HARRY'S P.O.V.

Within seconds of sending Louis the text message revealing my presence, my phone begins to ring. He looks around to me, waiting for me to answer. I slide my finger across the screen to talk to him.

"Hey, did I surprise you?"

"Uh, yeah! What the hell is your sexy ass doing here?"

I love sassy Louis.

"Well, you know I can't stay away from you."

"How did you escape the confines of London?"

I look over and see Cara walking toward me.

"Umm.. You're not going to like it."

He looks at me as Cara puts her arm around my waist flirtatiously.

"She knows, Lou."

"Shit. Well, go to your room and me and El will be up there in a few minutes so we don't bring attention to ourselves. What's your room number?"

I look down at my room key to be sure.

"Erm... 402."

I hear the click of the call ending and turn to Cara, speaking softly so no one else would hear.

"They're going to meet us upstairs, come on."

I grab her hand and try to make it convincing for the paparazzi I knew would be surrounding the hotel. Once we get into the room, she puts on a cover up and sits on the bed.

"Are you sure he isn't mad?"

"Well, he's not happy about it, but I think it can help us in the long run."

She simply nods and picks up her phone, messing with it since we have nothing to talk about. It's awkward being with her so often. We literally have nothing in common. She's nice and easy to get along with but after a few hours, we're both bored, and we've finally admitted that to ourselves. We're friends in some sense, but it's not like we're close. When I finally hear the knock on the door, my heart skips a beat. I walk over quickly and open it, instantly pulling Louis into a hug.

"I missed you so much, Lou."

"Yeah, you too. But, we need to talk."

I follow his gaze to Cara, who is standing now, smiling excitedly.

"Don't worry, Louis, I won't tell anyone! I promise!"

Louis simply stares, still in shock, before pulling me into the bedroom by my wrist. Once the door shuts, he starts the interrogation.

"How did she find out? Management always said she thought you just needed some publicity. Did she sign a contract?"

"They, uh, don't know yet."

"Harry! What the hell? They're going to flip! Why does she even know?"

"She kind of just figured it out on her own and I figured we could use it to our advantage."

"You should have talked to me about this first. Since when are you the bold one?"

"Since they tried to get me to stay away from you for a month. They should have known better"

I pull him toward me, kissing him softly, but he pulls away, still not satisfied with the information.

"What's your plan for when they find out you're here?"

"I've taken care of it. Tomorrow's papers will read, 'COUPLES RETREAT'- They've already gotten an 'anonymous' tip that Cara and I were on our way to France, at her request, for a weekend full of double dates with my completely heterosexual, platonic friend and his very serious girlfriend. People will eat it up and Modest won't be able to say a thing."

He pulls me closer to him, pulling himself up to my level, kissing me passionately. I pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside.

"It's brilliant. It just might work. Now, let's make this weekend worth it in case it doesn't."

I push him onto the bed, crawling toward him as soon as my shirt is off, placing kisses up his torso until I find his lips again. He groans into my mouth, aching for more. I don't want to wait any longer. These past two weeks have been complete torture without him. I stand up, flipping him over so that he's laying on his stomach. I rip off his swim trunks, followed by mine. When I crawl back onto the bed, I lay on top of him, pulling at his hair while I suck on the spot on his neck below his ear.

"Harry, please. I want you so badly."

I smile against his skin, running my lips across his jaw line, pulling his hair harder so that his mouth is accessible. I guide myself into him, kissing him roughly and sloppily, forgetting how good he felt. I moaned loudly just at the familiar feeling of being inside him, but as soon as I pull out a little and thrust back into him, we are both screaming in delight. I felt the selfish urge to make this all about me for the time being and arch my back to keep the rhythm moving quickly. Having gone so long without his touch makes the pleasure so much more intense. I can't control the noises coming from my mouth so I don't even try. Even though I know he won't find his release this way, he seems to be enjoying it a lot, too. This is what I've been craving; I would literally do anything to never be deprived of him again. I feel my high overcoming me, clouding my thoughts and causing a ripple of ecstasy to flow through my body, making my toes curl as I twitched inside him, releasing everything that I have in one final thrust. I give myself a moment on top of him, breathing into his neck, to calm myself down again. However, I don't give myself long because I want Louis to feel as good as I do. I pull out of him and flip him back over so that he's laying on his back, his eyes begging for me. I grin at him, lowering my face to be centered with his hips. I take his length in my hand, slowly stroking it before taking it into my mouth, keeping eye contact with him the entire time. As I take him deeper and deeper into my mouth, letting him hit the back of my throat as I try not to gag, he instinctively wraps his fingers in my hair to push himself farther. He loses the eye contact because of the extreme pleasure he is experiencing. Seeing him unravel this way makes it all worth it. To see him bite his lip, trying to bridle his moans, makes me feel good about myself.

"Oh, Harry... Fuck! I missed this."

I can tell that he's close, not only because of his remark but because he can't control his legs anymore. They start to close in around my head but I don't mind. I love having this control over his body. He pulls on my hair even more and I can feel his hands trembling from my actions. I wrap my arms under his legs, finding his free hand to hold as he comes in my mouth, convulsing against the sheets, screaming and gripping my hand and hair tightly. I make sure to swallow every last bit of what he left in my mouth, joining him by the pillows when done. He pulls me into his arms so that we are facing each other and I nestle my head into his neck, underneath his chin.

"I love you so much, Harry."

"I love you, Louis. So much more than you could ever know."

He kisses my forehead and starts to rub circles on my back. He starts to chuckle to himself and reveals the reason.

"Well, I hope our girlfriends are getting along alright."

Notes

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