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The crowd was cheering, screaming his name and singing along to his songs.
He still couldn’t believe that this was his life.
He got to do what he loved the most, singing the songs he wrote on his own, playing his guitar and standing on stage with his three best mates, touring America.
Fucking America.
He never thought he’d get this far, they started in school as a little band, and now they were touring and travelling, earning money and spending their time in studios to record for their first bloody album.
Yes, Harry Styles had the perfect rockstar life.
‘’New York, you were incredible!’’ he screamed into the microphone before bowing down and running off stage, adrenaline pumping in his veins and making him shake, too excited, too happy, too everything.
‘’That was a sick show, dude! Fucking hell!’’ Niall yelled and hugged him and his other bandmate, Liam, all three boys laughing and cheering, still full of energy. It would take a while for them to calm down and get tired, Harry could already tell.
‘’So what are we gonna do now? I really don’t wanna go back to the bus or the hotel,’’ Liam asked and Harry grinned.
‘’Let’s go out,’’ he suggested, ‘’let’s see if we can get laid, to make tonight even better.’’ Niall barked out a laugh, clapping him on the back.
‘’That’s my boy, Styles,’’ he winked and the three of them made their way to the changing rooms, taking their stuff and thanking their crew for everything, before walking towards the doors to get out of the venue.
They weren’t too famous yet, being a newcomer rockband, but quite the amount of people did hear about them, and they had a fine number of fans. Harry remembers when they were asked to do a magazine interview for the first time ever, Niall had fainted. And when he had woken up, he had cried. Harry has to grin when he remembers that time.
So, normally, there were fans outside of the arena, a lot of fans, even. Especially girls, standing there and clutching their phones, trying to get a picture with the boys. With Harry mostly, although he didn’t like to admit it, he was the most popular from the band, being the leadsinger and all. But the other boys were okay with it. Liam didn’t like to be the center of attention anyways, and Niall was claustrophobic, so he was happy people weren’t crowding him like they were Harry.
And Harry didn’t mind either, getting attention from pretty girls and sometimes even boys was quite amazing, to be honest.
When they made it to the car and into the hotel, the boys quickly changed and got ready to head to a club nearby. Harry was still fidgety and far from tired, secretly hoping he’d find a nice girl or guy to tire him out for the night, so he could sleep contently and properly fucked out.
‘’Here we are, guys,’’ Paul yelled and they got out of the car and into the club. Harry looked through the place, it was packed and loud music was blasting, people dancing and grinding, and the smell of alcohol and sweat hit him. That was what he needed tonight.
At the bar, Niall ordered them all a shot, and they downed them quickly.
‘’Cheers to a great fucking tour, lads!’’ Niall yelled when they were holding their second shot in their hands, and by the third one, Harry felt a bit buzzed already.
‘’Let’s go dancing!’’ Liam yelled over the music and that’s exactly what they did, then, fooling around and acting crazy first, but when Niall started dancing with a fit bloke and Liam found a cute girl to be with, Harry started to look around for someone who could keep him company for the night.
And that’s when he spotted him.
The short boy with the delicious curves, sinfully swaying his hips to the beat of the music, throwing his hands up in the air and running them through his feathery hair. Harry’s world stopped for a minute when said boy looked over to him, his blue eyes full of mischief and a cheeky smirk forming on his lips.
Harry wanted that boy, wanted him badly, felt the desire to grab him and drag him out to the car and into the hotel and into the room and show him what he would be missing out on if he weren’t there with Harry, felt it so strongly in the pit of his stomach that his shoulders tensed and his breathing got a bit heavy.
He’s gonna get that boy.
Before he knew what he was doing, he strode towards the boy, gripping his waist from behind when he reached him and leaning in close to whisper in his ear. ‘’You do have quite some moves on you, babe, I’m impressed,’’ he spoke darkly and smoothly, earning a little chuckle from the smaller lad.
‘’Well, I’m glad you like my dancing, Mr. Styles,’’ of course he knew who Harry was, ‘’but at the same time, I’m offended that you’d think I’d be anything else but good with moving my body.’’ The boy winked at Harry cheekily, and okay, he wants to play? Hell yeah, let’s play.
‘’I’d never, trust me!’’ Harry chuckled lowly, before pulling the boy’s back closer to his chest, swaying their bodies slowly, whispering into his ear huskily, ‘’but why don’t you show me everything you can do?’’
A smirk appeared on his face when he felt the boy’s breath hitch, tightening his grip on his waist and moving their bodies together. After a few moments, the other lad started moving too, grinding his arse into Harry’s crotch and reaching up to grasp his hair, throwing his head back onto Harry’s shoulder
‘’Let me buy you a drink,’’ Harry said after a bit of dancing, it wasn’t a suggestion or a question, it was a demand. ‘’What’s your name, babe?’’
‘’My name’s Louis Tomlinson and I’d very much like a drink,’’ Louis smiled at him mischievously, and they both made their way over to the bar, where Harry ordered himself a rum and coke, and a Mint Julep for Louis.
‘’We’ve known each other for barely ten minutes and you’re already spoiling me, eh?’’ Louis teased when they were seated in a booth, taking a sip of his drink, and Harry only chuckled.
‘’What can I say? I like spending money on pretty boys with delicious bodies, you know.’’
Louis raised his eyebrows as he watched Harry drink his rum and coke, his lips shiny because of the liquid. And he couldn’t believe he was sitting there, downing drinks with The Harry Styles.
Louis obviously knew who he is, even a fan of the band, and he was on their concert that night. He never would have thought that he’d meet Harry in a random club in an ugly city, but he didn’t complain. Also, spending a night with the drop dead gorgeous male didn’t sound too bad, so what if Louis had to be a bit of a slutty tease? It’d pay off in the end.
‘’Oh, is that so?’’
‘’Yes, indeed.’’
‘’Well, then I think I should show you how much I appreciate the compliments, the drinks,’’ Louis smirked, moving closer to Harry and putting a hand onto his thigh slowly. Harry smirked back, his hand sneaking behind Louis to sit at his lower back.
‘’And how would you want to do that?’’ he asked huskily, leaning in enough so that Louis could feel his hot breath on his neck. Louis raised his hand to Harry’s chest, playing with the three necklaces, making the crucifix there jiggle.
‘’How about,’’ Louis traced the chain of the necklace, leaning in so he could whisper into Harry’s ear lowly, ‘’you take me back to your hotel, so I can show you.’’
Harry felt his breath hitch at Louis’ words, and he couldn’t fucking wait to take the boy back to his hotel and ruin him in every way possible. He cleared his throat and nodded shortly, taking Louis’ hand and standing up.
‘’We better get going, then,’’ he said and Louis laughed, God that laugh, following him out. They walked out through the backdoor to a car, Paul standing beside it, eyeing the boy on Harry’s arm skeptically.
‘’We’re going back to the hotel, tell the others so they don’t worry,’’ Harry requested, and with a nod Paul opened the door for the young boys, closing it when they were inside. Louis noticed that there was some sort of tinted glass separating them from the driver, and he was suddenly very glad he couldn’t be seen.
As soon as the car started driving, Harry’s hands were on Louis’ hips, pulling him closer so he could smash their mouths together.
He immediately swiped his tongue over Louis’ bottom lip and when the other boy opened his mouth, their tongues mashed together perfectly, exploring each other’s mouths hungrily. Harry pushed himself closer to Louis, making the blue eyed boy arch his back, moaning into Harry’s mouth when he felt hands at the front of his trousers.
‘’You look absolutely fabulous in these, but I can’t wait to get you out of them,’’ Harry whispered shakily, reuniting their lips and smiling as he felt Louis’ hands in his hair. They continued their heated make- out session, kissing and feeling each other up, until they felt the car come to a stop, they had arrived at the hotel.
‘’Listen, there are a few paps outside, waiting to take pictures,’’ Harry tried to explain softly, his breath still labored. Louis looked at him a bit alarmed, he absolutely forgot about the paps.
‘’What do you mean, don’t you have bodyguards with you? Harry, I can’t-‘’
‘’Shh babe, listen to me! Just stay calm, okay? Take my hand and keep your head down. They won’t get quality pictures of you like that, okay? You alright with this?’’ Harry suddenly cared about the boy’s safety and well- being, when he saw how panicked Louis was he needed to make sure that Louis was absolutely okay.
Louis breathed in deeply and nods, closing his eyes for a moment before pecking Harry’s lips softly. ‘’Okay, yeah, I trust you,’’ he said quietly and Harry exhaled, kind of relieved. When the driver opened the door, Harry and Louis got out of it quickly, Louis staying a bit behind Harry and hiding his face in the taller man’s broad shoulder.
‘’Harry, Harry, is that your new boyfriend?’’
‘’Harry, who’s that guy there?’’
Questions were being yelled at them and camera lights were flashing, but Harry didn’t let that bother him, instead he just concentrated on getting Louis into the hotel as quickly as possible.
When they finally got into the hotel and the elevator, Harry stopped to check if Louis was alright. ‘’Hey, you okay? I know it was a bit too much, and I’m sorry, shouldn’t have let you-‘’
‘’No!’’ Louis quickly interfered, ‘’No, it’s okay. I knew what I was getting myself into, I just forgot for a moment. So what if I’m on a magazine cover with you tomorrow, who cares? Well, except your fans, but they’ll be more jealous of my bum than the fact that I got to hold your hand, no biggie.’’
Harry let out an easy laugh and pulled Louis closer, kissing him softly, before exiting the elevator when they arrived on the sixth floor. They walked to Harry’s room quietly and as soon as they were inside, Louis pushed Harry against the door, kissing him feverishly and grinding his hips into the other man’s.
‘’Now, let me show you my gratitude, Mr. Styles,’’ Louis purred as he sank to his knees, and fuck, him calling Harry ‘Mr. Styles’ shouldn’t have been that hot, but damn, it was.
The boy skillfully opened Harry’s trousers and slid them down his legs, gasping at the huge bulge before him. He gripped Harry’s cock through his boxers, stroking and kissing it through the material, enjoying how the younger boy let out delicious moans. When he felt Harry was completely hard, he pulled down his boxers and let his beautiful massive prick spring out. Louis licked his lips and began kissing Harry’s length, licking up and down along the shaft and sucking at the tip, hard.
‘’Ugh, babe,’’ Harry moaned above him, letting one hand trail into Louis’ hair, gripping it tightly, not pushing but just holding. His other hand went up his own shirt, slowly caressing his toned stomach and occasionally pinching his nipples, making him gasp. Louis now had Harry’s cock in his mouth completely, sucking and licking as best as he could. He took him down without struggle, and Harry was really impressed, it seemed like Louis had no gag reflex at all.
Harry groaned loudly as he felt Louis suck on his balls while stroking his cock, biting on the skin lightly and taking them into his mouth. ‘’Yeah baby,’’ Harry breathed out, pushing Louis’ head closer to his crotch, ‘’just like that… Yeah, suck these balls, fuck…’’ He closed his eyes and threw his head back, hitting the door. At this point, he didn’t care who was outside and who could hear him, he just wanted Louis’ mouth on his cock forever. He felt his stomach tighten with the feeling of absolute pleasure, and he knew he’d come soon.
That’s when Louis pulled off, taking Harry’s dick into his hand and stroking slowly, but firmly. ‘’You close?’’ he asked, and fuck, his voice was so raspy from getting his mouth fucked, and Harry felt himself even closer to his climax.
The only thing he could do is nod and let out a low grown, his words stuck in his throat. Louis only chuckled and kissed his tip again, tugging at Harry’s dick faster.
‘’You wanna come on my face? Or in my mouth? You can choose, babe,’’ Louis teasingly asked and Harry moaned brokenly, opening his eyes and looking down at Louis. Louis, who was on his knees for Harry, who looked so pretty with his shiny lips and swollen mouth, who had his hand on his crotch, palming himself firmly.
‘’Let me- let me come on your face, yeah,’’ Harry gritted out, grabbing Louis’ hair and pulling him back, holding him in place as he started to jack himself off, fast and hard and filthy, before he spurted his hot semen onto the older boy’s face, moaning brokenly and suppressing a low shout. Louis’ name falling off his lips in a quiet moan, he jerked his cock through his orgasm.
Louis was amused by how heavily Harry was breathing, and they hadn’t even started properly. ‘’I hope we’re not done here, Mr. Styles, I must say I was expecting a bit more,’’ Louis teased in a light voice as he wiped the come with his fingers and stuck them in his mouth, thinking he could play games with Harry. Oh how wrong he was.
Harry looked down at him with dark eyes, a wicked smirk on his sinful lips.
‘’You’re in for a treat, then, princess,’’ he growled before surging forward and smashing his mouth into Louis’, fucking his tongue past the other boys’ lips. Quickly, he kicked off his jeans and his hands easily found Louis’ waist as he pulled hi to his feet and walked them back towards the large hotel bed, pushing him roughly onto it as they got there.
He got on top of the lad and immediately started kissing and sucking on his neck, probably leaving a few bruises. But fuck if he cared. Louis was his for the night.
‘’Gonna give it to you so good, baby,’’ Harry rasped into Louis’ ear as he bit licked the lobe, enjoying the filthy moans escaping from Louis’ lips.
‘’Harry…,’’ he moaned loudly, pulling at the other boys’ curls, shifting so they were face to face and kissing him hotly. Harry pulled away to take his shirt off, exposing his toned body to Louis, who sat up and started kissing down Harry’s torso. He licked a stripe up from his navel to his collarbones, nibbling and sucking at the skin there, biting into it and exhaling shakily at the low moan Harry released. He straightened up so he and Harry were kneeling on the bed, right in front of each other, and pecked Harry’s lips quickly.
‘’Now the whole world will know what the boy you took up to your hotel room did to you,’’ Louis smirked and Harry chuckled, attacking his lips again.
As they were making out, Harry’s hands wandered to the hem of Louis’ shirt, grabbing it and quickly pulling it over his head before reuniting their lips.
He ran his hands all over Louis’ body, his torso, his arse, his crotch.
‘’You’re so hot Lou,’’ Harry gasped against his lips, ‘’can’t wait to wreck that little body of yours.’’ Louis whimpered quietly and grinded into Harry’s hand further, moaning at the friction. He quickly undid his trousers and pulled them off along with his pants, leaving him naked, just as Harry was.
‘’I wanna do so many things to you, you have no idea,’’ Harry growled as he tossed Louis onto the pillows and hovered over him, taking his hard cock in his hand and jerking him off while biting at the other boys’ nipples. Apparently, Louis was having none of it. ‘’Fuck me already, need you inside me,’’ he panted and Harry obliged with a smirk, getting the lube out of the beside drawer and slicking up his fingers, circling Louis’ rim with one.
‘’So how about you let me hear you beg one last time before I give it to you, huh?’’ Harry smirked while teasing Louis’ hole, making him squirm and moan. ‘’Don’t be a dick, c’mon,’’ Louis whined and tried to push down a bit, getting pinned to the bed by the hips immediately after.
‘’None of that,’’ Harry growled impatiently, ‘’beg a bit, be a good boy!’’
Louis let out a breathy chuckle at Harry’s demand and pulled the boy down for a kiss, licking into his mouth skillfully, before whispering, ‘’Please baby, give it to me hard, just like I know you can. Prep my little hole for your huge cock and pound into me till people start complaining,’’ and okay.
Harry was so ready to wreck the boy beneath him, pushing two fingers in at once and thrusting slowly first, then picking up his pace.
‘’Love the burn,’’ he faintly heard Louis whisper, and he sped up his thrust and scissored his fingers inside of the boy, relishing in the way the other lad moaned and squirmed.
‘’Think you’re ready now?’’ Harry whispered into his ear while biting his earlobe gently, kissing the spot behind his ear.
‘’Yes, ugh, please… Harry- ah fuck!’’ Louis’ begging was interrupted by Harry, who quickly thrust deep into him at once, not even giving the smaller lad time to adjust.
He pounded Louis hard, going slow and deep in between, and suddenly thrusting hard again. The older lad pulled him down to reach his neck, kissing and nibbling on it, and Harry’s hands clenched in the pillow Louis’ head was on as Louis found the sweet spot on his neck.
‘’You’re so good, baby,’’ Harry whispered into his ear, ‘’so nice and tight for me, so loud and sexy. God, I can’t get enough of you.’’
Louis felt he was close to release, quickly stuttering that out to Harry.
‘’It’s alright baby, you can come. Come for me, Lou.’’
As Harry gripped his cock and gave three particular hard thrusts, Louis couldn’t hold it anymore and let go, spilling between their bodies. His body shook and the goosebumps on his skin appeared, but the only thing he could concentrate on was Harry as he came, his lips swollen and cheeks cherry red.
‘’Oh, fuck,’’ Harry exclaimed as he collapsed on top of Louis, hugging him tight and resting his head on Louis’ chest. Louis’ fingers found a way into Harry’s hair, playing with it while his breathing slowed.
‘’Don’t,’’ Louis whispered as Harry was about to roll off of him, ‘’stay inside for a little, like the feeling of your heavy cock in me.’’
He smirked when he heard Harry groan, his grip tightening around Lou’s waist.
‘’Stop, ‘r gonna make me hard again.’’ Harry mumbled, leaning up to kiss Louis’ lips chastely.
‘’Night, Harry Styles.’’
‘’Goodnight, Lou baby. Sleep well.’’
And yeah, you could say Louis hasn’t slept that well in what felt like months.
X
The next morning wasn’t as awkward as Louis thought it would be.
When he woke up first, he was a bit startled because he had no clue where he was and how he got there, but feeling a heavy arm and a little sting in his arse he remembered last night’s events. And if that didn’t make a smirk appear on his face, no idea what else did.
He turned around quietly and saw Harry still sleeping and, holy motherfucking shit, he had had sex with Harry Styles. The Harry Styles. Leadsinger of the band Lover Undercover, a real flirt, Jesus Christ, known and adored worldwide.
And well, Louis got to see his cock.
Which.
Yeah, makes him really happy. Makes his fucking day, in fact.
He reached out and began tracing Harry’s jaw with his pointer finger, slipped his hand into the curls and pulled him in for a kiss, morning breath be damned.
Naturally, Harry woke up, and naturally, he kissed Louis back.
‘’Morning, sunshine.’’ He rasped in his sleepy voice, pecking Louis’ lips once again and pulling him closer to his body.
‘’Oh, pet names it is now? Didn’t know we were that far yet,’’ Louis grinned but let himself be pulled in regardless. He cuddled into Harry’s chest, hearing the soft rumble of Harry’s chuckle.
‘’I was inside you last night, I doubt we have to talk about how far we are at any point,’’ Harry pointed out and, yeah. He was indeed inside of Louis, if Louis’ stinging arse is anything to go by.
And Louis totally didn’t flush red at the mention of the amazing sex they had. No he didn’t.
‘’I better get going,’’ Louis rasped, clearing his throat before sitting up and looking for his phone in his jeans pocket. He had to call Zayn to pick him up.
‘’Why?’’ Harry asked behind him, Louis could practically hear him pouting, tracing nonsensical lines on Louis’ back. When Louis finally found his phone, he quickly sent Zayn a text with the hotel’s address and a desperate pick me up or ill fall in luv with a rockstar and theyre dangerous u know it while avoiding Harry’s unnecessary question.
‘’Well, I’ve got a life, and you’ve got a life- a pretty great one if I may add- and we both have to go on with it now. The sex was great, by the way,’’ Louis replied haphazardly while putting on his clothes, not too comfortable with the way Harry was staring at him from his spot on the bed.
Harry sat up in bed, the sheets still covering his private bits, and looked at Louis with furrowed eyebrows. ‘’Stay for breakfast at least? I don’t have much going on today, and maybe we could go again, since you’ve liked it that much.’’ The smirk he had on his face made Louis want to punch him as hard as he could. He didn’t, of course.
Louis rolled his eyes and looked over at the smirking jerk on the bed, and sighed deeply.
‘’How about I give you my number? And when you’re here again, you call me and then we can do this again, yeah?’’
‘’You’re not even from New York,’’ Harry stated, his smile not faltering.
Louis’ eyebrows furrowed. ‘’And why would you think that?’’
‘’The accent.’’
‘’What if I’ve moved here a while ago?’’
‘’You’d still have a somewhat American accent. I do, and I’ve been here for a total of three days. Can’t fool me, princess.’’ His smirk appeared again.
And okay. This kid was smarter than Louis thought he would be, Goddamn it. Good music, nice looks, loadsa money and very intelligent?
He had to get out of there quickly, or else he’d be damned.
‘’Alright, smartass, I’ll give you the number I use in England and you call me there, how about?’’
‘’Sounds good to me,’’ Harry said nonchalantly, but Louis knew he cared a lot about getting his number. He had to, for fuck’s sake, did you see Louis? He was sex on legs, he knew that, Harry would never be able to resist.
‘’Good, here you go,’’ Louis took Harry’s phone and quickly typed in his number, sending himself a text, saving Harry’s number and handing the phone back, ‘’call me when you miss me and can’t stand another second without my delicious arse.’’
Suddenly his phone started vibrating, the ID reading Harry Styles with a winky face, when he looked up Harry was looking at him with a smug expression on his face.
‘’You bloody wanker!’’ Louis yelled and jumped onto the bed, despite having his shoes on, grabbed a pillow and started hitting Harry with it. ‘’You’re impossible!’’ he screamed after a few hits.
Harry was trying to shield himself with his hands, he knew he could easily wrap his arms around Louis and throw him onto the bed beside him, but he had too much fun. ‘’You said I should call when I miss your arse, and that’s exactly what I did,’’ Harry laughed and after a few moments Louis broke out in laughter, too.
‘’Impossible,’’ Louis repeated and looked at Harry fondly. The boy truly was something else, Louis could tell after only a few hours with him.
The vibration of Louis’ phone interrupted the answer, and he checked to see that there was a message from Zayn, waiting outside for you tell me you didn’t do anything too stupid, and he sighed. ‘’My roommate is picking me up, I really have to go. But you have my number, yeah?’’
Harry nodded with a small smile.
‘’I’ll call you, don’t think I won’t.’’
‘’You’re like an overly attached boyfriend, Jesus Christ,’’ Louis scoffed and stood up, checking if he had his wallet with him before walking towards the door.
‘’We’ll see!’’ he heard Harry yell, and with a playful eyeroll and a small smile on his lips, he left the hotel room and made his way out.