LOST AND STILL FINDING (Larry stylinson) - 2

Harry's POV
"Louis!" I call him out for the last time. "I'm leaving if you don't get out in the next minute."

"Don't be an asshole!" He shouts from the bedroom. "I'll be there"

"We're already too late. We can always get ready at the venue. " I sigh. He's making me so late. Niall will kill me.

"I'm leaving!" I walk to the door.

"I'm here" I hear his voice from behind. He's such a little shit. I turn around.

"Shit" it's almost breathtaking. I look at him up and down. "Oh my God,! Lou! Oh, my holy God!" Shit. He's doing a great job at killing me.

"You're making me wanna run back inside" he looks nervous as he speaks, "you know I always take time setting up my hair!"

"No! God, no!" I exclaimed, watching his face trying to hide a smirk.

"What, now?" He walks closer to me. "Can we go, you said Niall would kill you"

"As if you don't know what you just did" he takes in a deep breath. "You're amazing by the way" I kiss him.

"I know that" he stresses on the last word. "Can we walk out now?"

"God! Lou, you look so gorgeous. I'm already drooling all over you. "

"You won't be in a few minutes if we don't reach the venue on time" he scoffs, walks to the front and takes my hand in his. "I'm going to have to pull you away from your spot, you're impossible"

"You look so stunning in that suit. It fits you so well"

"I know" he pulls my arm, "please now, you don't look bad yourself" he chuckle.

"Okay, pretty bum" I smack him lightly on his butt. He's looking breathtakingly pretty with his dress shoes and the puffed hair.

We walk out of the house and I make sure it is locked. As we're in the lift Louis speaks up. "You look good yourself. You look much better than me, with that glitter collar you have on the tux. I love that on you" he glides his finger over my collar.

"Come here" I pull him by his arm and kiss him on the lips. He chuckles when I do that, trying to kiss me but he backs up and moves away at the same time.

"You're going to wrinkle my tux. Move away" he puts his arms at my chest but I'm holding him at his waist.

"We'll save this for the venue won't we?" I ask.

"What?" He stays there his hands at my chest and mine at his waist.

"This, our make-out session and what not" he smiles at this but tries to not as well, sliding his arms in his pocket, "for the venue" I continue.

"Is that another kink of yours?" He asks. He's also scrunching his nose.

"Maybe I can make that one work if that's your kink?" I smirk.

"Look at you silly," he says and then giggles, "getting horny like a 16-year-old." What?! He giggles again, "You already look like you have a boner"

"Oh do I?" I look down to check myself. "No, I don't" I frown.

"I made you look didn't I?" He laughs. "I can make you do a lot of things" he smirks as the elevator dings, he walks out the door.

Yes, he can. And I can do a lot of things for him. I will do a lot of things for him. "I am horny and ready if that's what you want" I follow him to the car and he leans against it when I unlock it.

"I hope you remember something" his tongue licks his lower lip.

"And what would that be?" I walk around the car to be on the driver's side.

"You were supposed to remember it, dumb-ass"

"Thanks for calling me a dummy, but I don't really know what we're talking about here" we both sit inside and I start the ignition and drive off the garage.

He kept quiet, didn't say much rather than blurting out an 'i hate you' when we reached the venue.

We went straight to Niall's room, where he was getting ready. Louis kept quiet then as well. Didn't say anything. We found Niall stuffing food into his mouth.

"What are you exactly doing?" I ask when I see him munching food more than what could fit into his mouth.

"What does it look like?" He mumbles and looks up, shrugging.

I take away the burger plate, "stop doing that, you're going to ruin your shirt". I pick up the water bottle and hand it over to him, "here"

"I tend to eat when I'm nervous. If you're not already aware"
He drinks what I've given him.

"You've done this before in Ireland. Why are you nervous now?" I ask Niall. Louis is standing just beside me, his hand touching mine slightly.

"I feel like I could shit my pants right now and do what not. It's not the same, Harry"

"Don't think about the ceremony, it's just a formality, think about how you've gotten to say your vows again. Not everyone gets a chance there" Louis says and continues to shrug. Louis, oh Louis! He said something so beautiful.

"Thank goodness, Louis. That is actually motivating" Niall turns to me, "why are you even with him? You're shit at making someone feel better" Niall makes an ugly face at me.

"Anyway" Niall continues, "have you checked if everything is in place? I don't want last minute hurries. We only have an hour to go" he looks worried, like a bit, "will you take care if anything is out of place?" He looks at me.

"Sure, I'm here for that. You don't have to worry" I assure him.

"And as for you Louis, I know Harry wouldn't be with you at all times, like till the wedding starts you can be here with me if that's fine by you? Otherwise, you can be downstairs as well but all my aunts will murder you with questions since you're a new face here. Your choice? You want to stay here?" He asks so politely.

"I think I'll be fine downstairs or maybe not. But I'll definitely be out of all the aunt's eye's, believe me" he chuckles nervously.

"Cool your choice"

For once I thought I should've said something there, but then I didn't. Something on the lines likes, "he's not a baby, he'll be fine" or maybe "he'll be fine, I'll be there with him". Shit! Wasn't that I promised him? That I won't leave his side? Fuck. I promised him that and he's angry just because I don't remember that.

I walk out of the room behind Louis. He heads for the staircase straight away. Something's wrong, I don't know what. Or maybe he's just nervous or anxious. Who knows? He's not talking to me. Talk to me, Louis.

"Hey" I stop him, pulling his elbow gently and he looks up at me. Doesn't say anything, just a 'what' would've let me believe he wasn't upset but he is.

"Did I do something wrong?" I ask. I'm really worried.

"Dunno" he shrugs.

"Don't be like this?" I say.

"Like what?" He retaliates.

"This angry kid"

"Kid?" He looks visibly angry now, "is that all you got to insult me?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you" fuck me.

"Sure. Also, you got better things to do and places to be right now. Go help Niall with his arrangements, as you said you would be doing" this sassy bitch.

"Hey!" I run towards him, as he's quick with his steps. "Don't be mad at me" I place my hand at his shoulder and his body suddenly relaxes under my touch, "I'm sorry but I told you I'd be with you"

"No!" He shakes his head, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked for this" his head hanging low.

"Why? " I hold his chin and pull it up, "what's wrong in asking?"

"Because I knew you'd be busy, and that's fine, you've got your responsibilities to care of right now and I made you promise something that is impossible in these circumstances" he sighs hard looking at me straight, "it's wrong I'm upset right now. It's my fault"

"You have the right to be upset, it's fine Lou"

"No, it's not!" He doesn't make eye contact with me, "it's one of those things you're aware of but still you hope that it wouldn't happen but it does and it's annoying" he seems irritated.

"But it's okay" I caress his arm.

"No you can be back in a while, please go do your thing"

"I'll only go if that's fine with you, otherwise you can be with me the whole time I don't mind an extra pair of hands with me right now"

"No, I'll be just fine outside with some ladies gossiping around. Anyway there are not many guests that have arrived yet, I'll find myself something to keep me busy"

"Are you absolutely sure?"

"Yeah, I am a 100%"

"You don't look like that, love"

"Please, you're making it difficult"

"Okay, I'll be back in a while, you can go outside. Call me if you need anything anytime?"

"Yeah" he nods smiling fake at the end.

And I watch him walk out the door.

"Fuck!" I curse under my breath. I know he's feeling upset but I can't help it and neither can he. I'll be there with him in a while. I know he doesn't handle crowds well. Hell, I shouldn't have left him like that alone because do you remember the last time he was at a party? He was running away from me, he cursed me so bad. He had chain smoked 3 packs before he could come to see me. He was almost going to do something bad that day. Fuck! I shouldn't have left him like that! Fuck! I wanna go run to him and hug him. I feel so sorry.

But just let me do all of this quick and I'll be back with him in the next 20 minutes, probably just 10 and I'll be there. I'll make it up to him.

Louis pov

Fuck me! I made him feel so bad for leaving me like that. He can't help that he has other priorities right now and I made him feel so bad for this. I shouldn't have done that. He knew I don't handle crowds well and I had asked him to be with me all the time but it can't be, right? I mean I'm not a kid anymore and I should be able to get my head straight by now around such things. It shouldn't always be such a task. But I am trying. Am I not? am I not alone right now? I mean the crowd hasn't even begun to gather yet and I'm feeling claustrophobic already. Fuck!

I try and make myself with some mocktails for now. I'm just trying to fit in and by the time I've gulped down a few and had some tits and bits of the starters I observe the chairs have started to fill in. Only the last few rows have been left as of now.

For a second, I thought I spotted Liam but then it was someone else. I feel someone tap on my shoulder from behind and it's Gemma. "How's it till now?"

"Been okay. " I shrug. I don't know I sometimes just expect too much out of Harry. Like not in a bad way or something. Just in a way like I don't do much for him. I'm rarely there for him when he needs me when I'm not running away from him and here I'm asking for too much from him and it's not fair. I shouldn't be asking for too much. He's already given me more than I would ever fucking deserve.

"Hmm" she stands there just humming.

"You look nice though. I like the bling thing on the waist" I compliment her.

Her face changes automatically, "Why, thank you!" She hugs me sideways. I wasn't expecting it but I hug her back. This is like the first nice conversation we've ever had since we know each other.

"Just a sec.." she continues, staring closely at my eyes. "Are you wearing makeup?"

I told Harry I didn't want to. People would pick it up as a laughing topic at me. I sigh, "Harry made me"

"You look nice. It suits you" looks like she's almost trying not to laugh at me.

"Don't mock me, Gemma! I'm already conscious about it"

"I'm not mocking you! Believe it or not, you look nice. You look handsome. I'm sure Harry is already head over heels for you over it"

Yeah? "Yeah, really?" I wasn't expecting this but it feels good to know that the guy you're madly in love with feels exactly the same about you. It's giddy but it's good.

"Yes. He tells me about you all the fucking time. He just can't shut up" she smiles.

"Yeah okay. I believe you" I feel sheepish and giddy and weird and it's a goosebump-raising feeling. I can and cannot relate to it at the same time.

"And one more thing" she turns to me, "before I leave for the bride entry, " she smiles like she knows secrets, "thank you"

"You're thanking me?" This is out of the blue. I want to thank her for all the things she's done for Harry and myself and everything else and for just being the person she is.

"Yes. Thank you for being his side. Thank you for being what you are. When you're with him, he's completely different and it feels as if I can see the kid in him be awake all of a sudden and it makes me so happy to be here for you both."

"Well, " I might cry, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! ," You're welcome but he is what he is because of what he's been through and he's lovely like that and I love him. What else can I say?!" Fuck, I don't wanna cry.

She shrugs and hugs me and excuses herself.

People have actually settled down and it's just murmur filling the air. I don't really know if I should sit or just keep standing where I am.
There's pin-drop silence in a second and the music starts and bridesmaids and the groomsmen have made their entrance. Niall walks in and takes his place, he looks absolutely in love. Harry looking around but I don't know if he's spotted me yet but I can't take my eyes off of him. He looks just like an angel standing there. I don't know what I would do if it wasn't him who had rescued me. I love him so much I can literally cut my heart right out for him.

I can't take away all the things Gemma said and I can't stop thinking and looking at Harry with everything that's on my mind right now. It feels as if I need his touch immediately and fuck! I want to kiss him so bad. Can I just walk up to him and do that? Why can't I? I just wanna. I want to hug himnso tight and cry for a while. Just let it all out. I don't know why I have this wierd urge to just run upto him and take him in my arms and kiss him and love him.

And then just out of nowhere, I don't even notice him smiling at me and my heart might've skipped beats and stomach must've dropped and I'm sure I'm red to my face with the rush of blood inside my body right now. Fuck! And I don't want to look away but it feels as if he's just here and it feels satisfying to just look at him and feel his presence. In a crowd he's the only one for me and I gesture a flying kiss at him. He smiles so bright then. Almost like a sun.

And his eye contact breaks when the bride walks in and I look at her, and she looks beautiful, so lovely and so in love. Gemma's behind her, holding her floor-length veil.

Niall looks like he's about to cry, big time. And I wanna laugh but I wanna cry at the same time when I look at Harry in the next second. Because I can feel what Niall's feeling right now. I can feel it from standing here and I don't know what I would've done if it was Harry standing in Niall's place and if it was me walking down the aisle. I would've fucking run towards him.

Before I can look away from Harry just to take control of what's happening to me right now inside my head and my heart at the same time, my cheeks are already wet. Fuck! I'm quick at wiping my face and I look away. I'm shaking here. My hands feel like they are in vibration, i look around quickly just to check if someone noticed and thank God everyone's busy watching Niall cry. Fuck! I'm good.


Harry's pov

Would you look at that tiny human standing alone in a crowd feeling helpless? I feel so bad and I can't take my eyes off him right now. He looks overwhelmingly pretty today. And he's there far away from me trying to just adjust it.

Naill cried so hard when she walked down the aisle. For a second I thought I wouldn't be able to control him but he was fine once she was by his side and they were saying their vows. This moment felt more than what was happening in between them.

It felt as if what if it was Louis and I. Could it be? Like someday? Could it be us? I love him too much to lose him. I don't know if ever he would marry me. I definitely would. He says he would. He's been dreaming about it, I'd ont even know seince when. He's agreed to marrying me but he's always given me hints here and there, always. I don't know if he's just shy about it or he just doesn't want to talk about this.

My head is clouded with the thoughts where Louis and I are getting married and it's making me feel giddy. Something like it's too far for me to reach but it's just standing right in front of me. I wish I could just grab his arm right now and pull him up to kiss him hard, just to let him know I won't ever do something to lose him and fuck! I wouldn't ever lose him. And if it ever came to that I'd fight till my death. Fuck! I feel like I could just recite my vows right now. I'm ready. Fucking yes! I am.

I could've cried right now. Fuck I am already. I think I am but then Louis is trying to gain my eye contact and when I do he just tries to look away. I don't know why. But the groom and bride are about to kiss and I can't help but look at Louis and this time I catch him looking back at me. This time he doesn't look away. It's like he's holding onto me. I see his body language change a little. Fuck. Is he crying? Fuck. This can't be? Fuck! Why am I not with him? I feel so upset and sorry.

But he turns away all of a sudden. Not just his eye contact but it's his whole body. He's walking away. He went away.

I wish I could just run away from the stage and be with him and ask him what's wrong. Fuck!

I think it's over. The couple has kissed and the last few things that needed to be done have been and they've turned around to walk away from the stage. Thank God! I can now be away from here.

I run into the crowd and in the way Louis had gone. Fuck! I hope I find him and he hasn't left yet. Fuck.

I'm trying to find him but I can't. Where did he go? Fuck. I remember him walking towards the bushes, behind the building, where the seating area ends and the staircase goes down. Fuck. I can't even find him.

I go down the stairs and fuck. He's there, just down the stairs.
I pause for a second. He's leaning against the wall, wiping off his face and cursing under his breath. Shit!

I run to him and I don't know if he's heard me coming or not, I'm not sure.

"Hey..!" Is all I whisper when I'm standing in front of him. He hasn't noticed until I had said something and he's startled, surprised almost. He's immediately trying to calm himself down. He breaths deeply, is face going al red and sweaty. He doesn't look at me. I'm still a few feet away from him. I don't know if I should even walk up to him.

"Hey" he mouths his voice almost breaking. He's fidgeting, like all the other times he did before.

"Are you okay?" I try and walk up to him. I didn't know if he would walk away. I didn't know if it would come to this.

"Mm..hm" he nods but doesn't look at me straight, just a little eye contact and then he's stuffing his hands into his pockets, breathing roughly.

He looks at me for a second, calming himself down, licking his lips.
And before I could just be closer to him, he pulls me by my suit pocket towards him so quickly, I think I might have skipped a few steps.

"Feel this" he takes out his other arm from his pocket and pulls my arm places it at his chest just above his heart. " Can you feel it?" He looks directly into my eyes. Fuck! I can now look closely at him, yes he was crying awhile back. Did I hurt him? Is it me or is it just something else? Why?

I am standing so close to him it almost feels like I am breathing the same air as him. His hot breath hitting me right at my face. He's so flushed right now. His heart could jump out and hop on my palm. But more than that I can feel him him in every literal sense. It feels as if I can look through him. Just everything is so pure on his face.

I almost forget to answer him.

"Say something" he pleads, hiccupping almost. I can feel his chest banging so loud against my palm and he keeps sniffling in.

"I don't know what to say" I shrug. He's looking directly into my eyes and it feels as if he knows what I'm saying. I don't know what I am feeling but my heart beat has started to race as well. I can't imagine how and what is happening between us right now but I am sure as hell, he can feel what we both are feeling right now.

His eyes shut for a while. He's squeezing onto my palm from both his hands and it feels as if he's just trying to control his breathing. But he can't because my hand is still against his chest and I can still feel his heart banging loudly. If it was a silent room, I'm sure I could've heard his heartbeat alongside mine.

He leans his head backward and rests it on the wall. Fuck. He's squeezing harder than ever. "Hey, Lou...." I say as soft as I can be. I certainly know what's going on in my head and heart but I'm not that sure if he's okay.

His eyes open slowly and his lips quiver slightly, if I weren't noticing his lips I'd have missed it because his eyes, the blue ocean in them have somehow turned dark green and the white in his eyes it's red. His eyes are red. Fuck! He's been trying to control his tears. I step closer to him and place a kiss on his forehead. Is he okay? He's almost shivering. My cold lips feel like I've on fire.

"I did..." He speaks his voice almost breaking, "I don't know what's happening Har-" he breaks down literally. His body shaking. I hold him close. I wrap my free arm around him and pull him close. "...Harry.." he completes. I want to cry. I want to cry so bad and I don't know myself what's happening here. I'm so confused right now. He's shaking under my touch and it seems with every breath he's taking it's getting uncontrollable. Fuck. I feel like I should cry. I don't know what's happened and it's making me want to cry. I can't look at him like this. I think my knees feel week all of a sudden. Oh my God. Fuck. I don't know what to do. I've never felt so helpless. What is it?

"Hey..?" I try to whisper again, placing a kiss at his neck. "What's wrong?" I ask trying to compose myself but believe me, I can't. I don't even know what to do right now.

"I don't know!" He repeats. His breath hiccups for a second and then he sniffles in.

"Do you need something? Should we leave here and go back? Are you feeling suffocated?" I don't know what else to ask him. If he doesn't like it here then we will leave.

"No! " He almost shouts but his voice is weak and he couldn't. "We can't" he pulls away frowning, his face wet.

"Yes, we can" I pull my arm from his hold to wipe off his face.

"We don't have to" he shakes his head a no. "we don't"

"You don't seem well"

"I am" he nods, wiping off his snot. He shuts his eyes again, deep breathing in.

"No, you aren't," I say firmly. If we have to we can. He doesn't seem fine.

"I said I am, Harry. We don't have to go right now. We'll leave when we have to but not right now. I am feeling a bit hungry I guess that's all" he shrugs.

"You're being unbelievable, right now. You don't look fine!" I wipe off his face on the other side. "Look at yourself"

"What? I seem ugly to you all of a sudden? " He gets offended. I didn't mean that.

"I never said that" what is wrong with him? But I can't blame him can I? It's always been like this. He's always been behaving like this defensive kid when you catch him crying. He never has learned.

"Great then, we can stay" I give up. "Have you eaten anything yet?"

"No, what do you think I meant when I said I'm hungry"

Oh my god, he's being so not cooperating right now, "Why?"

"You said you'd be back in 20 minutes when you'd left. I was waiting!" he face has turned into a frown again.

"I'm sorry. I wanted to be with you. I've been blaming myself the whole time. I've been killing to be with you. I'm sorry" I genuinely was dying to be with him, specially when Niall was on stage

"I know" his face changes all of a sudden. "I watched you, watch me"

"Should we go upstairs? Or should we leave?" I ask quickly. He's so moody right now. He should rest.

"I said I'm fine. Let's go have something" he's getting irritated, again.

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm awfully hungry"

"I'm sorry I left you alone. I'm really sorry" I hug him once and pull away. " I shouldbe been with you"

"Hey!" He places his palm on my cheek and I lean in, "it's fine now, whatever you are to me, you're enough. I don't even know why iam arguing with you at something so petty. When I looked at you from afar behind Niall, all I wanted to do was run to you and be with you, and just wamted to cry it all out" he sighs.

"I wanted to cry too. I was feeling so weak" I admit.

"When?"

"Just when Niall was there on the stage and I looked at you and you looked so pretty, so different and beautiful from the whole crowd. I just wanted to let you know, that I felt the same way you were feeling in that moment and then I saw you walk away and my heart dropped" it did.

"Harry ..."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there with you when I should have been"

"But I now know that you feel the same way" he rubs his thumb on my cheek.

"Yeah.." my heart has started to race again. I can feel it in my mouth. Fuck! I step closer to him and lean in and before I could even get a chance, he's pulling me to himself, his lips crashing on mine and it feels as if he's been waiting for this for so long. Fuck! it feels amazing. This is sloppy, it isn't even slow but it's perfect. It's soft and it's a hard kiss at the same time. His tongue has entered into my mouth quickly and it's desperate. My hands have shifted to his waist and I can't help but rub myself against him. I pull his waist closer to mine. I don't even know what will happen next but I feel the blood rush through me. I pull his shirt out of his pants. I want to feel his skin. He's doesn't even hesitate. He lets me pull it out. And my hands are wandering over his waist. I pull him close to me. His waist, its so tiny. I can cover it with just one arm.

Louis' pov

I don't know how and when we started kissing and touching each other but I love it. I can't control myself right now. I can't. The feeling of him pressing me against this wall is just amazing and it is making me feel all kinds of ways.h

I can't help but feel all sorts of things right now. I don't know when he pulled out my shirt from my pants but I love his rings grazing against my skin. His tongue is swirling all across my mouth and I can't help but feel the need to rub against him.

I keep pulling him closer at the waist. I am so fucking horny right now, I don't even need a room.

I bite at his lower lip suddenly and he moans into my mouth. Fuck! It feels hot! He's so fucking hot it has made me cross my limits.

Fuck! How is he so hot?

He's kissing me at the corners of my mouth and I feel as if I should surrender myself to him. For a second I don't even try to move. I don't even brush against him and I feel his bulge rubbing against me hard. Fuck! When did this happen? Fuck! He's so fucking hot I can't control myself. He holds onto my arms and presses them against the wall. What the fucking hell. I love it. I think I'm giving up. My knees are weak and I can't wait for his hands to move over down on my waist. I can't stop imagining wild things. His tongue kisses at my spot and swirls down on my neck and I can't help but be loud on my groaning. All thanks to him.

And all of a sudden he's unbuckling me and my eyes shoot wide open and he's looking directly at me. I shudder under his touch for a second. "Lou-" his mouth says, and I feel his breath on me and if he were just an inch closer to me I would've read my name on my lips. I nod, and he kisses hard, again, his movements faster.

And before I could even gain my breath I feel his hands unbuttoning my pants. Fuck! It's almost like ecstasy. It feels as if we're both in our own world and I don't even give damn about anything else right now. Fuck! His hands are warm against my lower waist. He no longer is pressing me by his arms. It feels as if his whole body is pressing me. Fuck!

What even is he? He's being so fucking hot right now and I can't even feel anything but his palm sliding down my pants. Fuck! I try to control by biting my lips but I couldn't and I moan out his name and he's almost shocked at what he's heard because I can feel his movements slowing down a bit. But within seconds one of his hands is on my mouth and other, already in my pants, holding me down there.

Fuck! My heart skips a beat. His hands have always been huge and it feels amazing to feel them against me. He's started to move his palm against my hard. I can't control and I almost bit on his palm and he lets me. His lips move to my neck again. His tongue drawing signs at my neck. Fuck!

There's this constant feeling of me going, Fuck!, in my brain. Like a huge just , fuck!

If someone told me this is what it feels to be held onto by someone who loves you more than you ever thought you were capable of being loved, I would've bashed their skull against a wall. Because this isn't anything close to waht I imagined he would do to me.

With his every move on my boner, my breath almost hitches and it feels if he doesn't remove his palm from my mouth I might just have to bite into it. But I feel short of breath all of a sudden, my heart in my throat and I can almost vomit it out because it's so loud. And my body almost burning against his touch. My eyes can't stay open anymore and as soon as I shut them I feel as if I'm naked. I feel both of us naked, I'm pressed against the wall and it's driving me off the edge. His movements have gotten faster and he removes his palm from my mouth and even before I could regain my breath his lips crash on mine again. Kisses have become sloppy and with no direction whatsoever. It's deadly, almost. Fuck! It's feels as if he's undressed me with his tongue, licking me all over. It's messy but it's all I need right now and I love it so much, I could feel like this forever if he does this to me all the time.

He's lossenig my bow tie with one arm and rubbing my boner with the other. It's a deadly thing to do. But I'll be galdy killed by him.

His tongue licke me all over my neck. Sucking at the right spots and then biting down there. It's unbelievable, and my breath is louder then ever. "..Lou?" He kisses me and then looks at me, he palm under my shirt, pinching my nipple and I yelp a loud " har.." and he kisses me before I can even say his name.

"Someone will ca-tch ...us" he keeps on kissing, he's sweaty, hot, his lips, just the perfect plum. And him? What about him , he's more than anything can describe him.

I feel as if I might come. Fuck! Just another movement and I'm almost close enough. Fuck! My knees are weak. I don't even know how I am standing right now but fuck! Another movement and he looks at me like he knew. Like this is it. His kiss has slowed down, like he's giving me time, like he's provided me with the air to breath, like I'm breathing in his air. It's like he knows I've given my self to him and like he could do whatever to me and I'd simply take it. I'd lay down for him if he needs me to do that.

And in the next second, I'm coming onto his hands and I'm moaning into his mouth. I couldn't even warn him. But he knew didn't he? Fuck! I feel my eyes have gone black. I feel stars have covered my eyes. Fuck! Everything I feel and everything I look at feels fuck like right now! Fuck! My brain feels it could blow any second. Evry fuck my brain has said to me, is the good fuck.

His movements have slowed and his kiss has even. I open my eyes and I feel his gaze on me. He's smiling. I don't know if I am or it's just me looking at him like some crazy horny 16 year old. But fuck! I think I am sweaty or it's just his locks sticking at his neck, that make me feel like this but whatever it is I don't care. I need this touch to remain. I kiss him again and he chuckles into my mouth suddenly. I need to sit. "I ..need to..sit" I say catching my breath. And I simply just sit where I am standing.

But he continues and kisses me, before removing his palm from my pants. He zips it, buttons it and I'm still just coming out of what the fucking fuck just happened. I keep looking at him. I don't want to look anywhere else. He's right in front me sitting. His lips look almost swollen, red. Was that me? Did I bite him? Is that blood. I point to hi lips. I don't even have the energy in me to speak.
He licks it off and it's so sexy just looking at him, I could come hundreds by now, just by looking at him.

He buckles my belt and straightens my shirt all the while I stare at him doing it. He's so fucking hot in that white tuxedo of his. Fuck!

"Your face!" He says softly, holding it between his palms, "it is so red right now. I think I shouldn't have stopped kissing. Look at your lips, they're swollen!" He's whispering everything. It's like he's afraid someone else might steal our moment. "I want to keep kissing you" he pecks a kiss at my lips, "I don't want to stop" and places another one, "you're so hot, Lou" and all this time I imagined that he was the hot one.

"Hey?" He frowns looking at me worried, "say something. Did I do something wrong?" He doesn't know I'm still out of my senses gaining my breath.

I want to say immediately, no! He can't even be wrong but it feels like my throat is dry. I clear my throat before I can speak. "No! Never! This... this was amazing" I nod, with whatever energy I have left in me.

"It was ?" His eyes are shining. It's like he can't believe it.

But he stands up, quickly. Helps me stand up.

"I loved it. I love you! But I came too soon, didn't I?" I almost want to laugh at this. "Fuck!"

And he pulls me in for another kiss. I can feel his boner against me., "No, you were great!"

I place my hand on his bulge, almost realising what I did, "Should I?" I ask my palm moving over his pants.

"No!" He immediately says, "some other time" he shrugs. But he doesn't remove my hand.

"But it's visible enough" I argue. I'm sure my eyes have almost popped out.

"It's fine. I'll calm myself down" he nods, gulping. Stepping a little away.

"No it's not fine" I squeeze his palm.

"It is, believe me. I'm trying something here. With myself. I'm sure I'll wait for you in bed, as soon as we leave here. I promise you."

I don't know what to do, other than just giving in, "Are you sure?" I can't force him with this. It's his decision.

"Yes. I'll adjust myself in the washroom. I'll be fine." He kisses my forehead, "Thank you though" he smiles wide.

"Hey! No thank you's!" I punch him lightly.

"Okay!" He chuckles. And he pulls me in a hug. My head resting at his chest. Fuck. I love him so much. I can't imagine a moment away from him. Fuck!

But this atmosphere as of now is kinda toxic. I didn't want to talk to him about it because he'd just want to leave and make sure I'm fine but I can't do that when he's the best man and he's supposed to be here.

The beer and alcohol in the air are too much to handle. I can't even imagine going inside the hallway, where the actual party is at or probably is going on right now. It's fucking getting me on my nerves and I can't wait to run out of here. But I can't right now? Can I? He's done so much for me and I can't even stay? I'd be upset if someone did that to me, but they'd have a reason wouldn't they? I have it. And he knows about it so I can leave? But I don't want to upset him. It's rude. It's not okay. I probably can manage all this right now. I won't go in the hall. I'll tell him that I can't go into the hall and I'm sure he'll understand. He does, every time. He has, every time.

"Hey.." he says almost suddenly when he pulls me away from the hug.

"Hi.." I say confused.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, why? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just felt your body loosen and tighten up for about a few seconds. Your hug went loose."

"I did that?" I'm quite surprised, "But fuck it"

"What?"

"Let's just go upstairs before someone comes down here looking for us"

"Okay, sure!"

Notes

Well, hope you guys enjoy. I shall keep posting a few more chapters to finish this pick. If you're new to this fic, please go read the first 120 chapters in the fic with the same name, by the author "boomelou"

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