LOST AND STILL FINDING(larry stylinson)

Harry's pov

Louis was so excited to see his car. He jumped for a hug his legs wrapping around me tightly as I tried not to trip but it was for only 3 seconds because he felt all those eyes on him with how embarrassing it was. but i don't think he cared that much in the moment.


"Don't cry" I cooed as he stood beside me my arm around his waist and he tried to hide those tears I could see in his eyes.


"I don't cry okay" he nudged me with his elbow and I chuckled back. why would he cry actually?


"The car keys, sir" the driver gets off from the drivers seat and Louis takes the keys before thanking him.


He looks like he's seeing his children come back from uni. Well just imagine that. Me still being there.


"Will you drive?" He asks me looking up.


"Only if you don't want to" I answer.


"I want you to" he nods.


"Okay" I shrug and he hands me the car keys of the black Honda which looks more a like Mercedes as Louis said when he saw it coming out from the garage.


He quickly runs to the other side. I wanted to open the car doors for him but he had already gone to the other side seating himself in. I climb in and start the ignition.


Louis looks like he might explode any minute with excitement he has contained inside him.


The car smells of fresh sweet apples and flowers. It looks more lavish from the last time we left it here and now is why I think he's too happy to get his car serviced.


The hug he gave me was enough for me to tell how thankful he was though he didn't say it and I didn't need it. He's a bit shy when it comes to showing affection like that and I know it takes a huge part of him to do affectionate things publicly. I'd appreciate every little thing he will do.


"Wanna go shopping?" I ask him as he moves his hand to the stereo and turns it to a station he wants turning the volume up.


"I didn't get any money" he answers humming to the song that just came up as tapped his foot on the dashboard slouching in.


"that's fine it doesn't matter! You wanna go?" I ask him again not trying to end his excitement in here. He deserves more and I'll give him.


"Yup" he nods and looks excited all of a sudden when the song changed and sits up straight as he looked at me his eyes wide like he wanted answers.


"You know which song that is?" He asks looking physically excited to jump out of his seat.


" yeah I guess its the.... fall out boys I guess" I can't recognize their voices coz its been long since they came for recording at the studio being busy for tours.


"Yes. Yes yes and that is 'alone together' " he shrieks out turning the volume up to full as he sat up folding his legs on the seat.


The next moment all I'm hearing is Louis screaming on top of his lungs his hands dangling in the air and whatever he could do in the space.


I've recorded that song but I don't think I've ever enjoyed the song anymore. Well i liked it initially because it was "alone together". You know the more you listen to a song more you start hating it. He looks out of control as he just sways to the music making me admire him. But I'd rather concentrate on the driving. I don't want us dead.




* And I'll say
I'll check in tomorrow if I don't wake up dead
This is the road to ruin
And we started at the end
Say it
Let's be alone together
We could stay young forever
Scream it from the top of your lungs*


He's banging his head in the air all his hair covering his eyes and in that moment I think none of us cared where we were going. It was going to be endless. I loved the way he was dancing out of control just not caring and losing himself free for the whole world to watch. I wish I could do that sometimes but its just not possible for me. I could watch him like this whole day without blinking or getting bored. Just Louis and his favorite songs.


* Do you wanna feel beautiful
Do you wanna, yeah
I'm outside the door, invite me in
So we can go back and play pretend
I'm on deck now, I'm up next
Tonight I'm hired to burn the check, yeah*

His hands are doing all sorts of actions and I'm loving it to the core. My cheeks hurt from smiling so much just by looking at him and I'm sure he's out of breath right now but the scene is just so beautiful.


The song is about to end and I can see him trying to not lose any beat or lyric and just swaying to the music.


The car drives into the underground car park as we get down.


Louis' pov
"You are so weird sometimes you know that?" I ask harry as we enter the mall.


"Nope" he smiles and all I could do is hold his hand. His large hand covering my small one. It kind of feels safe to be with him. Like he'll always make me feel warm and safe. He makes me feel home even when were not home.


Harry wants to go to YSL first but I was like no. I can't even step in. I didn't find anything of my interest but I decided to buy a YSL purse for Gemma. Just a gift. She's done so much for us.


'US'?


Harry went crazy when he saw the new shirt collection. It was all floral and animal prints. Some of them were even sheer fabric shirts and all I could do was drool when he changed and posed in front of me that art on his body showing off. But then all I did was slap my forehead and just stare at him when he tried convincing me and asked me that he'd only buy them if i agreed. His dimples were digging in so deep how he looked at me and just gave in.

I wanted to tell him he looked kind of hot and mouth drooling, jaw dropping sexy with his tattooed chest peeking out but when he saw me going all heart eyes for him, he bought almost 6 of them and I guess it would cost an entire generations salary.


I stuck to buying Nike's and Adidas's and Puma's for myself but he insisted I should buy Vans more so when we entered the store first he did was shove me into the trial room with loads of Vans t shirts and shorts. At first I didn't like how they just hung on my lanky body but Harry insisted I'd look good if I worked out more.


Right then I wanted to go punch him that he thought I didn't work out enough. I was just fine okay.


He bought me the entire set I had tried because it was difficult for him to decide which shirt looked nice on me.


I went into local brands too because I needed something to wear at home as I wasn't getting any job soon.


Harry even bought a cologne. It was not a branded one. He said film stars usually used a cheaper cologne because it had more fragrance than the branded ones. I don't believe harry in this really. How could it be true? Seriously.


Where do they spend there money then?


I don't know if that's true because how do then the most expensive ones become famous. Somebody ought to buy them.


While I was waiting for harry to come out of the washroom I noticed a similar mop of hair humming an imagine dragons ready aim fire and when I turned my head to have a closer look I recognized it was Stan. It was fucking Stan.


"HEYYY!!! how are you??!" I screamed seeing him after almost 2 months. 2 fucking months. Where I spent time with him almost the whole day I was so happy to see him again.


"LOUIS??!!" He turned to me wiping his hands down his shirt as he hugged me for a second having close look at me.


"Where have you been?!" He asks me having a close look at me and then he frowns his face falling. Maybe he realized what he asked.


"I've been here. What are you doing here?" I ask him still sounding cheerful.


"Well, the exams got over so I am here at my cousins....you look different" He half smiles sounding a bit uncomfortable.


"What's the matter you can tell me" I ask him directly. I know we've not been in contact since I left Yorkshire but we're still best friends right?



"Lou- Louis its just you were gone and its really a small world you know. Really small." he states looking down at his hands and then back at me his body stiffening again.


"Yeah.." I mumble understanding.


"You could've at least told me. You know" he sounds so much disappointed and that's the last thing I wanted to hear. My friends being disappointed in me. My best friend.


I take a deep breath and the door unlocks as harry steps out and I smile immediately looking at him and gesturing him to walk here.


"This is Stan" I tell him and he smiles immediately knowing who I'm talking about. He knows him. I've told him about our adventures together as a kid.


"Hey! Its nice to meet you finally" he smiles wide gesturing hand for a shake but he realizes he hasn't washed and mutters a sorry before quickly washing it drying it and shaking his hand.


"He's harry. Harry styles" I don't know if I should tell him he's my boyfriend.


"His boyfriend" harry completed it for me and I'm thankful I didn't have to go through a struggling phase right now.


Stan's face turns into a frown but then he looks at me and smiles lightly.
"I'm glad I met you. He's going to be happy with you. I can already see that" Stan nods being his usual polite self. But I don't know he did mock me there?


"You're alone?" I ask Stan confused what would he be doing at a mall alnoe ?


"No. my cousins went around the place" he looks at me. He doesn't continue the conversation we were previously having and I'm glad he didn't.


"Well it was nice to meet you guys" he takes a sharp breath.


"You too" harry and I reply at the same time but he frowns again when he looks at me and I'm really not sure why he's behaving this way with me.


"Hey! Wait...is your number still the same?" I walk up to him.


"Yeah. I'm still the same, Louis. Nothing has changed. Except..you" he says and I'm sure something inside me went away with him.
His words sure did hurt but were true. I haven't contacted him in months and its unfair if I didn't give him explanations.


"Is something wrong?" Harry places a hand on my shoulder.


"No." I nod and smile weakly. He notices my smile and cups my cheeks before lightly placing a kiss on the corners of my lips and I melt into him grabbing his pair of lips and syncing into a full fledged kiss without the tongue ofcourse.



We were getting into the garage and its 6 in the evening right now. I'm kind of tired a bit and harry looks tired too. We couldn't eat anything from outside all because of him. 'Not healthy' is what I could hear all the time.


We're waiting for the lift while harry holds majority of the bags while I hold some.
The elevator doors opens and the the people get down. Harry greets all of them while I don't know what to do so we climb in. A lady runs to the door and gets in panting and thanking us for stopping the elevator for her. Harry mouths a welcome for her too.


"Harry!" She calls out turning around tucking her hair behind her ear before gesturing for a hand shake.

"Long time we've seen each other. How are you"
The lady looks like in her 40's and maybe she even has kids who knows. She's dressed in formal clothing. Maybe she's back from work.


The elevator moves up. "I'm fine" harry smiles shaking her hand and---and something hits me.


Right in the face. She looks somewhat similar. Like I've seen those looks. Somewhere. Do you call it that.


The way she's placed a hand on Harry shoulders its buzzing me off .
Never mind. Its a lady that too somewhat 40 so why do I care Harry's mine and he's gay.
So complete nah.


O didn't even hear where their conversation went until she asked about some plants.
Organic plants.

"Yeah I moved them to my farm house. The yard there is huge. And its soon going to be end of February when they start blossoming again." He sounds kind of happy and excited too. I didn't know he grew organic stuff. He's really interested in that stuff?!


"I just got another herb. I thought about telling you but just got busy. You know how hours--"


"Hello ms--?" I wait for her to answer gesturing for a handshake.


"Mrs sparks." She smiles.
I continue, "its nice to meet you" I say


"Its nice to meet you too"


Harry looks at me and then at her, "he's Louis Tomlinson. My boyfriend" every time he calls me his boyfriend. Something inside me sparks and ignites and bursts and what not. It's a hallelujah inside my body.


"Oh" she looks at me first with shock but then her face fills with surprise and her eyes sparkle. Like literally fucking sparkle. Something about her makes me like her. Like she's fucking sparkling in front of me.


"Its so great to finally meet you" she shakes my hand vigorously. Ouch she needs to stop. But he she realizes and she does.


"When are you guys free? Come for lunch sometime?" She offers and I glance at harry. He's going to do the honors.


"Of course Rosy we will. Sometime by the next week. For sure. I'd love to have a mint flavored ice cream of yours" he says like he knows her for I dk. Years?


"Sure. As harry says" I answer. "I'm already ready for the ice cream" I smile wide. She is a nice lady.


The elevator doors open and I climb out followed by harry.


"It was nice to meet you Mrs Sparks. Looking forward to the lunch" I say as I wave at her.


"Call me Rosy" she replies and waves back at both of us.


Harry's hand travels behind my back as he pinches me closer to his body.



"Meet you soon" he says as the doors close and we both turn around.


"well isn't she sweet?" I say as we walk further.


I feel Harry's hot breath near my ear.
"Mhmm" he replies lowly inhaling in and my insides shake as my heart raced.


"You were so good today" he says lowly as we're walking towards our door with all the bags in our hands and he nuzzling into me breathing in.


Those words sound so dirty all of a sudden because my mind drifted to dark places of pleasure when harry bit me below the ear gently tracing his tongue over it after the sloppy kiss.


He manages to unlock the door as he stood behind me his head in my neck as the free arm held me by my check as he pulled me back and I moaned lightly as he assaulted me through his lips and then his tongue which skimmed all over my neck.


With every kiss he pushes into me harder and I can feel the brush of his hard against my thigh. The realization of how pleasurable this is I moan lightly in return because suddenly its too much to handle.


Harry's hand from under my chin travels to cover my mouth "not here" he whispers licking my ear and then pulling it pushing his body into me.
I squirm under his touch.


"C'mon i-n" I mouth stuttering a little as I wiggled when his hand slides off my face I an attempt to walk in the house.


As we enter I put the bags on the side table and harry leaves them on the floor where's he standing and throws me by my shoulders against the wall as I feel the rub of his cheek against my cheek.



He then presses his lips softly to mine and my breath hitches slightly, parting my lips
just enough for harry to slot in. Harry’s lips are soft, not at all chapped like i thought they
might be because we've been out all day, and then I press gently but firmly to harry's as he tentatively moves his mouth, and i can’t breathe.


It’s not my first kiss, but it feels like it is. My lips fit naturally to his, the pressure is
soft and the glide smooth, and it all feels so natural in a way that no other kiss can as his
tongue gently sweeps my bottom lip like a hello, and i want more, suddenly, he moves away from my lips and I feel my insides shivering due to the loss.


Then it’s over, just a quick peck really, and it shouldn’t leave my heart thrumming, but he
gapes at me regardless.


A slight flush decorates Harry's sharp cheekbones as he grins at me. “you smell different today”


“yea-h” i stutter to the question he asked me, one hand absently going to the back of my neck as he swipes a tongue over his bottom lip like he’s chasing the memory.


“Mr. Smith gifted me a cologne plus I smell of the other 7-8 we tried at the shop and the car had flowers” i flushed hard at the admission because i didn’t mean to sound so desperate about all this but his hands move to my waist as he pulls me close that smug smile covering his lips. I nearly knocked out of breath when his waist hit mine gently and his face buried in my neck.


He inhales deeply licking at my collar bone.
"You smell like the peach I want to eat up. do you know that?" harry talking dirty makes me dizzy as he mumbles and I can feel his lips curve when he kisses me at the same spot. I'm wiggling under his touch with every breath which hits me at the right places.


He for sure doesn't know what he's doing to me right now but I know. I'm quivering.


His hands slide down to my hips as he grinds me against my hard on with his. He lifts me up with a sudden force as his lips trail across to my jaw line making me wrap my arms around his neck. I pull him closer my head tilting back as I moan when his tongue licks at my bottom lip pulling it.


I'm holding onto his neck as hard as I can because with the amount of my body being out of control its hard not to fall. He's holding me on my waist tucking at hem.


His perfect lips to which now I know the perfect shape as they trace on and pleasure I'm receiving can't be described in words.


He moves away tumbling holding onto me like a breath he walks faster to our room not leaving my neck as my fingers tug at his hair.


He enters in finding the lights in the dark I switch them on as he stumbles his way to the bed. The room is warm but not warmer than what's happening between us.


He drops me to the bed and a stifled giggle leaves my lips as he smiles at me wickedly and fits himself between my knees.


His hands grab a hold of my shirt pulling them up as he gets down his curls cover his face as some of them even tickle me at my neck sending goosebumps all over. I tuck at his hair as the tongue began exploring my exposed skin and his parted lips placed sloppy kisses on and around my stomach.


The feeling in my gut rushed through my body as all the butterflies which rested were now all over and I couldn't control on the amount of feeling that I was feeling all of a second.


He moved up his lips kissing me at the center of my chest pulling the T-shirt up to my neck and in no time I rolled it off my head throwing in on the the side. His thumb pinned at my nipple as I shrieked and he looked up immediately moving with his tongue to caress my pinched part while rubbing at the other with his thumb. I moaned as his tongue swayed across his lips gently placing wet kisses over the soft skin.


With the amount of pleasure I was receiving my head was spinning and the amount of feeling I had captured inside me right now was enough to make me reach heaven and I guess I did.
My hand moved to his hair tucking at them as pulled them lightly. My head was spinning I couldn't see what was happening with me it was so heated up. I bit my lip as hard as I could to stifle the sounds my body was releasing but it was difficult as I could feel every inch of my body covered under him.


He moved up to my neck burying him there and tilted my neck backwards giving him space as he marked me at the right spot.


The temperature of the room is heating up to the things happening and I am more than glad. I have started to sweat and so has harry who is buried in my neck marking me as if permanently. The sliding of of our bodies making our sweaty chests collide makes me hand travel down his back and wrap my legs around his waist pushing into him as he moves up his tongue gliding along my jaw line to match my lips as the tongue enters into my mouth. Battling for breath I moan out but it hard as o grab his lower lip with my teeth my chest rising up.



For a moment I was scared because whatever was happening was so passionate and forceful that I was loving it but it kind of freaked me out for a second because hardy was suddenly out of control.



With my legs around his waist I make my hold tight trying to push against his hard to get some friction and he pushes in moaning into my mouth as he fists my hair tilting my neck back as his lips push into my mouth.


I want to forget everything I've been through my recent years. For the first time I feel like I belong to somebody. That somebody is harry and I would never ever wish it was somebody else. Maybe i ran away because it was my fate to meet him. I don't know really but he's all I want right now.


I gave up on everybody at a point in my life when I had decided I'd run away. And this is where I reached. But its the best that happened to me.


He moves down kissing along my jaw line biting me hard at the same spot where he marked me and," ah-h h. ..harreh" the spot now ached as he bit and bit more at the soar skin but I didn't want him to stop.


My hands skimmed across his bare back and I don't even know what his next move will be but I'm glad I ended up here with him.
I'm a whimpering mess tucked under him as I cup his bum with my hand squeezing them pushing them close to my body.


The tight jeans he's wearing its hard to not feel his huge bulge rubbing brutally against mine.


My nails dig at his shoulders as the other hand slides down to the hem of his jeans into his bum feeling the soft warm skin under the covering.
I push in as hard as I could with my legs around his waist and my hand on his hip.


His hand reaches down leaving my hair to my bulge as he rubs on top of it and my head tilts back moaning loudly. He gets up fitting himself. between my knees kissing me on my lips for the last time and looks at the flustered me and his hands travel down to my jeans button as he twist opens my jeans button and his eyes travel up my torso to my chest. He longigngly looks at the sore mark and then he looks at me and I catch his glare not looking away as he looks a t me with want and need and like I could give him what he needs and he could give me what I need. We're both desperate at this stage and believe me I swear I could stay right here in this burning heat between us for days together and never lose his gaze.


His hands skims over my sweaty torso gently as he bends down to kiss me at the pit of my stomach and he straightened up again his eyes glistening and I thought I missed something here and maybe I was wrong about what my head was thinking because now harry was sitting at the end of the bed with his head buried in his hands as I was left in a state which I don't know what to call it. It was awkward for sure but -but what just happened I don't have a single idea.


I get up closing my jeans button brushing my hair at the back. I was still under the state of seeking pleasure and the hard on was so fucking hard it was hurting me. But right now all I could see was harry sitting at the end of the bed with his face buried in his hands.


I shift to him my hand reaching to his back.
"Is there a problem?" I bend trying to get a look of his face but he doesn't budge.


"I'm sorry" he mumbles wiping his face. I don't really know if he was wiping off the sweat which covered his face or the tears when his eyes glistened.


"No its fine i-if you're, you know..." I don't really want to say it because I'm not sure but I'm scared if there is any other problem or he might get offended if I say that.


"I'm sor--" he chokes out muffled with a crooked apologetic smile as his face turned to me .


"No no.. You can tell me what's the matter?" I urge him again. Maybe he'll tell me. We can talk about it.


"Lou please just some other time" his neck turns sideways and his hand shifts to my knee and he squeezes lightly. That's fine really. Why does he have to be sorry for that.


"Its fine you know if you are not ready. Its nothing to be sorry about" I pat his hand at my knee. "Bu-t but what am I supposed to do with what you made me feel?" I look down at my bulge which hurts a little less right now but the bulge its still there.


"Uh-" he begins looking at me his eyes scanning my face.

"Its OK I'm just teasing I'll figure something out" I chuckle at the end winking at him and he leans in for a peck before standing up and exiting the room to address the door bell.

Notes

2nd part of the double update.

this is such a long chapter. i think i merged two drafts but its fine now im not deleting anything. posting it as it is.

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