HEY Hey hey... here comes another chapter :D I am SUPER tired so I apologise in advance for any errors

I had the best dream the other night. I got to meet Louis and he gave me a hug XD He was super soft and cuddly (I legit nearly cried when I woke up and it wasn't real)

Anywhos.. on with the story! This is the same scene from before but from Harry's POV so we can understand his side of what happened.

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Harry POV (same time as Louis POV in the previous chapter)

Louis is watching me watching him. He looks wrecked - his hair is sticking up all over the place, I can see tear tracks on his face and his cloths are disheveled and clinging to his sweaty body. I can smell the slick leaking out of him and it's so fucking inviting. 

I slowly rake my eyes up his body and meet his confused eyes and I can sense the sudden increase in his arousal. My eyes are locked onto his as he slowly moves closer, one hand outstretched towards my chest. 

I want nothing more than to devour him but I can sense slight distress and hear the little whimper he let escape so I hold my ground.. waiting for him to approach me.

As soon as his hand touches my chest I can't contain myself any longer. I feel a growl leave me as I grab onto him and push him into his room. I relish in how omega he is. My hand completely covers his on my chest and his waist is so petite it takes all my self control to not throw him on the bed and take him.

I feel him shiver under my touch and I get hit with a strongest wave of his delicious scent yet. I tighten my grip on his waist as I inhale deeply, feeling my length hardening in my pants. My eyes are shut so it takes me by surprise when he suddenly grabs my shirt and buries his face in my neck. 

I hear him inhale, feeling his chest rising between us and it's the biggest fucking turn on ever. My alpha exudes pride at the fact that I have this much of an effect on the sassy Louis Tomlinson. He moves back slightly and looks into my lust blown eyes.

"Harry please.. please I need you" 

The words barely leave his pretty mouth before I'm growling and pushing him against the wall, feeling how hard and wet he his. Knowing how desperate he is for release and revelling in the fact that I can give that to him. 

"What's the matter sweetheart? Got something that needs to be taken care of?" 

He lets out a groan and bucks his hips forward and I smirk at the reaction I'm able to get from him. I take a step back and he whines, trying to follow me. I put my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beating erratically under his sweaty shirt, and keep him against the wall.

"Shhh baby. I got you"

I need to take care of him. My alpha is overjoyed that he is asking for me. Is wanting me. I kneel down, one hand still on his chest and the other palming his hard length through his sweats. He is moaning above me and I feel shivers wracking his body as he tries to lean forwards against my hand. 

"Harr... Harry please!" He is begging above me and who am I to deny him any longer? I smirk up at him and loop my thumbs into the top of his sweatpants, feeling hot skin from his overheated body.

I pull his sweats down and watch in awe as his length bounces to freedom. I wince internally at the pain he must be in. The head of his cock is red and angry with pre come dripping from the tip. I wrap my hand around the base, planning to do a quick job to give him some relief when something else takes my attention.

My eyes widen as I watch his slick drip down the inside of his thigh and I need to taste it. To taste him. With one hand still on his cock, I duck down and lick the inside of his knee, my eyes rolling back slightly as I let out a groan in satisfaction.

I sit back and look up at Louis, licking my lips and savouring the taste, getting impossibly harder in my pants. 

"Oh my god Lou" 

I duck back down "You taste so" I lick higher up his thigh, bringing more of his slick into my mouth.

"FUCKING" I bite him at the top of his thigh. I know it will leave a mark and that thought has be feeling very smug. 

"good!" I finally reach his length and I lick from the base to the tip slowly, taking in his whimpers above me, knowing that this is what he is wanting. He moans loudly as I take him in my mouth and I know he won't last long. 

I feel his fingers in my hair, tugging at the strands and I would be moaning if it wasn't for his length in my mouth. 

"Harry... I'm gunna.." He is panting and he tries to pull me off him. I don't let him however, wanting to take everything he will give me. I growl and feel him shiver as he released down my throat. I look up at him and he has his eyes shut in a moment of bliss. The sight has me palming myself, thinking about how I won't last long just from watching him. 

Once he has ridden out his orgasm, I pull off and lick my swollen lips - my hands still running gently over his length which is still hard. I know he won't get much of a break and before long I can sense his distress again, his omega crying out for me. 

The pull is so strong and I feel him curling his fingers tighter in my hair. I look up at him, seeing tears fall down his face. 

"Harry I need you.. please. Please"

All my restraint blows out the window as soon as he start begging and I growl, standing up quickly and grabbing him by the forearm. I throw him - not to gently - on the bed and crawl over him, my forearms either side of his head. I want him naked. 

"Shirt off. Now" The timbre of my voice more commanding than I intend but Louis doesn't seem to mind, springing to action straight away. I don't give him any more room as I can barely stand being this far away from him as it is. 

I watch as he struggles to take his shirt off and hold back a smug grin. It is amusing to watch I must admit. 

Once he is naked I waste no time wrapping my mouth over his nipple, eliciting a loud moan from him. His back arches and I feel his hands in my hair again. As much as I enjoy the feeling, I'm in control here so I give him a sharp bite on his nipple and he gasps.

"Uh uh baby. No touching this time."

HIs eyes widen and his pupils dilate slightly in arousal. I grin as he removes his hands from my hair and I grab both of his tiny wrists in one of my hands, pinning them down above his head. I hear him take a sharp inhale as his head turns to the side, baring his neck in submission.

Everything stops. Electricity is coursing through my body as the image registers in my brain. He is submitting to me. I can sense the need and desire radiating from him and I know he must sense it from me too. 

Never have I had this urge. I don't understand but I can't stop myself. His scent is driving me wild. I lean in - focussing on the bonding spot and running my nose along his neck as I inhale. 

I want this so bad. He bares is neck further and suddenly my sanity comes crashing back in, like a bucket of icy water. 

I'm about to mate with Louis, bond us together forever and we haven't even talked about it. Haven't even talked about our feelings (if there are any outside of lust). I can't do that to him! It's just our primitive urges taking over. I need to stop before it's too late. 

"I.... I can't" I manage to say in a strained voice. 

It goes against every. single. fibre in my body to pull away from him. But I find the willpower to do it and quick as a flash I'm off the bed and backing away from Louis. It is so painful. My chest is hurting so much and I know this will cause damage to our friendship but better this than unwillingly being mated for life. 

My alpha is fighting to get back to the omega and I'm breathing heavily as I fight against the primal instinct. I look at Louis and my chest tightens in guilt at the heartbroken expression on his face. 

"I'm sorry but I can't... can't do this with you" 

He sits up as I turn and almost run to his door.

I hear him call out my name softly, asking me what he did wrong.

I can't answer him, I can't look back because I know I won't be able to stop myself. I know he will be crying and I will want to comfort him. I step out into the hallway and shut his door before sprinting down the stairs, past a frantic looking Liam and out the front door. 

Once I'm god knows how far away from the house I finally stop running, sweat is pouring out of me and I sink down onto my knees in the sand, the moonlight creating a soft white glow. I close my eyes and feel the tears start to fall. 

I feel like such a horrible person. How could I lose control like that?! 

My hands are pulling at my hair so much it hurts and sobs are wracking my body but I don't care. If only I didn't let my stupid alpha instincts take over than I would never have gone to Louis in the first place. I would've waited until his heat was over and approached him properly.

I know I have feelings for him now - I've questioned it all this time but now it is crystal clear to me. But I don't know if he feels the same way or if it was just his heat. 

I let out a sigh, having calmed down slightly. 

The next week is going to be hell.