This chapter is dedicated to Yas_larry. You are amazing I lovr you. ♥️
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[Harry]

Oh shit!

Louis is coming over

What do I do!?!?

"Niall, what do I do??!! HE'S COMING OVER!" I screech.

"Oh god, Harry..." Niall walks out of the room while shaking his head at me.

I turn to look at the others and they are trying to sniffle their laughter, making me narrow my eyes at them.

"Yeah, yeah! Make fun of me, you bitches! Here, I'm freaking out about what to do because I don't want Lou to see me in this ugly attire." I say, pointing at my pyjama bottom which is red and long like Miranda Sings.

I glare at all of them and walk to the closet to find something better to wear. I finally find my favourite pyjamas which I thinks is really cute with some avocado prints on them.

I change into the pyjamas and check myself in the mirror. It looks quite girly, but as if I'm not wearing makeup already. The bottoms has a little pink bow on the waistband and is short enough to reveal my thigh tattoo and make Louis drool over me. Yeah, I'm kind of planning to seduce him.. give me a break, I'm still a teen and feel horny at times.

My eyes widened as I hear the door bell and start to panic. Oh my god, he's here! I run downstairs to see Perrie has already opened the door and let Louis in with... another girl?

Suddenly, he turns to look at me and smirks taking in my attire, making me blush under his hungry stare. The girl- Oh I remember her, she's one of his sisters, Andrea. She smiles at me and says something in Louis' ear making him smirk wider. Louis walks up to me and wraps his arms around my waist before kissing my lips.

"You look gorgeous. Can't wait to share your bed tonight." He whispers against my lips and let go of me.

"Hi, Harry!" Andy says as she takes a seat on the couch. "I hope you don't mind me being here. I saw him leaving so late at night and he looked kind of angry so I followed him. And that's how I reached here." She rolls her eyes while smiling. "And now I'm too lazy to drive back home."

"That's no problem at all. You can take a room for the night." I smile.

"Or you can share with me, Andy." Zayn smirks, crossing his arms, making Liam frown at him.

"In your dreams, you wanker." She says, flipping him the bird.

"Watch it, Zebra. That's my Sister you're talking to." Louis says through gritted teeth.

"Cool down, tiger. He's just teasing. He's way too gay for me anyway." Andrea says and everyone laughs including Liam who looks relieved.

"Fine. Whatever. Let's go to bed, I'm tired as fuck." Louis says, already walking upstairs.

"Someone's eager." Andy teases and Louis sticks his tongue at her, something I would never expect from the most dangerous person in the country, maybe he's a softie afterall.

I follow Louis upstairs and he stops in front of my bedroom door. Did I even tell him where my bedroom was? How does he know? He opens the door for me and I walk inside with a frown on my face.

"We have like eight rooms in this house, how do you know this is my bedroom of them all?" I ask, but instead of getting an answer, I get pinned to the now closed door of my bedroom.

"Does that matter?" He mumbles, kissing down my neck. It makes me go weak in the knees, but he holds me up by my waist.

"I kinda think-"

"No. It doesn't." He says and attacks my lips with his. I eagerly kiss back and tangle my fingers in his hair, moaning as his tongue grinds against mine.

This is so damn hot until I realize he's on his tippy toes to kiss me and I burst out laughing against his mouth.

He takes a hold of my curls and pulls on them hard, making me crane my neck upwards.

"What's so funny?" He asks, his lips brushing against my neck and I wanted to moan and laugh at the same time.

"You were on your tip toes, little one." I say, breathless and he grips my hair harder, making me let out a moan.

"It's not a good boy move to make fun of my height, baby." He whispers threateningly against my neck, giving the skin a harsh bite, making me moan louder.

"So, I'm being a bad boy, huh? What are you gonna do about it, Daddy? Spank me?" I ask, smirking down at him.

"Good idea." He says before letting go of my hair and pushing me harshly on the bed making me fall face first on the pillow.

Before I could register what's happening, my pyjama bottom are being pulled down exposing my panty clad bum. I hear a hitch of breath and turn my head to see Louis staring at my bum while biting his lips. That's when I realise that I'm wearing a black, lace panty with some criss cross pattern on the back. Louis traces the lace slowly with his index finger, making me shiver at the touch.

"Fuck! Baby, that's so hot. Explains why you have a VS bag in that corner." He says, pointing at a Victoria Secret bag beside the closet and I blush. "But I'm still gonna punish you. Wanna see this," he leans down and kiss my left ass cheek. "milky white skin turn rosy red. You gonna count baby." He demands and I nod before hissing in pain as he pinches my butt. "words."

"Yes, D-daddy. Sorry." I say.

"Count till 20." He says and I'm about to say 'yes daddy', but I feel a hard smack on my right cheek.

"O-one, Daddy." I gasp, stuck between moaning and wincing at the pain.

*Smack*

"Two, D-daddy."

*Smack*

"Three."

*Pinch*

"Daddy" I hiss.

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By twenty spanks, I have tears on my cheeks, bliss in my eyes, smile on my lips and Louis' handprints on my ass.

I hear a click, so I turn my head to see Louis with his phone in his hands, making it obvious that he took a picture of my ass.

"Idiot" I mumble under my breath, shaking my head at him beforeI feel another spank on my cheek which means he heard it.

"Sorry, daddy." I breath out before I realise that I'm hard in my panties.

"Want me to soothe this?" He asks, gliding his knuckles on the curve of my ass.

"Please, Daddy" I beg, hoping to get some cool cream, but I gasp. "Oh gOd!" I let out a high pitched moan at the feeling of his wet tongue on my hole, his thumb pushing the lacey material aside for his access.

He lets go of the panty with smack and starts kissing and licking my now red butt. As cool and soothing it feels, I honestly don't give two fucks about the pain on my cheeks, I just want to him to go back to the hole. Fuck, he's such a tease.

"D-daddy, pl-please." I whine.

"What do you want, Princess?" He asks, licking a stipe over my hole through the lace. I'm pretty sure he knows exactly what he's doing.

"..e-eat me out p-please, Da-daddy." I beg, gripping the sheets tighter if that's even possible.

"As you wish, my love." He gets his mouth back to my hole, again without removing my panties, but just pushing it away from my hole.

"Fuck, D-daddy! Shit! So good! Oh my god!" I become a moaning mess and push back more on his face.

His tongue is literally the most amazing and heavenly thing. He licks my hole in every way and every angle possible. I am already a mess when he suddenly, without any warning, slips his tongue in my hole and started tongue fucking me.

"Oh my fuck-ing ...Oh my... Holy Fuck..." I scream out, getting closer to my orgasm. I  bury my face in the pillow and start moving my hip in rhythm with his tongue.

"Lou..I'm-" I couldn't finish my sentence as I'm already spilling on the sheets.

Louis' tongue leaves my hole and I feel him fall beside me. I stay in the same position for a while, with my face buried in the pillow and my bum up in the air.

After coming down of my high, I tilt my head on the pillow to look at Louis, who's already looking at me with a fond smile on his lips. I blush and close my eyes, breaking the eye contact. I let my hip fall on the bed and relax before I feel a hand on my face, pushing the curls away. I open my eyes to see Louis still looking at me with the same smile.

"You're beautiful." He says, cupping my cheek and coming closer until our foreheads are touching.

I breathe out an inaudible 'thank you', not sure if he heard it, but being so close, maybe he did.

"Be mine." He says, caressing my cheek.

"I think I already confirmed that I'm yours?" I ask, blushing madly because I know exactly what he means, I just want to hear those words.

"I know, but like...Officially?.. I mean.. like... umm.. Oh, fuck it! Be my boyfriend, Harry." He says, looking a bit frustrated. "Please?" Oh wow, who could've thought that The Louis Tomlinson would say 'please' to get in a relationship. Like I said before, he's a total softie inside, no matter how hard he tries to look tough and intimidating.

"You've never done this before, have you?" I ask, giggling a bit at his nervousness.

"Never." He mumbles, glaring at me a little. "So?.." He asks and I see him biting his lip. Gosh, he's so nervous, it's so cute.

"So?" I ask, cheekily, teasing him at this point and he glares at me again.

The best thing about this moment is that we both are whispering as if we're telling each other our secrets that the world might hear.

"Dimples." He warns, but it sounds like a whine which makes me giggle.

"Kidding, kidding. Of course I'll be your boyfriend, silly." I smile and kiss his nose.

"I'm not silly." He pouts, looking so cute and innocent as if he isn't the one to kill people.

"Yes, you are. Silly. My silly boyfriend." I say kissing his lips lazily.

"Do you want me to help you with that." I ask, pointing at his boner.

"Nope." He shakes his head. "You're too tired. And I wanted to make you feel good. It was about you, not me." He smiles, booping my nose.

"You sure?" I ask.

"Positive. Come on now cuddle me, Hazzabear." He pulls me in his arms, but not before getting his clothes off and throwing them on the bedroom floor.

"Don't tell me that the most dangerous man in the country likes to cuddle." I tease, but rest my head on his chest, tracing his tattoos as he wraps his arms around my waist and shoulder.

"Maybe he does, but shush, the country doesn't has to know that." He whispers and I snicker at that.

"Night my Little, but dangerous boyfriend." I say and close my eyes.

"Good Night my giant, but sweet boyfriend." I feel him kissing the top of my head and I smile, feeling content.

"Harry?" I hear him whisper after a while, but I don't answer, pretending to be asleep.

"I care for you a lot." He says.

"A little too much." I hear after sometime.

But my heart skips a beat at what he says next, or what he whispers. Maybe he says it under his breath because I could've missed it if there was even a little noise in the room, but there isn't, so I hear it.

"Shit...maybe I love you."

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Hey.

Thoughts on this chapter?

So I need some advice...

I had this gf but she cheated on me with another guy. I liked her very much. I had also gifted her a bracelet that costed my six months saving which she didn't even gave back after breaking up with me but gave it to that guy. After our break up she was openly dating that guy. And used to give me such dirty looks whenever she saw me in the hallway like I was the one who cheated. Now, the guy she was dating, cheated on her. She was broken (or as she says). So she called me and apologized for what she did and asked me come back. But I just laughed and said "Payback is a bad bitch."(yes I quoted Demi). But she won't stop bugging me. She keeps saying sorry and I keep saying rude remarks.

So am I wrong and being too rude? Or is it fair? Is it what she deserves(like I think it is)?

Anyway please vote and comment if you like.

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