Let's Be Friends (Larry Stylinson) One Shot

*A/N: Honestly, this one shot sucks, lol. A bit of smut as well, which is prudey.. I apologize, smut & I don't mix well! But still, I hope you enjoy. Btw, inspired from 'Let's Be Friends' by Emily Osment.*

Harry is the rich player of the school. Louis is the shy new kid with a girlfriend. Harry wants Louis and Louis is just confused. During a party will Harry finally get what he wants? ;)

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Friday Morning

Harry arrived late in the morning in his fancy car. His curls in a disarray.

He had one mission, and one mission only. To charm and shag Louis Tomlinson.

There was no real motive behind it. He just thought he'd be a great fuck.

Harry winked at few freshmen on his way in and they squealed. He smirked at their responses and walked straight to his locker.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted Louis, who just started at his school 3 months ago, talking to his girlfriend Eleanor. He started to eavesdrop.

"So are you coming to my party tonight?" Eleanor asked with a small smile.

"Of course, love." Louis replied. "Just try to stay sober tonight?" He weakly smiled.

Eleanor laughed and pulled on his shirt a bit. "I'll try hard, boo."

With a smile of satifaction on his face, Louis pecked her lips softly before walking off to his class.

Harry rolled his eyes. He knows Eleanor too well. She wouldn't give up alcohol even for one night. She's always drunk. He once dated her for a month. Couldn't stand her.

Harry shut his locker then walked up to her. "Having another party, El?"

Eleanor smiled with a smirk. "Fuck yeah! You better get your skinny ass there! It won't be a party without you!"

Harry smirked, "Of course it wouldn't be. That's just what makes me amazing."

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "Don't get too cocky, Harry. Well gotta head to class. Ta ta!" She blew him a kiss then walked off.

"Drunk crazy bitch..." Harry muttered under his breath before walking off himself.

That Night

Eleanor's house was packed with people.

Half of them were already drunk and couples made out on anything comfortable.

Louis walked up the driveway into the garage where Eleanor sat laughing with a bunch of her friends. He frowned at the vodka she had in hand.

"El, I thought you promised me you were gonna stay sober tonight."

Eleanor rolled her eyes. "Hey babyyy." She slurred and sloppily kissed his lips.

Louis cringed from the strong taste of the vodka. "Geez, El. Had to pick a stronger vodka?"

Eleanor rolled her eyes again. "Whatever, Louis." Standing up, she left the room. Her friends followed.

Sighing, Louis walked into the house. He looked around at the crazy, drunk class mates of his, feeling out of place.

Harry was talking to a couple of friends, beer in hand. He saw Louis come in then politely detached himself from the conversation.

He made his way over to him. He smiled, "Hey Louis, right?"

Louis looked at him with his curious blue eyes. "Um, yeah."

"I'm Harry, I saw you standing around alone." He looked around. "I thought you'd be with Eleanor or something."

Louis swallowed, "Uh... yeah.. I was suppose to but... she's drinking with her friends so.."

"So you're just gonna let her ruin your fun?" Harry finished. "Mate, come on. Loosen up a bit. Drink and have a blast, yeah?"

Louis bit his lip. He wasn't usually the one to go and drink.

But something about Harry made him snap...

He smiled, "Alright."

Harry smiled back and he led him over to the kitchen where all the drinks were.

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One drink turned into three.

Three turned in six.

Six turned into nine.

By midnight Louis and Harry were drunk.

Harry leaned over to whisper to Louis. "Do you want to go somewhere private?" He asked huskily.

Louis shivered from the cool breath on his ear. The scent of alcohol was clearly in the air. But Louis still found himself agreeing.

Harry swiftly took his hand and led him upstairs to Eleanor's parents' room, having to be in here multiple times.

Louis layed down on the bed, his eyes adjusting to the dark room.

Harry locked the door then made his way over to him. He tripped a bit falling ontop of Louis but caught himself.

Louis couldn't help but let out a giggle.

It was like a soft melody to Harry's ears. He felt himself smiling and leaning down slighty.

Their eyes locked suddenly.

Green met blue.

Harry was the first to lean in.

Their lips met, Louis gasped softly feeling a spark.

His lips parted a bit more letting Harry's tongue enter.

Their tongues danced, dominating.

Harry let out a small groan grinding his crotch onto Louis'.

Louis let out a soft moan while his hands went into Harry's hair, running through the soft curls.

Harry's arms wrapped around his waist pulling him closer. He deepened the kiss earning another soft moan from Louis.

Removing his hands from Harry's hair, his hands ran down Harry's clothed chest aggressively.

Harry pulled away from the kiss leaving light kisses on his neck. "You're so hot..."

Louis let out a shiver from the vibrations his lips sent on his neck. He flipped them over so he was on top with Harry in between his legs.

He tugged at the hem of Harry's shirt, lightly nipping at his neck.

It was enough to drive Harry crazy, though.

Harry pulled his shirt off then pulled Louis' without confirmation. He put his hand behind Louis' head gribbing his hair tightly & pulling him down to meet his lips. From the simple touch left butterflies in his stomach.

10 minutes later they were naked, sweaty, their hands gripping tightly to each other's bodies, both moaning in pure pleasure, and moving together in unsion.

Harry's back muscles worked up a small sweat as he thrusted into Louis a couple times, some times a bit harder.

Louis whimpered slightly, then moaning aloud. "F-faster.." He moaned out.

Harry obeyed his request and quickened his pace.

Louis quickly met the thrusts and shuddered out a few louder moans.

Harry moaned then groaned feeling Louis' walls tighten slightly. "F-fuck.."

"H-Harry, i'm close..." Louis mumbled, moaning softly.

"Me too.." Harry grunted.

He went faster and pumped Louis' cock slightly.

"Cum for me, babe." He whispered into Louis' ear.

Harry tugged on Louis' earlobe slightly with his teeth, which was enough to make him obey the command. He came all over Harry's hand and on the bed sheets.

Louis panted slightly, groaning when he felt Harry go a bit faster before emptying himself into him.

Harry pulled himself out, laying down on his back trying to regain his steady breathing.

Louis crawled a bit over to him so he could wrap his arms around his waist and lay his head on his chest, snuggling into him.

And just like that, they fell asleep, too exhausted to move.

In the morning, Louis woke up with the worst hang over ever.

He groaned lifting up his head from the pillow.

He blinked his eyes from the bright light streaming through the windows. He noticed a piece of paper on the pillow next to him.

Louis,

I'm not sure if you remember much of last night. I don't really but I do remember you being a great shag. I'm preparing to offer you a little "arrangement." Let's be friends, yeah? Preferably, friends with BENEFITS. How's that sound? Let me know your answer later, doll face. (; My number's xxx-xxx-xxxx. xoxo - Harry Styles

And just like that, their little "arrangement" was in motion.

By Monday, everyone in the school knew of their hook up on Friday. Most of the school knew Louis agreed to be "friends" with Harry.

Not everyone was happy with it...

Eleanor walked up to Louis, who was at his locker. "Is it true?!" She yelled.

Louis flinched slightly from the sudden squeaky voice. "Is what true, El?" He asked.

She rolled her eyes. "You know what! Did you sleep with Harry fucking Styles on Friday night?"

"Does it matter? We're not even going out anymore, Eleanor." Louis said, slightly agitated.

"It basically means you cheated on me! How could you?!"

"Simple." Harry spoke up as he walked up to them. He slid an arm around Louis' waist. "I always get my way, sweetheart. Always."