Actually, it’s Louis. I guess I never gave myself a proper introduction before.”
“I asked my best mate Niall, and he said you were called Lewis. Shame, I’m quite fond of that name.”
All of the sudden something came over Louis and he stepped improperly close to Harry and whispered in his ear, “You can call me anything you’d like.”
Hearing that caused Harry to bite his lip and his eyes to roll up, he grabbed Louis by the hips and started shoving him towards the car. Louis all too eagerly obliged, and when he felt the cool metal frame of the car a groan escaped his lips. Harry planted a trail of kisses along Louis’ neck as he opened the back door and pushed Louis in, minding his head. While Harry was fooling with the door Louis wasted no time in getting undressed.
Harry stripped himself down as well and went to work kissing from Louis’ jawline to his chest and stopped just above his hips. He glanced up at Louis to give his face a read and after receiving a nod continued to kiss until he reached Louis’ alert member. He licked from the base to the tip and then twirled his tongue around the slit.
Louis let out a low moan and spread his legs further to give Harry more access. He really lost it for a bit when Harry took him all the way in his mouth and started moving up and down, digging his nails into the upholstery.
“God, it feels so f****** good when you suck me like that,” Louis grunted as Harry squeezed his balls.
The only reply Harry gave was a hum that drove Louis wild. He was in pure ecstasy and Harry hadn’t even gone inside him yet.
“Why you treating me so good? What do I have to do for,” but Louis couldn’t finish his words because of the moan that burst through his throat. Harry had decided it would be a good idea to practically unhinge his jaw and the feeling of hitting the back of his throat was just too much for Louis. With no warning he came moaning again just for good measure.
Harry got up and licked his lips, trying to catch his breath. “I reckon I have some making up to do. You’re really gonna love this, Lewis,” Harry said in that scratchy little breathy voice that drove everyone mad.
Louis let go of his grip on the car seat and took a few deep breaths trying to come down from his high, but Harry didn’t let him have the chance. He coated his own member down in the lubrication he kept in the pocket of his backseat and pushed himself into Louis’ bum. He started thrusting into the over sensitive lad quickly, but not roughly and Louis let out a strangled yelp.
“F****** h***, this feels so d*** good,” he moaned in a breathy pant. Louis was quite sure that if a proper make up with Harry was this good he wanted to get into fights with him more often.
“Fantastic,” Harry grunted pulling Louis’ legs up around his shoulders and leaned in to plant a wet kiss on his lips.
“Oh, God,” Louis cried out against Harry’s lips. He was definitely going to pick fights with him on the regular basis.
Harry smirked and slipped his tongue into Louis’ parted mouth and picked up his pace moving in and out of Louis in the best way. And Louis felt himself grinding against Harry and moaning again and again. He was moaning so much he couldn’t concentrate on snogging proper and so Harry started kissing his throat, moaning against it.
Louis couldn’t fight the urge to rake his nails across Harry’s back. And he sort of hoped he didn’t hurt Harry, but he didn’t really care because Harry kept hitting that one spot over and over again and without even being touched again Louis felt the familiar tightening in his stomach.
“Good boy, Lewis, come for me,” Harry murmured against Louis’ throat and that was all Louis needed.
Harry released inside of Louis not five seconds later and he collapsed on top of his chest, with Louis’ legs still around his shoulders.
“F***, that was hot,” Louis breathed resting his head on the car door, and watched the older lad’s face.
“It was supposed to be, love,” Harry murmured out of breath.
Louis smiled and couldn’t believe what just happened. He was right about Harry Styles, he was most definitely the sort of lad that could destroy you, but he was also the sort of lad that could put you back together.
“Lewis?”
“Yeah?”
“Will you be my boyfriend? Instead of just my trade.”
“Yeah.”
But before he could get to the parking lot Harry had gotten to him.
“What was that?” He asked hurt colouring his stupid perfect face.
Louis dropped his things and threw his arms up in exasperation. “I don’t know, Styles, maybe well-deserved payback!” The younger lad retorted venomously. He had had it with Harry going around treating him the way he did. Just because they weren’t official didn’t mean that Harry could abuse the s*** out of him.
Harry’s eyes went cold and darker than Louis had ever seen them. “Payback? For what? I apologized for leaving you, but it was your fault I left in the first place!”
A fire flicked on inside of Louis and he marched up to Harry and stuck his index finger against the curly headed lad’s chest, “You listen here you pompous arsehole, I did nothing of the sort! You are the one who went all mental and f***** me raw and then left me to find my own way home with s*** reception!”
Harry backed up from Louis and swiped his ginormous hand across his face in aggravation. “You are the densest bloke I have ever met. I was trying to be sweet and caring, I was going to finally admit to you that I have developed feelings for you! I was even going to ask you to be my boyfriend!”
Both lad’s eyes went wide with that little tid bit of information. It was clear to Louis that Harry hadn’t even realized he was going to do those things until just now, his anger finally providing clarity. Louis wished that his anger would have done the same.
“You mean to tell me, all those times you would just shut down was coz you have feelings for me?” Louis asked rubbing his jaw in disbelief.
Harry dropped his eyes. “Yeah, you would just do something to ruin the moment or make me think that you didn’t feel anything for me, like call me Styles. It hurt and I don’t deal with hurt well.”
“F***,” Louis breathed pushing his hair through his fringe. “I had no idea.”
Harry snorted shaking his head. “You’re telling me, mate.”
Louis shook his hair out and looked at Harry with a guilty expression. “I was growing quite fond of the nickname you had given me. I haven’t heard it in a while,” he just sort of blurted unsure what else to say.
Harry shrugged pocketing his hands. “I think I prefer your real name now, Lewis,” he murmured just loud enough for the younger lad to hear.
For some reason a crinkly smile graced Louis’ face when he spoke, “Actually, it’s Louis. I guess I never gave myself a proper introduction before.”
“I asked my best mate Niall, and he said you were called Lewis. Shame, I’m quite fond of that name.”
All of the sudden something came over Louis and he stepped improperly close to Harry and whispered in his ear, “You can call me anything you’d like.”
Hearing that caused Harry to bite his lip and his eyes to roll up, he grabbed Louis by the hips and started shoving him towards the car. Louis all too eagerly obliged, and when he felt the cool metal frame of the car a groan escaped his lips. Harry planted a trail of kisses along Louis’ neck as he opened the back door and pushed Louis in, minding his head. While Harry was fooling with the door Louis wasted no time in getting undressed.
Harry stripped himself down as well and went to work kissing from Louis’ jawline to his chest and stopped just above his hips. He glanced up at Louis to give his face a read and after receiving a nod continued to kiss until he reached Louis’ alert member. He licked from the base to the tip and then twirled his tongue around the slit.
Louis let out a low moan and spread his legs further to give Harry more access. He really lost it for a bit when Harry took him all the way in his mouth and started moving up and down, digging his nails into the upholstery.
“God, it feels so f****** good when you suck me like that,” Louis grunted as Harry squeezed his balls.
The only reply Harry gave was a hum that drove Louis wild. He was in pure ecstasy and Harry hadn’t even gone inside him yet.
“Why you treating me so good? What do I have to do for,” but Louis couldn’t finish his words because of the moan that burst through his throat. Harry had decided it would be a good idea to practically unhinge his jaw and the feeling of hitting the back of his throat was just too much for Louis. With no warning he came moaning again just for good measure.
Harry got up and licked his lips, trying to catch his breath. “I reckon I have some making up to do. You’re really gonna love this, Lewis,” Harry said in that scratchy little breathy voice that drove everyone mad.
Louis let go of his grip on the car seat and took a few deep breaths trying to come down from his high, but Harry didn’t let him have the chance. He coated his own member down in the lubrication he kept in the pocket of his backseat and pushed himself into Louis’ bum. He started thrusting into the over sensitive lad quickly, but not roughly and Louis let out a strangled yelp.
“F****** h***, this feels so d*** good,” he moaned in a breathy pant. Louis was quite sure that if a proper make up with Harry was this good he wanted to get into fights with him more often.
“Fantastic,” Harry grunted pulling Louis’ legs up around his shoulders and leaned in to plant a wet kiss on his lips.
“Oh, God,” Louis cried out against Harry’s lips. He was definitely going to pick fights with him on the regular basis.
Harry smirked and slipped his tongue into Louis’ parted mouth and picked up his pace moving in and out of Louis in the best way. And Louis felt himself grinding against Harry and moaning again and again. He was moaning so much he couldn’t concentrate on snogging proper and so Harry started kissing his throat, moaning against it.
Louis couldn’t fight the urge to rake his nails across Harry’s back. And he sort of hoped he didn’t hurt Harry, but he didn’t really care because Harry kept hitting that one spot over and over again and without even being touched again Louis felt the familiar tightening in his stomach.
“Good boy, Lewis, come for me,” Harry murmured against Louis’ throat and that was all Louis needed.
Harry released inside of Louis not five seconds later and he collapsed on top of his chest, with Louis’ legs still around his shoulders.
“F***, that was hot,” Louis breathed resting his head on the car door, and watched the older lad’s face.
“It was supposed to be, love,” Harry murmured out of breath.
Louis smiled and couldn’t believe what just happened. He was right about Harry Styles, he was most definitely the sort of lad that could destroy you, but he was also the sort of lad that could put you back together.
“Lewis?”
“Yeah?”
“Will you be my boyfriend? Instead of just my trade.”
“Yeah.”
I LOVED THIS SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
6/15/20