(this chapter is flat out just alot of awfully written smut, so if it bothers you, you don't have to read it. :) just know louis ended up staying the night in a motel because of the storm)

Louis and his mother had talked about everything within the car ride to his grandparents house. He opened up about Harry and surprisingly his mother was a lot more understanding than he imagined she would be. She gave him advice which was, "If your happy with him, work through everything and stay that way."

It almost 8 at night when Louis drops her off. He stayed for about an hour to conversate with his family members, then finally got away after a few long minutes of them asking him to stay because of the storm. Louis promised that if anything got to bad he would pull over and go to the nearest shelter.

Turns out that less than a quarter of the distance back to Harry, Louis did have to resort to that plan. He found a cheap motel called Premiere Inn, falling for it the second he found it was only 55pounds a night. Not very pricey at all.

Louis gets checked into his room and sits down at the little desk, taking a sip of the hot cocoa he had got from the lobby.

Louis takes a few moments to strip himself from his wet clothes and climbs into the bed only in his boy shorts, grabbing his phone and thinking of how to tell Harry without freaking him out to much.

Louis smirks to himself as he goes to imessage and uses the little camera symbol. It takes Louis a few hard trys, but he finally manages to get a really good picture of his bum in the skin tight boy shorts. He inspects the picture for what seems like hours, then finally sends it with a text following, "Had to stay at a Motel, guess you aren't getting lucky tonight x"

The message is read merely a few seconds later and Louis bites his lip, nervous about what Harry's response would be.

Harry: Teasing me, are you?

Louis: Maybe....

Harry: Knew I should've went with you, could touch you right now, put my mouth on you.

Louis: Guess I'll have to touch myself then..won't I?

Harry: You can try, but you don't know your body like I do. Bet you can't even reach your spot with those short fingers of yours, baby. You know mine could.

Louis: Good I'm not using my fingers then, have myself a toy to use.

Harry: Oh yeah? describe it to me, Louis.

Louis: its a Vibrator..its big, not as big as you, though, and its sparkly.

Harry: Fuck

Harry: Can you facetime?

Louis: No, you'll live. I'm gonna go take care of myself now.

Louis doesn't bother to check the multiple replies that Harry sends back, too busy standing up and moving to dig into his small bag. He had packed it this morning just incase this kind of thing would happen.

He grabs his lube, his vibrator and cock ring, deciding that he would tease himself a little. He knew Harry definitely would. The thought of it being Harry giving it to him made his cock harden a bit more than it already was.

Louis goes into the bathroom and gets a few towels, placing one underneath himself and the other on the night stand for later use as a cum rag.

Louis sets his phone on the nightstand on top of the towel and then proceeds to pop the cap of the lube and squirt some onto his fingers, then tossing the tube of it to the side. Louis moves to get on his knees, reaching his arm around and circling a digit around his rim.

When Louis feels his cock twitch it registers to him that he forgot to put the ring on. Louis huffs in frustration and reaches out for it, sitting up and slipping it onto his not very hard shaft.

Louis looks over at his phone and bites his lip, deciding it would be better to get Harry on the phone, not facetime though because that made him nervous.

Louis clicks on Harry's contact and his call is immediately ended and Harry calls back with facetime. Louis rolls his eyes but sets the phone towards the wall on the night stand, the camera not in his view.

When it finally connects Louis sees Harry furrowing his eyebrows and staring hard at the screen, obviously trying to find Louis.

"Louis, I can't see you."

"Thats the point." Louis says, reaching his hand around to apply some pressure to his cock. He could hear Harry getting off through the audio. It made Louis feel heated, knowing Harry was thinking of him.

Harry lets out a soft groan, before the sounds come to a stop and he gives Louis his full attention.

"Let me see you, now," Harry says sternly, "Stand the phone against the lamp and turn around so I can see that pretty bum of yours,"

Louis flushes, letting a out a breath as he does what Harry asks him, glancing up at the camera before turning around, jutting his bum out a bit more dramatically, "Like this?"

"Perfect." Harry says, eyes trained on Louis, "You wanna prep before using the toy, baby?"

"Yes, please." Louis says, tone light like it goes when he's needy for something.

"Bring your hand around and rub over your hole, but don't put any fingers in yet." Harry says, watching as Louis does as he's told.

Louis pushes his hips back on the pressure of his fingers, letting out a whimper as he grew impatient, he wanted something inside of him and fast, but he didn't want to disappoint Harry, so he continued to tease himself.

"How bad do you want it, baby?" Harry asks, licking his lips, he really wants yo put them on Louis's bum.

"So bad, Harry." Louis breathes, spreading his legs a bit more, turning his face a little to see Harry, whose eyes were glued to the screen.

Harry smirks, "Go ahead, open yourself up for me, baby." He tells Louis, watching closely as Louis presses two fingers inside of himself, pumping them quickly.

After a few minutes of Harry guiding Louis through making himself feel good, he is told to remove his fingers and grab the toy.

"You've got a cock ring on, do you?" Harry asks when he catches a glimpse of the ring around Louis's cock, god he wishes he was there. "So good, Lou, go on, make yourself feel good."

Louis lets out a breath, pressing the vibrator inside of himself, thrusting it a few times before clicking it on the highest speed. The intense vibration making his hole clench around the toy.

"Oh- fuck, oh." Louis whimpers, biting his lip as he fucks it in and out of himself, pushing back on it too, "Feels so good, ah- oh god." He pants, body jerking a bit when it hits his prostate.

"Wanna see your face babyboy," Harry tells Louis, "Wanna see how wrecked you look."

Louis wants to argue with him but he doesn't, he wants to see Harry too. So he takes the toy out of him bum and turns around, looking at Harry with flushed cheeks as he repositions himself, ass in the air, his free arm holding him up by the elbow.

"Look so pretty, Louis." Harry says and Louis smiles thankfully as he presses the toy back into his hole, finding his prostate again and flicking the switch on.

"Yes- oh fuck." Louis whimpers, mouth falling open as he grinds back on the toy, "Feels so good, Harry-"

"Put it on a lower speed." Harry says, "Wanna see how long you can last."

Louis whines, but listens to him, doing as told and grinding his hips back even more, his eyes looking at Harry on the screen, "Not gonna last long, feels so good, not as- fuck- not as good as you though."

"Thats right baby, no toy or person could ever give it to you as good as I do." Harry tells him, watching as Louis falls apart, his hand pumping at his own cock now.

Just as Louis is about to respond, he heards a voice in the back ground of Harry's audio.

"Fuck." Harry mutters, then looks at Louis, "I gotta go, okay?"

Louis sits up and grabs his phone, "Fuck you." He mutters, "I hate you." He adds, then presses the end button.

Louis doesn't finish with the toy, his wraps a hand around his cock and brings himself to release before cleaning his bed off and taking a shower.

When he comes back to his phone he sees that he has 20 missed calls from Harry and about 50 texts.

Louis ignores them for now, too exhausted to even want to deal with Harry and whatever the fuck it was he heard that was so important that Harry had to go.