Don't Let It Break Your Heart [L.S]

💚Scent, Giggle And A Little Ass Jiggle💙

Four days of thinking brings Louis on the art fair's official website. Sitting crossed legs on his bed, wearing his new pair of pyjamas, he takes a deep breath before clicking the 'enter' button after filling out the participation form. A message shows up on the screen saying that the organization team will contact him for further procedures. He closes the lid of the laptop and smiles to himself.

Finally. He'll be able to prove himself, his worth. He lets out a proud sigh and gets up of his bed to get ready for the day. He woke up quite early this morning- not that it's anything unusual- regardless of today being Saturday. Right when he's about to enter the bathroom, his phone rings. He sighs and walks back to his bed and gets the phone on his nightstand.

Niall. Why the hell would he be calling from literally the other room? With a frown on his face, he answers the call.

"It's time! Dress sexy, I'll come to your room in a few minutes to check your appearance." Is the first and the only thing he hears from his Irish brother before the line goes dead. It takes him a moment, but he soon realises what's happening. He squeals in excitement, the rush of doing something naughty, something 'badass' running through his little body before he sprints into the bathroom.

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"Stop calling me 'car', it's not very cute or boyfriend-ish of you!" Cara whisper yells at Harry as they both walk into Harry's house.

"But you call me 'Har', so why can't I call you 'car'? I think it's so very cute." Argues the green eyed boy.

"It's like.. a hare, which is cute.. and a car is not!" She exclaims as she takes a seat on the couch of the living room.

"I still think it's cute." Harry pouts like a kid as he slumps down beside the girl as she switches the TV on.

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Seeing Louis in a jean high waisted ripped shorts and a white sheer shirt, Niall let's out a low whistle. He tilts his head to take a good look at Louis' shorts.

"This was the smallest one I found." The smaller boy states with a blush.

"Love how your shorts ends just an inch before your ass does." Niall says with an approving nod. "And I can literally see your nipples through this shirt. I like that too." He smiles like a mother admiring her child in a uniform on the first day of his school.

"Th-thank you." Louis squeaks out. Niall, standing at the dressing table with Louis, picks up the bottle of perfume.

"Now all you need is a scent, giggle and a little ass jiggle." The blond boy sings, spraying the perfume on Louis as if sprinkling some fairy dust. "Make sure you strut around, making your ass jiggle."

"Okay..." The french boy says nervous.

"Now walk out there and show him what he's pushing aside." Niall encourages as Louis walks out of his bedroom.

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"Hi loui- oh damn!" Cara gasps as her eyes fall on Louis. It makes Harry look up and all his senses stop at once. With his eyes wide and mouth agape, he stares at the thick pair of thighs, almost fully exposed to him and he's sure that it's probably the shortest shorts Louis owns. Not that he'd complain if he owns anything shorter than that. He almost drools at the sight of the delicious neck and collarbones exposed and the perky nipples that are clearly visible through the sheer shirt. It's not until Louis says a polite "Hi!" to the girl and turns around that the taller boy chokes seeing the lowest inch of Louis' glory. Of course Louis notices and walks into the kitchen with an extra sway and frequent struts.

When Louis gets back with a banana in his hand, Harry is still staring, his eyes following his every move. Louis settles on the chair near the couch and peels the fruit that Niall had forced him to eat when Harry is watching him. Even when he brings it to his mouth, he's got no idea why he's not allowed to bite on the banana immediately. It's not a lollipop that he has to suck, but he does anyway. He wouldn't want to upset the Chubbybear. He feels Harry's eyes all over him as he slowly licks the banana, just like Niall had taught him and slowly takes it into his mouth without using his teeth. Though he knows that the green eyed boy is staring, he pretends to be watching the TV, just like Cara who can feel him figeting in his seat.

Suddenly, Harry springs up from the couch and sprints towards the staircase, then up the stairs, to his room- Louis assumes. He takes that as his cue to finally actually eat the fruit in his hand. When he finishes the banana, Cara turns her head to look at him.

"I think you should check on him." She says and Louis hesitates for a moment, but then nods. After throwing the banana peel into the dustbin, he walks up the same way as Harry and reaches his bedroom door. He knocks lightly before the door spring opens  and a hand pulls him in by his neck and he's pushed against the same door as it shuts behind him.

"What are you trying to do, Louis?" He hears Harry whisper groggily with his face in the crook of Louis' neck, breathing harshly on the skin.

"I.. don't know wh-" Loui tries to reply, but Harry grabs onto his hips, squeezing them hard. He pulls his head back and looks Louis in the eyes, their noses touching as he speaks.

"Don't try to act smart. I don't know where you learned all this from, but this the first and the last time I'll tell you this; Stop it!" He sneers.

"I still don't know what you mean..." Louis whispers, his hands coming up to hold onto Harry's arms.

"You know exactly what I mean, dammit!" Harry yells right into the smaller boy's face. How can't he see how frustrated and heartbroken Harry is? How can't he possibly know what he's doing to Harry? "Why are you doing this? To frustrate me? To remind me what I can't have? To show me what I'm missing? To make me want you more? There! You have it all!" He seethes. "What else do you want?!"

"You." Louis breathes out. He reaches his hands up to touch Harry's neck and bring him even more closer to his face. "I want you. Can you give me that?" He ask softly while the taller boy looks at him shocked and mesmerised.

Without thinking, Harry leans lower and connects his lips to Louis' who kisses him back without hesitation. They make out messily against Harry's bedroom door, letting their heats out. Their anger, frustration, sadness, their wants and desires. They express it all through the kiss. When they pull back, breathless, Harry leans again and kisses the corner of Louis' mouth.

"Please go change, Boo." He requests and Louis nods.

"Can I change here?" He asks causing Harry to look at him confused. "And borrow something from your clothes?"

"Of course, Boo."

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