Louis P.O.V.

I walked out of my bedroom and stopped dead in my tracks hearing Harry and Taylor arguing once again in the kitchen at the bottom of the stairs. It broke my heart to see him as un happy as he his, he’s such a good person and he deserves so much more than what she gives him. He deserves someone who’s not demanding and kind, someone who likes the same things he does and makes the fame easier on him, someone who will listen for hours because Harry loves to talk, someone who will cuddle with him when there’s a thunderstorm because even though he won’t admit it he’s terrified of them, he needs someone.... someone like me? Wait a second no way Lou, why would you even think that? Harry and I are just best friends, right? Yea right I’m not Gay, and Harry’s definitely not Gay. I snapped back to reality when I heard the front door slam closed and then foot steps coming up the stairs, I stood frozen in place as I saw his amazing curls come into view, piled perfectly on the top of his head... jesus Lou get your shit together, it’s just hair. his head was bowed and his hands were in his jean pockets, his shoulders tense and he was shaking slightly.

“Hey,” I said timidly and his head snapped up, fear in his eyes.

“Shit Lou, you scared me,” he said reaching one hand up to grasp at his chest.

“Sorry, everything ok?” I asked and I could feel the worry coursing through my system for him, I was genuinely worried that he was hurt or upset.

“Not really,” he said shuffling his feet and for some reason he was finding it hard to talk to me, when we had talked so much about girls before. Then again I was kind of hoping he wouldn’t tell me about his troubles with Taylor, I didn’t want to hear how she wouldn’t sleep with him on their anniversary and how he didn’t feel like kissing her at the zoo, all of it was making my stomach churn just thinking about it.

“Taylor and I broke up,” he said and I felt my heart kind of do a weird somersault in my chest
which worried me too, I mean no I wasn’t the biggest fan of Taylor Swift but I shouldn’t be that excited that my best friend just broke up with his girlfriend, he’s probably hurting.

“Oh, what happened?” I asked trying not to sound over the moon about it.

“She said I was distracted lately, said she thought I was falling for someone else,” he said and I noticed how he was refusing to meet my gaze, was he falling for someone? someone he was ashamed of?

“Are you falling for someone else?” I asked and finally he looked up and his green gaze landed on my blue one and my breath left my body for a fraction of a second before I snapped back and realized he was still starring me down.

“I think so,” he said and my heart skipped another beat, wondering who he was going after now, seen as we all know who Harry Styles wants, he gets.

“Gonna tell me who or make me guess?” I asked and now I was a little annoyed, maybe it would be better for him to take a break from dating, from girls and just concentrate on music, on the band... on me. I couldn’t believe it but I think it was jealousy coursing through my veins making me want him, like really want him. That’s impossible right? I mean, I’m not Gay!

“I don’t really wanna talk about it right now,” he said and my mouth must literally be sitting on the floor, what the hell, Harry has never kept anything from me before, “Lou are you ok? you look really pale, are you getting sick?”

“I’m fine,” I squeaked and I turned on my heel and walked back into my room, not being able to stand there and know Harry had his sights on someone else that he was keeping from me. How was I supposed to sabotage their relationship when he wouldn’t even tell me who it was. I flopped down onto my bed, glancing at the clock and seeing it was only nine p.m. I had planned to go make popcorn and see if Harry wanted to watch a movie since we were home alone while the others were visiting family but now I guessed it was as good a time as any to try and get some sleep. I shed my jeans and t-shirt and crawled under the covers, suddenly feeling tears spilling out of my eyes. I wiped at them hoping it would make them stop and wondering what was happening with me. First I think about Harry in a way that his best friend should not be thinking about him, and then I get jealous and worked up over his new crush and now I’m crying for no reason, what the hell? I closed my eyes and tried to rid my head of thoughts of Harry but I couldn’t help the thoughts that filtered in, in place of the innocent ones. Instead of being jealous of Harry’s new victim, I decided to fill my head with fantasies, or at least that’s what I thought they were, thoughts of Harry’s lips on mine, the way his tongue would feel against mine, the way his skin would feel under my hands and how he would look with a love bite on his neck just for me to see.

Before I knew what was happening my hand was under the covers palming at the hardening problem in my boxers.

“Shit,” I said out loud, removing my hand and trying to think of anything, anything except Harry. Soon my erection was lessening as thoughts of my sisters filtered into my mind and I rolled onto my stomach to try and stop it from happening again. Before I knew it I was fast asleep, dreaming of things that a straight guy definitely shouldn’t be dreaming about.

A loud clap of thunder had me jumping awake and I instantly felt the pain shoot through my lower region. I moved the blankets and starred down at a once again enormous erection and running my hand over it trying to get it to go away again. I was almost there, almost back to normal size when my bedroom door squeaked open and a figure with crazy curls stood in the doorway, making my member spring back to life without my consent.

“Lou?” He said in his raspy sleepy voice and I felt myself melting just listening to him.

“Yea?” I choked out still trying to get rid of my boner, that was caused by dreams of this very person.

“It’s storming,” he said and I knew what he was getting at without him even having to say another word, he was scared, how was I supposed to deny him comfort when he was scared, well this boner was going to be a good excuse.

“Yea it is go back to bed,” I said and it was probably one of the hardest things I’ve ever said before, I wanted him here with me but I was afraid his close proximity he’d discover my secret under the covers.

“Lou I need you,” he said in barely a whisper and I involuntarily moaned, like literally moaned out a pornstar moan that he obviously heard because he stopped walking towards my bed and stood there, “did you just moan?” My face was burning up and I was thankful that it was dark so he couldn’t see it, what was I supposed to say.

“No it was a burp,” I said and I wanted to slap myself, that sounded nothing like a burp.

“Oh, are you feeling ok?” he asked walking closer to the bed and he reached for the covers and pulled them up to climb under, it didn’t help that now that he was closer I could see he was only wearing his boxers as well.

“Yea I’m fine,” I said and my voice rose about six octaves when I felt his leg and arm brush against me and my member twitched in my boxers begging for release. Maybe I should slip into the bathroom and wank myself to get rid of it before something bad happened, yea that’s what I should do. I started to crawl out of the bed but Harry’s hand reached out and grabbed my arm.

“Please don’t leave,” he said and I sighed and laid back down beside him, turning so my back was facing him and I curled in on myself trying to rub my aching member against my stomach as some kind of friction.

“Get some sleep Harry,” I said hoping he’d fall asleep and I’d be able to escape.

“You know I can’t sleep during a storm without a proper cuddle,” he said and then I felt the bed moving and before I could prepare myself his chest was pressed against my back and his arms were slowly snaking their way around my waist, about to land right on my problem.

“Louis why are you so tense?” he asked his hands starting to message circles in my skin towards my stomach. I bit my lip... hard, to suppress the moans threatening to escape my throat and I knew he could feel my trembling. I knew I couldn’t hide it anymore and I wasn’t even sure I wanted too, it hurt too bad, I needed a release. I spread my legs out, clamped my eyes shut and waited for him to find it. His hands continued their circles across my hips and I accidentally pressed my ass back against him, trying to lean into his touch more, I felt him gasp but I couldn’t tell if it was a good gasp or a scared and shocked gasp. What the hell am I thinking, of course it wasn’t a good gasp, HE’S NOT GAY!

“Louis?” Harry asked and I snapped back into reality to feel his hands roaming over my chest.

“Hmm?” I hummed not sure I could trust my voice.

“Roll over yeah?” he asked and I nodded and slowly rolled over making sure his hands were moved before I rolled my throbbing dick right into them. I looked up my head resting on one of Harry’s arms and his face was only a few inches from mine, the darkness of the room concealing his facial features.

“Can I try something?” he asked and I felt my heart stutter to a halt, what could he possibly want to try.

“Sure,” I croaked and I felt him shifting slight before I felt his lips on my forehead, I leaned into the kiss and felt my face flushing from excitement. He pulled back a couple seconds later and I literally whimpered form the loss of contact. Then I felt the lips again, this time on my temple and then the other temple, soon I felt them on my eye lids and I sighed contently. They traveled to the tip of my nose and then to both cheeks, leaving a burning fire in their wake, my member twitching non stop and I could feel it leaking cum at the small gentle touches he was giving me.

“Can I keep going?” he asked his lips pressing down onto my chin and I nodded, knowing he could feel the nod. His lips touched the corner of my mouth and I gasped a little and then a moan crept out of my throat, his lips moved to the other side of my mouth and then he was gone, his lips pulled back completely and I was aching for more.

“You don’t have to stop,” I whispered and I felt him shudder as my hands rested on his toned hips. I laid there face tilted up towards him waiting and when it came I was too shocked to do anything but lay there. His lips fell upon mine and started moving mine, too shocked to move back until he pulled away hesitantly and then I was slapping myself for not kissing back.

“More,” I whispered and I felt him chuckle as he leaned back in and this time I was expecting it so I moved my lips against his sliding my tongue along his bottom lip and getting instant access, our tongues fighting against one another for dominance and soon his over powered mine and I didn’t have the heart to fight him.

“You drive me crazy,” he said against my lips and I moaned into him, my hands snaking themselves around his neck and pulling him tighter.

“This is what you did to me before you even walked in the room,” I said pushing my hips forwards and pressing my erection against his thigh, causing him to gasp and suddenly pull away completely, “I’m sorry.” I said wiping at my mouth and cursing myself in my head.

“I didn’t... why didn’t you... Louis I love you,” he said and my heart stopped beating my mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water trying to fill my lungs with air.

“You what?” I finally asked and I reached over and flicked on the bedside lamp to make sure I could see his expression properly.

“I love you Louis, it’s you I’ve been falling for but I was so scared because I didn’t want to admit that I might be Gay, and I thought for sure you wouldn’t feel the same way, your why Taylor and I broke up, I’m in love with you,” he said and I smiled big before I leaned forward and crashed my lips to his, feeling his sloppily kissing back through a smile and a large sigh of relief leaving both of our mouths.

“I love you too Harry,” I said my lips brushing lightly against him and I could hear the gasp of indignation escape him before he hoisted himself up and rolled towards me, straddling my waist and leaning back down for more snogging. His lips moved from my mouth to my jaw to my neck and I felt him sucking my sweet spot, causing me to busk my hips up towards him and my erection now rubbing against another erection. I reached my hand down and palmed at his dick to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating and he moaned into my neck, his breath coming out in short gasps.

“I’ve never...” he started to say and once again I knew what he was trying to say before he actually said it.

“Me either,” I said and his lips found mine again, a little hastier and more passionate this time, “but I want to.” He pulled back and starred down at me, his green almost completely gone due to the size of his pupils.

“Me too,” he breathed and I flipped us over straddling his hips now and I kissed a trail down his chest, over all four of his perfect nipples to the waist of his boxers, my tongue dipping below the waist as his hips squirmed on the bed and his hands tangled in my wispy hair. I pulled at his boxers and let his cock spring free, his breath catching as mine did at the sight of him, sure I’d seen him naked before but this was a whole different story, and it made me nervous and excited at the same time.

“Can I taste it?” I asked looking back up at him and he nodded, letting me do whatever I wanted. I blew on it and watched it twitch much like mine was doing right now too. I stuck my tongue out and swiped it across the slit, taking the leaking cum with me, and tasting him against my tongue, musky but sweet at the same time.

“Shit, that felt good,” he moaned and this egged me on, made me put the entire tip in my mouth and swirl my tongue around it, taking him in my mouth completely and sliding my head down the shaft till it hit the back of my throat, making my eyes water and making him scream my name and a list of profanities.

“Lou, oh God yes that’s amazing,” he moaned. I continued bobbing my head loving the way he screamed my name and the dirty words that left his mouth when I swirled my tongue or went deeper than the time before.

“Lou I’m gonna cum,” he panted and I pulled my mouth off with a pop getting a strangled choked noise from the back of his throat.
“Why’d you stop?” he asked as I crawled back up his body and placed my lips on his.

“Because I want you to fuck me Harry,” I mouthed against his jaw and I felt his whole body tense.

“Yea?” he asked as reassurance and I nodded.

“Yea,” I said and he flipped us over crawling down my body like I had and removing my boxers.

“God your beautiful,” he breathed as his tongue flicked out at my dick and I bucked my hips up, almost cumming right then at the sweet release my member was now receiving, “your so hard.” He took my dick into his mouth and I arched my back, accidentally shoving my dick down his throat and making him pull off with a cough.

“Shit I’m so sorry Harry,” I said and he smirked up at me, his green eyes shining and pooling.

“I kind of liked it,” he said and I gasped as he took my member all the way down his throat, feeling his throat close around me had my head spinning.

“Stop, stop,” I said pulling his head off of me trying to catch my breath and he looked worried.

“Did it hurt?” he asked.

“No I just didn’t want to cum like that,” I said and he nodded and smiled as he kitten licked the tip.

“Where’s your lube?” he asked and I nodded towards the table next to he bed, he reached inside and came out with my lube a couple seconds later, coating two of his fingers before moving back down the bed and settling between my legs. One of his fingers poked at my entrance and it was the strangest sensation I had ever experienced. He slowly slid one finger in and it was painful but laced with pleasure at the same time, I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the pleasurable part and he slowly started to pump his finger in and out of me, making me moan from the back of my throat and push myself onto him.

“How’s it feel?” he asked and I could hear the lust in his voice.

“Really good,” I moaned and he suddenly pulled out then shoved two fingers inside, making me scream out in pain this time.

“Now it hurts, I don’t think I can do this,” I begged but he held his fingers inside me slowly making me stretch to fit them both.

“It’s ok Lou, it will get better,” he said and I clung to his every word, eventually it started to subside and be replaced with pleasure and I nodded my eyes still closed urging him to move. In a matter of about five more minutes he had a third finger in me and he was thrusting them in and out of me roughly.

“Yes Harry right there!” I screamed as he hit a spot inside me that I didn’t even know I had. He pulled his fingers out and moved up the bed his hips connecting with mine his member already in his hand. He smoothed the lube over it and then leaned down to kiss me roughly.

“Do you have any condoms?” he asked and I shook my head.

“I want to feel you, all of you,” I moaned against his lips and he tensed but then I felt his tip prodding at my entrance and my head flew back in ecstasy.

“Do it Harry, fuck me already,” I moaned and he pushed inside me.

“Uh God it hurts, your so big,” I cried and I felt tears leaving my eyes and falling down my face, as he leaned down and kissed them, just setting himself inside me and letting me adjust to his size.

“Ok move,” I moaned as the stillness became too much and he slowly slid all the way out before pushing back into me and making my body rise off the bed in a tremor.

“Holy shit, it’s amazing,” I moaned as I gripped onto his hips and urged him to go faster,
“faster Harry, fuck me fast and hard.” He smirked before he leaned down and gripped onto my shoulders and pulled himself out before slamming back into me and then picking up a fast and steady rhythm.

“God yea Lou your so damn tight,” he moaned into my ear and I felt the impeding tightening in my stomach and I wished it could last forever.

“You like it?” I asked and he nodded.

“God yes,” he moaned as he sat back and thrust himself into me hard.

“You like it don’t you? my cock in your tight ass?” he asked through gritted teeth and the feeling of him pounding into my prostate over and over and the look of pure blissed out sex on his face and his dirty talk sent me over the edge without even touching myself.

“Fuck Harry I’m cumming, you made me cum without even touching myself,” His head rolled back before he looked down at my dick in between our bodies shooting my white ribbons all over both of our chests. He sat back up and went at it milking my orgasm for everything before his hips became sloppy and I tweaked one of his nipples and arched my back for a better angle.

“Shit yea Lou I’m cumming,” he moaned.

“Say my name, say it while your cumming.” I instructed and he threw his head back and screamed me name at the top of his lungs, his hot liquid filling me to the rim. He slumped onto me and slowly pulled his cock out, his liquid escaping with it.

“That was outstanding,” he said against my shoulder as he lazily kissed it and I turned towards him, wincing from the pain in my ass.

“Yea it was, I love you,” I said against his forehead, my eyelids falling closed.

“I love you too Lou,” he said and I could already hear sleep covering his raspy voice.

Notes

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