These events are NOT happening every day, it's been three months since Louis started UNI, and two and a (maybe) half months since they became "official".

Over the past one and a half week this chapter has changed significantly....

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A hand, a hand gripping Louis' side is what woke him up. Soft lingering touches along his waist line, and soft lips being pressed against his shoulders caused the young man to slowly open his eyes, as he was met with a sleepy Harry looking at him, as he leaned down to kiss him once on the lips.

"Morning, love." harry spoke softly beside Louis' ear.

"Hi.." Louis mumbled shyly, glancing down, his eyes settling on Harry's bare chest. When he came to realize that, Harry was still naked, and then that he too was naked he blushed and raised his eyes back up. Harry felt how flustered Louis was, and he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

He burrowed his face against Louis' neck, pressing a fleeting kiss there. His hands on his waist, he pulled Louis closer to him, and Louis gasped as their bare lengths brushed up against each other. "We should probably get up." Louis mumbled out.

"We should.." Harry agreed, but his movements told that that was the last thing he wanted to do. Louis reached out to palm his hand against Harry's chest, barely covering up one of his tattoos, while Harry grinded his body against Louis'.

"H-Harry." Louis panted.

Harry pushed him back, so that he was lying on the bed and Harry was over him, sustaining himself up by his elbows that we're on either side of Louis. "Mine." Harry whispered, eyes scanning over the marks on Louis' neck, and chest, from the night before.

"Only, yours." Louis agreed, leaning up to kiss him on the lips.

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For being late in November, it was a beautiful day outside. Maybe it was because Louis wasn't used to such nice weather during this time of year, or maybe it was because of the fact that he gave himself up to Harry once more in the morning, with Harry whispering soft, and caring words against his ear as he came for him again. Either way, Louis felt incredibly happy, and it was seen clearly on his face.

"Hey, Lou!" a voice shouted behind him, Louis turned around at the voice and smiled softly. It was Niall, and behind him was Zayn, who was talking to a smiling Liam.

"Hi." Louis replied shyly.

"When's your birthday?" Niall asked.

"My birthday?" Louis asked confusedly.

"Yeah...you know the day you were born." Niall said laughing softly.

"Oh, yeah, sorry just, why?"

"So, I can get you something? Seriously what's up with you? You're off today." Niall exclaimed.

"oh...nothin-"

"I'll tell ya whats up, Harry finally fucked him." Zayn said.

Liam gasped, and Niall's eyebrows furrowed. Louis blushed a dark red and looked away, but he didn't deny it. "He didn't." Niall whispered. His eyes suddenly flashing an icy blue, he bit his lower lip, pulling his lip ring.

"Lou...he isn't serious." Niall asked.

"Look at him! He's got the after sex glow, bet he got fucked this morning too. Harry's such a bastard like that." Zayn said almost smugly.

"Why does it matter to you?" Louis finally managed to say.

"Oh, it doesn't. At least not yet-."

"ZAYN." Niall shouted. Zayn raised his hands in defense.

"Just saying." he muttered.

Niall's eyes flickered to Liam, "Watch it, cause you're not out of it either." he told him.

Zayn hummed in response. "Knew you'd give it up," he exclaimed after a moment.

"You don't know anything." Louis said.

Zayn smirked, "I know more than you think, come on Liam." and no later than those words were said he was gone.

"What is his problem?" Louis asked a quiet Niall.

"He's Zayn...you never answered my question." Niall told him. Louis' eyebrow rose, he still had more questions and knew Niall was changing the subject.

"December 24." Louis quietly responded.

At this Niall looked surprised, then a painful look came across him before it was gone, "Christmas baby." is all he commented.

"I guess..." Louis said, before he bring back the subject of Zayn, Niall was waving goodbye.

That was quite odd....

Pushing any question, and thought from his mind, he continued to walk across the campus to his following class. Refusing to let anyone, or anything get him down. He wasn't late to class in the morning, He had managed to make it back on campus with a few minutes to spare. Harry kissed him, and said they'd meet up at break hour, Louis now had one more hour to go, and he couldn't help but smile at the thought of getting to spend even more time with Harry.

"Heyyyyyy." an overly obnoxious voice said, that Louis knew too well and if he was being truthful really hated. He decided to ignore her voice and continued walking. "Hey, I was talking to you." the voice continued, and soon Louis was being pulled back to a secluded part of the hallway.

"what?" he asked, Alexa smiled and let him go.

"Louis, right?" she asked smiling, though it didn't reach her eyes.

"Yes?" he asked, starting to worry if he was going to be late, he's skipped out on a few lessons, but that was for Harry, and Harry was a complete different matter, he couldn't be late because of her.

"Yeah, whatever. I just want to tell you a few things, I know Harry will probably hate me, but I mean it's best you know right?" she said, her smile growing.

"Know what?" Louis asked, his attention perking up at the mention of Harrys name.

"Wow! You really are an innocent little fool aren't you?" she said almost laughing.

"I-I don't understand." Louis stammered out.

"Alexa! We are going to be late." a girl squeaked behind her. Alexa seemed almost furious she was interrupted, but she took a step back nonetheless.

"Harry knows how to play, Lou, and he's played you damn good by the looks of it." she said in a threatening tone.

"N-NO!" Louis shouted, fear bubbling in his tummy, she shook her head and laughed.

"To be as innocent as you...well seems like he took care of that didn't he?" she exclaimed, tilting her head to the side, a moment later another person shouted her name behind her.

"SHUT UP." he shouted, before she carelessly waved and was gone, disappearing into the growing crowds as kids hurried into their classrooms.

He gripped his bag tighter, and took the few steps left to get to his classroom, the professor was not in there yet, so he slipped into the back of the room unnoticed. He stared at the blackness of the computer screen in front of him, she was lying, Harry isn't using him, he isn't...he can't be.

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Louis was waiting by the stairs in front of the university building, he had been there for no more than two minutes before Harry showed up.

"Hey, love." Harry murmured.

"Who's number is this?" Louis blurted out, raising his phone which he had been intently staring at for the last two minutes. Harry peered at the phone, quickly reading over the message, his hands tightening by his sides and then looking at the actual number. His breath halting, he recognized that number and suddenly pure anger shot through him and he grabbed the phone.

Louis was taken aback, but he immediately got up, "Who's number is that?" he demanded again.

"I don't know." Harry muttered, Louis laughed out load, the happiness from this morning quickly disappearing.

"Give me your phone." he said instead. Harry glanced at him, taking a step back.

"You can't honestly believe this bull?" Harry inquired. "Here take it." he muttered, pulling out his black iPhone and passing it into Louis' hands. Louis stared at it, maybe longer than he should have, after more seconds of awkward silence he pushed it back into Harry's larger hand.

"I trust you. It's just...Alexa...and Zayn, why do they keep saying you're only using me?" Louis asked, letting out a soft sigh. "Why do they say that? Why won't they leave me alone?" he kept saying.

Harry swore underneath his breath, and brought Louis closer to him, tilting his head up so that their eyes met. "Don't listen to them, they're lying, I love you." he whispered, he leaned down to kiss Louis, but he turned away.

"They wouldn't say it unless there was a reason though." Louis mumbled out.

Harry was really getting tired of this, but he didn't say anything, not for a moment anyways. "Honestly Louis, you're still having these fucking doubts, why can't you see that what everyone else says doesn't matter? Why can't you see that the only thing that should matter to you is us? What I say, NOT what they say. You're still questioning us, and even...even after last night." Harry spoke out as he shook his head. "You want my phone? Take it! What else can I do Lou? I've done everything and you still don't believe me, what else can I do?" Harry sighed. "I didn't just fuck you, we made love and it was so perfect, just like you." he continued, and Louis was speechless, because he felt like shit.

Why do people have to make up rumors?

"If you don-"

Louis panicked as Harry pushed him away, quickly wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling him down for a kiss.

"I won't believe them." Louis said.

And even after every fucking sign that showed Harry was lying Louis chose to believe him.

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Later that night at Alexa's place.

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"If you fucking think whatever the hell you're saying to him is working, just don't even bother anymore." Harry shouted glaring at her.

"I don't know what you're talking about..." Alexa mused.

"This!" he exclaimed, throwing Louis' black phone at her.

"So? I was merely warning him." she shot back, shrugging it off.

"It didn't work, he doesn't believe you. Keep your fucking mouth shut." he sneered.

"Or what? Gonna get me kicked out of here like you did with Shane?" she shouted.

"Louis wasn't the reason he got kicked out." Harry told her.

"Sure curly." she said almost sarcastically.

"Just stay the fuck away from Lou. We've established I won the game, so I want nothing to do with you or your shit group of friends." he declared.

"Im not the only one to be taken account into your shit secret being exposed." she said dryly.

"Niall doesn't hav-"

"You sure about that? Cause last time I checked, you two fought over this situation not even two weeks ago." she laughed.

"Just stay the fuck away from him, I'll deal with Niall myself."

"Zayn? You know that guy and his big mouth." she said. But Harry was beyond done listening, he walked out of the room, and had barely made it to the front door before he heard her voice again. "Tell me how you did it this time, Styles. Can't have played the "you're my first" card again," She snarled, her eyes lighting up, "Did ya feed him the same bullshit you fed me? 'I love you', 'You're perfect', 'only yours', 'mine' bs." she continued, her voice wavering. But Harry didn't respond, her words meaning nothing to him.

"Maybe the reason you haven't dropped him like you've dropped all those others, is because you do have feelings for him, but your screwed up heart can't deal with true feelings."

Harry opened the front door, stepping through.

"And maybe, in the end, you'll be the one that gets to be emotionally screwed up, instead of him."

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The next morning, in Louis' dorm.

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He had a hard time sleeping, very hard time, maybe it was the absence of a pair of arms holding him, but for the past 10 hours he had stared at the ceiling lost in thought for 4 hours out of the 10. It was half past 7 when the door was knocked on. He didn't have to be up for another hour and a half.

Sneaking a look at Niall's bed, but realizing the blonde could sleep through a hurricane, (and would hate to be woken up any more than twenty minutes before his own class started) he got up and walked softly across the room to the door. He thought it was Harry, and he opened the door he wasn't surprised to see that it was a familiar, tall boy.

"Harry..." his name died on Louis' lips.

Though it really was a familiar, tall boy... he had no ink tattoos and his hair was slicked back, but with the same, familiar, dimples.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Harry's familiar voice shouted behind this shy replica, causing both him and Louis to jump at his cold voice.

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Who do YOU think will reveal it all to Louis?

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Much to be explained, but at least you know who sent the messages, do you know what (other than sex) Harry got/took from Louis that he might have lied about as well?

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