Later that day, Harry and I got in trouble. Later that week, things became awkward. Harry became more secretive. He was always in his own world, and even the other boys noticed.
Because I was his best friend, they asked me to talk to him.

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I plopped down next to him on the couch. He wasn't on his phone, or watching telly. He was just spacing out. We were in our tour bus, in San Diego. It was warmer than what we were used to and we were alone in the tour bus, so Haz wasn't wearing much. He just just in his boxers, and as soon as I sat next to him, my pants started tightening. But as much as I want to fuck him senseless, or the other way around, I needed to talk to him.

The boys left us two alone so that Harry wouldn't worry about the others hearing. I didn't know how to start. He didn't acknowledge me. He was still staring into nowhere.

"Harry?" I asked. He came back into reality.

"Oh, hey, Lou! What's up?"

"What's up with you? What's bothering you?" I asked. He blushed, and he looked adorable and 16 again.

"Nothing," he replied.

"Bullshit," I retorted. He physically rolled his eyes.

"Why do you want to know?" Harry asked, happiness and hope dancing in his eyes.

"Because I'm your best friend," I replied. Just like that, his eyes were dull and bleak again.

"Just my best friend?"

"Harry, I love you-"

"But just as a friend," he said sadly. I smacked his arm.

"Don't cut me off! I was going to say I love you as more than a friend, but you're still young. You need to see if I'm really the one you want." He turned to me.

"How can you be so thick? How do you not see it? I want you, in any way I can get you," he replied. I kissed him hard.

We were a tangle of lips and tongues. My tongue swiped over his bottom lip. He let my tongue enter and explore his mouth. I pulled away from Harry and he leaned back forward.

He reconnected our lips, this time taking control. He grabbed my hand and guided it over to his cock. I rubbed him through the thin material of his boxers. He moaned desperately. I put my hand into his boxers and jacked him off loosely and lazily. He pushed against my hand.

"Please," he begged. I gave in and squeezed him hard. He squealed lightly. I closed my hand around his dick and started pumping faster.

"Yes!" Harry moaned. My own dick was hardening at his sexual noises. I squeezed a bit harder, and he bit my lower lip. I let go and got on my knees. I pulled off his boxers and put his hard member in my mouth.

"Fuck!" Harry yelled. I bobbed my head fast, making sure I could bring him to the edge quickly. I wanted him to be inside me before the boys got back. I needed him.

"Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Haz yelled. He twitched in my mouth and I pulled away.

"What the fuck, Lou?!" Harry protested.

"I need you. Now. Please." Harry's eyes widened. He nodded and grabbed my hand to pull me to the beds.

"No. Here," I instructed. He nodded, his eyes huge.

He ran into the other room for a few minutes and ran back. I looked at him confused and he held up a bottle of lube. Smart child.

I started to get undressed and I laid on the couch face down. I felt Harry's cold hands on my flaming hot skin. A shiver ran through me as he squeezed my bum. I was not patient right now though and he was going to slow for my liking.

"Harry, hurry. Please." It was my turn to beg. Harry's hands left my body and returned even colder. He separated my cheeks and delved a finger into my hole. Oh god.

He pushed and pulled, before adding another finger. He started scissoring me open and I moaned against the soft velvet couch cushions. He added a third finger and spread them apart inside of me. He kept massaging my walls and delved deeper and deeper. Until he hit a sweet spot inside of me, my prostate. I emitted a squealing moan.

"Harry, again. Yes. Please." I wanted more and more. He sped his fingers up and angled them making sure they hit that one amazing spot.

"Yes! Please! Oh fuck yes!" I screamed. He pushed harder and harder.

"Harry, I'm gonna cum," I informed him. He pulled out and I let out a little whimper in protest. He leaned forward so that his front touched my back. It was hot skin on hot skin.

"Doesn't feel good, does it?" Harry whispered in my ear, before biting my earlobe. A small mewl left my mouth. His left hand was positioned beside my head and his right hand was positioning himself to plow through me. I felt his head touch my hole and I held my breath in anticipation. He kept teasing, slightly putting his head in, but taking it out again.

"Harry! Please!" I yelled. He shoved his whole length in at once, slamming into my prostate and I almost came there and then. His hard, wide head hit my sweet spot over and over and over again. His length massaged my walls. His hand that was pressed against the glass moved to tug on my cock. I groaned loudly.

Harry pressed harshly on the sensitive tip of my dick and I was immediately on the edge.

"Haz, I'm about to-"

"Hold it," he ordered. I tried to push his hand away from my cock so that I would be easier to hold it in, but as my hand made contact with his, he squeezed my cock and I almost lost control.

"Harry!" I screamed.

"Cum before me, and we won't do anything for a month," he threatened. I groaned loudly and he pulled harshly.

"Are you denying me, Louis?" he asked harshly. I shook my head quickly, but honestly, I didn't want to listen. I needed release so badly, it hurt.

"Please, Harry!" I begged. With each thrust he was hitting my sweet spot and more pleasure came, but so did more pain. He tugged harshly on my cock and I couldn't hold it anymore. It was hurting so much.

"Harry, it hurts," I say quietly. He flipped me over without pulling out. He kissed me lightly.

"I'm sorry, love. You can cum," he permitted. He tugged away, and kept slamming into my sweet spot, and I couldn't hold it anymore. I came hard. Very hard. I screamed until my throat hurt. My breathing fastened and I couldn't get enough air. My back arched off the bed and my toes curled tight. My eyes were shut tight. Harry's name left my mouth like a chant.

As I came down from my orgasm, I felt more full than I was before. Harry had came inside of me. All of his weight was on me, but it felt nice. Natural. He was breathing hard into my ear.
He slipped out of me and pressed his swollen lips onto mine.

"Be mine. Please," he said, against my lips.

"Yes," I breathed.

Notes

New chapter! Sorry it's mainly smut right now. I'll change that soon. The FOURTH chapter won't have ANY smut. I'm excited for it! But the next chapter will have smut. Sorry. I hope you all enjoyed it!

Much Love!

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