^^ Alexa . Credit to google images

I am gonna let you in on a little secret, dunno if you noticed but she's essential to this story.

See chapter 11 for a picture of Dylan! He's hot ;)

So thanks for 900 f'cking followers, as a gift have some slight smut at the end.

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{While Louis and Harry fixed things}

"F'cking ass isn't answering," Alexa screamed, throwing her phone making it shatter as it hit the opposite wall.

"Why are we still doing this?" her brother asked.

"Because, sweet brother, don't you want to get back at Harry for what he did to you?"

Her brother narrowed his eyes at the fact that Alexa brought the news back up.

"Yeah," he said in a steely voice. "But, you've been trying since school started, what's the big deal?"

"The big deal is, Harry hurt me, and I'm gonna f'cking hurt him where it hurts the most," she snapped back.

"Yeah explain the plan once more?" Her brother asked.

Alexa glared at him, "He cares about that Louis kid, it's simple enough. I don't know why that kid keeps running back- loves Harry probably," she made a disgusted face. "Love, like that stupid f'ck knows what love is. As if! You make the moves on Louis of course, you think he's fit don't you?" she asked.

"Yeah, make him my little b'tch," her brother agreed.

"Break them up, hurt Louis so badly he'll want to leave, and then Harry will know exactly how I felt when he left me,"

"And what if, Louis still runs back to him? Seems like Harry's done everything and the little twink still comes crawling back,"

Alexa stood up straight, a smirk growing on her lips. "He hasn't done...everything,"

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A week later
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Louis spent the rest of the Christmas week at Harry's. When Liam and Zayn finally came back on the 29, was when Louis finally went back to the flat he shared with Niall. He came back with Harry by his side.

When Liam finally answered Louis' text to get over to his flat, he tried to hide the surprise and anger on his face when he saw that Louis had Harry by his side.

"Hi," Louis said shyly, expecting Liam to break into a long rant about how Louis was making another big mistake (Niall had already given it to him right after he kicked Harry out for a few minutes before he left an hour before).

"Hey, Lou..." Liam said.

"I have a present for you," Louis told him, and he reached under his bed to grab the large wrapped present for liam.

"Oh, I-I have one f-for you too, y-yeah Zayn's bringing it up," Liam replied, giving him a warm smile.

Louis paled, "Zayn's coming?" If Louis had someone he could go without seeing that would be Zayn. What with his rude, obscene remarks, Louis didn't really like him. Though, he did put up for him only for Liam.

Throughout their small conversation, Harry had wrapped an arm around Louis' waist. Louis handed Liam the wrapped present, but Liam didn't have a chance to open it before the door was slammed open and a large box appeared.

"Next time, get him a pair of socks of something," the familiar voice behind it said. The box was set down, and Zayn looked up at them.

His eyes widened when he saw harry, before they landed on Louis and he smirked. "I CALLED IT!" He shouted. "Knew you couldn't stay away from him," he remarked. "It's like his d'ck is calling your name,"

"Zayn," Harry said in a warning tone.

"What?" Zayn asked innocently, coming to Liam's side and placing a kiss on his cheek. "It seriously is like Harry's d'ck is calling your name," Zayn said turning to Louis.

"Shut up," Harry growled.

"Lou, are you sure about this?" Liam remarked.

"Yeah, I just- I can't be without him Liam," Louis replied. Liam nodded in an understanding way, and Zayn laughed, but it died on his lips when Liam glared at him.

"What? Fine. Come on Liam, we have a date with our bed," Zayn announced grabbing Liam's hand an pulling him away. Liam was blushing and he barely waving goodbye at Lou.

"Did they really just get back?" Lou asked, standing up to grab the rather large box from where Zayn dropped it beside the doorframe.

"They got back last night...but Zayn's never really been patient when it came to- yeah," Harry replied.

"Ha, of course," Louis muttered, decidin to place the present by his drawers and open it later. "A while ago, Liam said...that Zayn had told him about the little game you guys had. Because, they were already a thing and Zayn didn't want to hurt Liam," Louis mumbled, standing up straight and meeting eyes with Harry.

"He did?" was all Harry said.

"Yeah, when I found out- about you, I called him up and he thought that you had told me, that you had confessed,"

"Oh,"

"You don't have anything to say?" Louis demanded.

"What is there left to say?" Harry snapped. "I already told you everything, yes. It's a simple game where Zayn and I try an see who's the first to get one of the new nerds in bed? He chose Liam and I chose you. If he saw a way around it to not lie to Liam was because he cared. I tried telling myself that you were just another meaningless f'ck, and for a long time I believed it. I'm sorry lou, I should have told you, I never should have done that. I regret every moment that I lied to you, I'm sorry. I will try never to hurt you again, but damn please don't bring it up again, because very time you do you get the saddest face ever, and it breaks my heart over and over again knowing I was the one that hurt you,"

Louis brought his hands to his face, why did Harry say things like that? Why did Harry make him feel like this?

Harry stood up and walked over to louis, he grabbed his chin, tilting his head up. Louis reached up and cupped Harry's cheeks. He stood up on his tiptoes, and connected their lips. Harry's hands trailed down Louis' sides, and Louis' wrapped his around Harry's neck, pulling him down.

Harry pushed Louis back against the wall, Louis gasped as his back bumped against it. And yeah they haven't really gotten this far since that first day when they made up, but with every touch Harry had Louis' skin on fire. Louis gasped, feeling Harry's hands on the curve of his ass. Harry pulled back, a smile playing on his lips. He kissed Louis neck, "so responsive," he murmured when Louis whimpered.

Louis tried regaining his breath, in wonder of why Harry could make him so breathless with so little while Harry smiled at him warmly. His green eyes cast to the side and they narrowed slightly. Harry raised one hand, to the top of the drawers and when he lowered it, it was because he had a book in it.

Louis glanced at it, and when he realized exactly what book it was his eyes widened. It had gold edges, and when Harry flipped the pages, a note fell out, the page where that note was there was also a long ago withered rose. "Harry don't," Louis muttered, making a grab for the note but Harry beat him to it.

The note;

Dear Louis,

I know you have been through a rough time with Harry. I know I can treat you so much better, if only you give me a chance. Harry can't treat you right, but I know I could.

Harry finished reading the card, his voice emotionless with every word. "Did you say yes?" was all he said at the end.

"What? Yes of course I said, that's why you're here and he isn't!" Louis remarked indignantly.

Harry slammed his hand against the wall near Louis' head. Louis didn't flinch, used to Harry's jealousy by now, he just stared back at him.

"You will never talk to that stupid f-ck again," Harry said muttered, his voice low and deliberate.

"Excuse me!" Louis demanded, beginning to shake his head at Harry's ridiculous demand. Yeah, he didn't see Dylan like that but that didn't mean he didn't want to be friends with him. Maybe before Louis would have listened to harry, but no- he wasn't going to listen to him now. He was not gonna give in so easily to Harry ever again.

"I think we had this discussion harry, I can talk to whoever I want. You are not the boss of me! He is my friend. I WILL TALK TO ANYONE THAT I WANT. YOU DO NOT CONTROL ME. DO NOT TRY TO CONTROL ME. I have taken all your bs and have trusted you over and over again, now it's your turn to trust me. Even if you dont, I'm still going to talk to him, and anyone else for that matter,"

"Still such a relentless big mouth," Harry remarked after a few minutes a dead silence. Louis didn't reply, still standing his ground. "How I have missed it so," Harry whispered. "Fine, have your little friend- if he tries sh-t he will regret it,"

Louis grumbled, shaking his head. Suddenly he remembered something, because fine if Harry was going to be an ass, Louis would be one back. "If everything was fake- who were those guys that always beat you up for the money?"

The smirk was wiped from Harry's face, and finally, "Some old friends,"

"Uh-huh," Louis mumbled, turning away from him.

"Hey Louis I just wanted to-" someone said, opening the door and walking in before either of the two could remark about the going situation.

Harry's arm wrapped around Louis' waist, as Dylan came to a stop in the front of the wide-open door. His eyes widened and he shook his head. "Seriously?" he let out a low whistle. "Damn lou, you sure know how to pick them,"

"Dylan- come on. I like you as a friend, that's it. I already apologised, I just- I can't be without him, please understand this," Louis tried to give an uplifting smile but failed pitifully.

"No, I completely understand. Watch your back Styles,"

"Is that a threat?"

"It's a promise," with one final glance at Louis, Dylan shook his head turning around and slamming the door forcibly behind him.

"Who the f-ck does he think he is?" Harry growled.

"Don't do something stupid," Louis said, fear hitting his heart at the idea of Harry getting hurt over him.

"He needs to know who you belong to,"

"Harry- stop with your controlling comments,"

"Fine, then he needs to know who you are with, and the only person you are in love with,"

Louis quirked up a small smile, his blue eyes meeting Harry's warming ones. "Who's that?"

"Me," Harry whispered, "I wont be controlling, I won't be anything you don't want me to be. Never again, I will only be yours and make you happy,"

"And I've only ever wanted to be yours," Louis took a deep breath, standing up on his tiptoes. His lips an inch from harrys. "I've missed you so much," he whispered, moving his hands to the front of Harry's jeans suggestively.

"You sure?" Harry breathed out. When it came to louis, he, himself was sure about anything, but Louis was his innocent cupcake, or he used to be anyways.

Louis slid Harry's zipper down, falling to his knees. He wasn't really sure about what he was about to do, but he knew he only wanted to do it to harry. His breath fanned lightly over Harry's boxers, "Yes," Louis answered.

Harry moaned, quickly sliding his jeans down to his knees, Louis looked up at him through his eyelashes and f-ck, yeah right innocent cupcake, he looked so sinful kneeling down in front of him.

"Lou, you sure?" Louis' response was an eye roll as he pulled Harry's boxers down, exposing his hardening d'ck.

Louis' eyes still widened at the sight of Harry's large d'ck. Even though he's seen it so many times already. Slowly he placed his lips around it, Harry threw his head back in a loud moan.

Louis looked up and met Harry's eyes, he reached his small hand up to grip what he couldn't fit into his mouth. He hummed around Harry's length and Harry lost it for a moment, the vibrations of Louis' mouth had him thrusting a little into it.

Louis pulled back sligtly, and Harry whimpered, "Sh-t I'm sorry babe,"

Louis didn't stop though, and one small nod from him had Harry gripping his hair. Harry watched Louis' face for any warning that he should stop but all Louis did was wink back at him and take him deeper into his mouth, and f-ck how could Louis fit so much?

Harry decided not to push his luck by teasing louis,saving that for some other day. He felt Louis' warm tongue brush against his thick c-ck and he could only hold for so long when it came to someone as beautiful as his innocent Lou doing something so obscene.

"Babe I'm c-coming," Harry moaned out, and his eyes widened at the fact that Louis didn't pull away and stand up. No instead Louis pulled back just enough for the tip of Harry's d-ck to be brushing against his pink lips.

Harry came uttering Louis' name. His come covered Louis' mouth, and cheeks and Louis tongue poked out and licked it in wonder. His nose scrunching up at the taste, but he still kept going.

Harry watched him in wonder, how the f-ck did he get so lucky?

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