Tell me that I'm wrong but I do what I please

Since reuniting, Harry had always been the one to initiate contact. But Lara now found herself taking the first step and decided to call him, instead of the usual texting they engaged in.

“Laaaara.” He said slowly drawing out her name.

“Can you talk?” She asked.

“I’m at the office.” He said and she didn’t know whether he was talking about Modest Management, the record company or publicist’s office. Either way she had spent enough times in those ‘offices’ for them to instil a certain fear within her and she found herself pausing nervously.

“I can talk, it’s okay.” Harry said breaking the sudden silence.

“I’m free for the next two days.” She said. “No work, no school, no nothing.”

Not even Ben, she wanted to add, but chose to leave him out. She shuddered to think what Harry would think or do if he knew the big part Ben played in her life.

“Okay.” He said as though he didn’t quite understand why she was telling him.

“I don’t think I’ve had a free day since… well a year ago.” Lara said. “And I’d like to spend it with someone.”

“Two days, eh?” He said sounding as though his mind was somewhere else.

“Two whole days… and nights.” She said in a husky voice trying to sound a bit more obvious.

She heard Harry half laugh into the phone and a feeling of embarrassment washed over her.

“Does that mean I get to see you?” He asked.

“Why do you think I’d be telling you all this?” She said in mock anger and smiled when Harry laughed loudly.

“I was enjoying your little sexy voice.” He said and she was thankful he couldn’t see her face blush.

“Okay, okay… let me think.” He said. “Did you want me to come over?”

“My flatmate will be there… bad idea.” She replied quickly.

“Okay, you can come to my place but Louis is still with me.” He paused. “But I can easily get rid of him.”

They both laughed even though Lara secretly wondered what was happening between the two.

“I’ll be home around five today… got stuff on… but Louis will be home. At least I’m pretty sure he will be.”

“I’ll see you then.”

“Two days, huh?”

“Yeah…”

“Mine for two days.” He said and before she could reply the line went dead.

X
“Hey Pup.”

Lara was cheerfully greeted by Louis at the door. She gave him an unimpressed look and he laughed as he stepped to the side to let her in.

“My name’s Lara.” She said evenly.

“I know that.” He said, his eyes twinkling.

“Well maybe you should start calling me that then.”

“I always thought Pup was a cute name for you.” He said as he watched her place her satchel on the floor by the couch.

“So where’s Harry?” Lara asked pointedly ignoring his last remark.

“Aren’t you happy to see me?” Louis asked.

“Now why would you ask that?”

“Well we’ve had two interesting experiences…” He said and his lips curled up into a smile.

“Want to go for a third?”

The suggestiveness of his tone caught her off guard, but once again she ignored him.

“I’m here for Harry.” She said.

“He’ll be home in an hour.” Louis said. “Plenty of time to get sky high.”

“Why so friendly all of a sudden?” Lara couldn’t help but ask. “You’ve always hated me before… why the change now?”

“Didn’t we say we had a lot in common?” Louis said with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “And anyway, I hate getting high alone.”

“I don’t know.” Lara said, thinking aloud. She sat down on the couch and was surprised when Louis sat down a few feet away from her.

“You’re no fun.” He said with a pout. “So what are we going to do… just sit here and wait for Harold?”

“No, I’m going to sit here and wait for Harry… you can… you can go and find what’s her name?” Lara smugly looked at Louis, “Eleanor wasn’t it?”

She could see his jaw tighten slightly but in an instant he flashed a big smile.

“Oh I will be.” He said suggestively raising his eyebrows at her.

Lara stared at him dumbfounded.

“You mean you’re still seeing her?” Lara asked.

“Yeah… why so surprised?”

Lara struggled to reply. She was pretty sure that Eleanor had no idea about whatever was going on between Harry and Louis. But she also knew that despite everything, Louis was incredibly protective of their relationship. Maybe he didn’t want her all of the time, but it didn’t mean that he was going to give her up.

“You’re too much.” Lara said shaking her head.

“I could say the same about you.” He said now leaning back casually on the couch. “You’re back on the scene now… I have to say I’m impressed.”

“Does it bother you?” Lara asked directly and a thoughtful expression came over Louis’ face as he considered her question.

“I don’t know...” His blue eyes regarded her closely. “Yet.”

“Maybe you should be more bothered about keeping Eleanor happy.”

“Maybe you should just shut up and have a hit with me. For fuck sake’s Lara, I think I like you
better when you’re high.”

The temptation to not only shut him up and the thought of calming her nerves proved to be too much and she found herself nodding.

“Quick… before he gets back.” She said, and he smiled as he reached into his pocket.

“I have something a little different for you today.” He said taking out a rolled up cigarette and holding it up close to her nose. He let it lightly caress her nose and then linger over her lips.


“Pot?” She said, wrinkling her nose. “I hate pot.”

“How could you not like pot?”

“It doesn’t do anything for me.” She shrugged.

She had tried it once with Ben a few months ago and had been left with a blinding headache that took her a day to recover.

“That’s probably because you smoked shit pot.”

“What will Harry think?” She asked.

“He’s smoked it before… I don’t think he’ll care.” Louis said dismissively. He dug a lighter out of his pocket and lit up the spliff.

“One for you.” He said handing it to her.

“Can I just share yours?” She said.

Louis made a face at her and then gave a small shrug as he brought the joint to his lips. He inhaled sharply before letting the smoke blow through his lips. He then passed it to Lara who examined it for a moment. She paused for a moment before tentatively inhaling. The substance burned the back of her throat and she found herself coughing uncontrollably.

“Whoa take it easy!” Louis said choking back his laughter as he reached over to pat her on the back.

“It’s so strong.” Lara squeaked handing back the joint with watery eyes.

“The Mary Jane is goooood.” Louis drawled as he expelled the smoke from his lips. He took another hit before handing it back to Lara. She wanted to say no, but the teasing look in
Louis’ eyes made her grab the spliff and defiantly smoke it again. It still burned but she hid her discomfort before passing it back to Louis again.

They were soon giggling at absolutely nothing as they struggled to see each other through the cloud of smoke that had engulfed them. Lara shifted over onto the couch, bumping her hip into Louis who was now squashed between Lara on his right and the couch’s armrest on his left.

“Give me some room.” He said nudging her leg away and Lara promptly responded by bumping her leg into his again.

“Do you always whine?” She asked.

“What?”

“Whine? Do you always just whine?” She said as she reached over to grab the joint from him.

“Well you’re pushy now, aren’t you?” He said holding the joint out of her reach.

“I don’t know how Harry stands you.” Lara said.

“I don’t know how Harry stands you.” He retorted. “He probably feels sorry for you.”

“I’m the one spending the night with him.”

“Fuck you.” Louis shot back before they glanced at each other and burst out laughing.

By then Louis had lit the second joint, and Lara could feel the familiar foggy feeling overtake her brain. She blinked slightly and then focussed her eyes on Louis who leant his head back on the couch and smiled at her.

“Harry’s got the most beautiful lips.” Lara heard herself saying.

“Mmmm…” Louis hummed in response and he unsuccessfully tried to create smoke rings with his mouth. “His mouth is phemonemal …I mean… phenol…phenomenal!”

“So pink and full.” Lara sighed. “I think I’m obsessed.”

“For me it’s the eyes.” Louis said. “It’s like they can burn right through you.”

The front door suddenly opened and Lara looked down to see Louis swiftly hand her the joint as they both looked up see Harry walk in and stop abruptly.

“Kind of like now…” Louis muttered as Harry took in the scene before him. He looked perplexed to see the two sitting together on the couch before his eyes took in the joint in Lara’s hand and then the smoky room.

“What are you guys doing?” He asked and Louis unsuccessfully stifled a laugh. Harry’s attention diverted to him and he looked visibly annoyed.

“Why are you doing this here?” He asked.

“We-we thought you wouldn’t mind…” Lara said glancing at Louis uncertainly. The smile had disappeared from his face and he avoided her gaze.

“I thought I told you not to bring your shit here.” Harry persisted, ignoring Lara and focussing on Louis.

“Louis thought you wouldn’t mind.” Lara couldn’t help but speak up again. Harry gave her an unimpressed look before glancing down at the joint in her hand.

“Put that out. The whole place stinks.” He said.

“It’s only a bloody joint.” Louis suddenly spoke up. He lifted himself from the couch and grabbed his jacket from a nearby chair. He wrenched the door open, slamming it behind him.
Harry and Lara looked at each other awkwardly before Harry strode over and took the joint from her hand. He disappeared in the bathroom and she heard the sound of the toilet flushing before he returned.

“What the fuck did you think you were doing?” His voice was gentle as he stood over her at the couch.

“I just thought I’d try it…” Lara shrugged.

“If you want to try anything like that you could have just asked me.”

“It just happened… it wasn’t as if we planned it.” Lara told him, although it did occur to her that she’d arrive at Harry’s flat a little earlier on the off chance she would see Louis. Ben had left her with nothing for two days, and she had hoped to score something from Louis. Weed hadn’t been what she had in mind, but the experience hadn’t been as bad as she thought. She felt buzzed but somewhat still in control.

“I didn’t expect you to want to do anything like that.” Harry mused. He stood over her as she sat on the couch, her head tilted up to take in his tall figure. He placed a knee on either side of her, and straddled her on the couch, catching her by surprise. The control that she thought she had disappeared as her fogged up brain exploded with different colours and emotions.
Her mind raced as Harry lowered his lips onto hers and kissed her tentatively.

“You taste like pot.” He mumbled, and she self-consciously pulled back.

He shook his head and smiled before closing the gap between them again. Lara closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of his soft lips moving against hers. Lara clutched at him, her tongue gaining entry into his mouth as she fervently kissed him, but her eyes fluttered open when Harry pulled back to whisper in her ear.

“Not so fast.” Harry whispered in her ear. “You’ve been a naughty girl, remember?”

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