[Harry]

I'm not surprised when Will tells me that he doesn't have a car. Obviously! He's an orphan, after all.

As we both enter my house, I see Dad on the couch reading something on the laptop and judging by the clink of the spoons, mum must be in the kitchen.

"Hi, dad." I walk to the couch and sit beside my dad before taking a look at the laptop and see Louis' picture on the top of an article.

"Hi, son. And you are?" He asks Will who is looking down, still standing a little away from the couch.

"Hi, sir. M-my name is W-william. I'm.. uh.. Harry's friend." Will says coming forward and shaking my dad's hand. I gesture for him to sit on the couch beside me and he does.

"What are you looking up about Louis, dad?" I ask, curiously.

"Just... Some things I didn't knew before. Like... His full name is Louis William Tomlinson. Didn't know the middle name." He states and I feel Will tense beside me.

"Uh.. I already knew it, dad." I say.

"You did!?" He asks, shocked that knew Louis' middle name before he did.

"Yeah!" I grin. "I also know Mark Tomlinson isn't his biological dad. His real dad is dead. Anyway, I don't know his name."

The thing I find strange is, the more I'm talking about Louis, the more Will is getting tensed. And that is really worrying me.

"That's what I was looking for." My dad says. "His dad's name was Troy Austin. And I know him. He was a Drama teacher and your mum and I were investigating when he was murdered in-"

"Washroom! May I know where's the washroom, please?" Will abruptly gets up.

"Go straight through the hallway and take a left." My mum says, coming out of the kitchen while wiping her hands on the apron.

"T-thank you." He says and walks away, faster than usual.

"Is he always like that? Or did you find it strange as well?" My dad furrows his eyebrows as he looks at the way Will disappeared in.

"I don't know." I whisper. I sometimes do find his behaviour a bit strange, so I can't say it's the first time, especially when anyone is talking about Louis.

"What's his name again?" He asked.

"William Austin." I tell.

"Hmm... Okay." He furrows his eyebrows and immediately looks at the laptop screen, thinking deeply.

I get up and go towards the bathroom that Will went in. I knock on the door and hear a small 'one sec' in return. After a moment, Will comes out and we walk upstairs to my room.

"That's so cute." He giggles at the fairy lights on the wall above my bed. Now, that is the best sound I have ever heard.

We settle down on the bed after my mum brings us cold drinks and cookies.

"So let's start with the questions. Let's do it like 20 questions." I suggest and he nods as he can't speak with the cookie in his mouth.

"Alright. When was the last time you screwed up, but no one found out?" I wriggle my eyebrows and he laughs.

"Last night!" He says but then the colour of his face drains as if he wasn't supposed to say that. "You?" He smiles tightly, trying to play it cool and I contemplate whether I should ask him about it or not.

"Remember, Niall said someone stole his four packs of M&M in the morning?" I make a goofy face and he grins mischievously.

"Sneaky! Where are those?" He asks and I pull the M&Ms from my bag before giving him some.

"Okay, next. What would you name your boat if you had one?" He asks.

"Hmm... I'd rather have a ship and name it Larry." I say, thinking about how Niall had said he shipped Louis and I and our ship name was Larry.

"Why?" He ask and I just shrug. "Okay. I'll name mine White Snake. Obviously."

What!? Does he even realize he's talking about the most dangerous underworld gang in the world?

"Why?" I ask and he bites his lip before answering.

"Read that name in the newspaper this morning, thought it was cool." He says with a shrug.

"It's the name of Louis Tomlinson's dad's mafia gang." I state and just like all the times before, he tenses a little at Louis' name. "Have you ever met Louis? I feel like you know him." I ask straight away and he tenses even more.

"Uh.. um.. I don't know him.. obviously.. Just saw him in a club where Zayn had dragged me to once and he got into a fight with someone and.. it was scary. So much blood." He says, stuttering and gulping. "Don't like blood." He whispers and my heart breaks for the boy.

"I'm so sorry, Boobear." I say and he shakes his head.

"No it's okay. It's just that I had seen him and he looked so scary... my mind just goes back to all the blood when I even hear his name." He says with a shaky voice and I decide to change the subject.

"Okay..let's not talk about it then." I say and he nods. "So, the next question is... What would break the internet?" I ask.

"The picture of your tattooed body covered in a pink lace top." He grins at my now red face.

"How did you-" I gasp.

"Zayn. He follows you. RavenZ." He grins and I gasp louder.

"What!? It was him? That Bitch!" He just laughs at my reaction, throwing his head back like a little kid.

"Anyway. I kinda love your tats. Any special meanings behind them?" He asks and I smile.

"Thanks. Yeah, well some of them have meanings and some of them are just.. um complementary to.. uh.. Louis' tattoos." I say, cautious to say the name and also blushing in embarrassment.

"What!? Really? Can I see them?" His face lights up.

"Um.. Sure." I say as I remove my shirt. "See. I have this ship for his compass, anchor for his rope, rose for his dagger, cage for his birds, a heart for his arro-"

I stop speaking as I see the way Will is staring at my naked torso. His gaze is intense as he licks his lips and without thinking twice, I lean forward, placing my hand on his cheek while caressing it. He places his hand on the back of my neck and pulls me closer. Our lips are only a few inches apart, our noses rubbing against each other and as soon as our lips touch, someone clears their throat.

Great! Fucking Great!!

"Sorry about the interruption, boys." Mum smirks as she leans at the door frame and crosses her arms, not looking sorry at all.

"Well, your smirk shows how sorry you are, mum." I groan as I wear my shirt back on.

Mum just laughs and sits on the bed as Will goes back to reading the books... though he wasn't reading them before.

"So Will, tell me about you, darling. What does your parents do?" Mum asks.

"Umm.. actually.. Mrs. Styles, I'm an orphan." Will looks down.

"Which orphanage did you grew up in, love?" She questions.

"Umm.. Holmes Chapel Orphanage."

"And how did you get your last name then?"

"I don't know. People there said it was my name so..."

"Hmm.. Where do you live now?" She inquires further.

"Street 27."

"Really?! Do you know about what happened there last night?" She raises her eyebrows.

"Uh.. N-no." He furrows his eyebrows.

"Well nine people were killed there last night. And we think it was White Snakes. We think Louis Tomlinson was there and he killed those people." She informs, her gaze hard on Will.

"Oh. O-okay?" Will bites his lips.

I see mum looking at Will suspiciously, making him uncomfortable. I don't like it. I don't like seeing him like that.

"Mum!" I glare.

"Oh. I'm sorry, hunny. Did I make you uncomfortable? Was just trying to get to know you." She said.

No mum. You were not. You were fucking interrogating him. I wanted to scream but then she leaves the room.

"I'm sorry about her, boo. You know she's a lawyer, so she gets too professional sometimes." I try to reason.

"It's okay, Haz." He smiles.

"No, boo. I know it's not okay. I saw how uncomfortable you were getting. She should've been polite. She shoul-"

I am cut off by his lips coming in contact with mine. I widen my eyes and it takes me a moment but I soon I close them and kiss him back. Our lips mould perfectly as they move in a sync with each other. He tangles his hands in my hair and mine grips his waist, feeling the skin underneath his shirt. I am shocked when his tongue fights mine for dominance and he wins. He pulls at my hair, making me groan while his tongue roams every inch of my mouth.

I don't even realize that I'm straddling his lap until he moans in my mouth as I roll my hip. We pull apart, breathing heavy and he smiles before connecting our lips again. I tug on his shirt and he freezes, making me pull back and frown.

"What? Did I do something wrong? I'm so sorry if I did." I rush, feeling guilty and confused.

"No, no.. it's just that.. uh.. I don't wanna take my shirt off.. not ready yet. Please?" He almost pleads with his brown eyes and I just peck his lips again, trying to assure him. He won't have to do anything that he's not ready for.

"Okay." I smile.

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Two Of Us music video!!!
Jfssgjdjjdkfd!!!!!! 😱😱😱

Louis playing a piano!!!
Aaaaaaaahhhh!!!!!! 😵😵😵

Excuse my behaviour 😳

*takes deep breath*

Okay...

What do you think of the chapter?

Are Anne and Des getting suspicious? 😓😓

Harry and Will kissed. 😚😚

What's underneath Will's shirt? 🙄🙄

Every time I want to write Will, I end up writing Louis. 😥😥  Oof!

I want my Larry ASAP. 💙💚

As always...

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