Hello muffins,
How are y'all? Hope you have a wonderful day ahead.❤️

Okay I'm horrible for betraying you guys. I know I said that I'll update in four days but I had valid reasons for not updating, one being Wattpad deleting the chappie. I had to write it again. Also, I was going through a lot of stuff, so I'm sorry from the bottom of my heart for being late. Hope you guys forgive me.

Because....

As an apology, I wrote the longest chappie ever. It is about 8.5k words. So I hope you enjoy. xx

Also, Shoutout to Larry4realllllllllll , _Crazy_Lou and larrysbabe_xx for guessing the correct guy in the last update. Larry4realllllllllll was the first to say it so I spilled something about the story to her so babe shhhhh!!! ;)

So, here's the chappie. Hope you like it. Please don't forget to vote and comment. :)

"Thinking about me?"

Louis' head snapped up as soon as he heard the voice and the person standing in front of him had him freeze in his spot with eyes wide and jaw dropped.

A bright smile plastered on Louis' face almost instantly when he saw the man standing on the door-frame with a smirk on his face. The smol boy immediately got up from his seat as the person walked towards his desk.

"Louis!!!!" The guy smiled and literally ran the small distance to engulf the small boy into a bone crushing hug. Louis laughed at the guy's excited face.

"MYKEEEEE!!!!!"

"God Louis. Missed you and others soo much. How's Ziam? And... and Ethan?" Michael asked excitedly. Louis pulled away from the hug but kept smiling. "Everyone's fine, Myke. How are YOU? You never told me you were coming back today?"

Michael worked under a really successful fashion designing brand and had to go to Paris for some work related affair. He had been there for about two months but during this time, he talked to Louis frequently and used to tell him about the beautiful place that Paris is. In the last few months, Myke had opened up to Louis once again and used to talk to him just as they did six years ago.

Michael rolled his eyes and said, "How could have I told you when you haven't been picking up my calls lately?"

Michael used to call him once everyday and talk for almost an hour. But ever since Louis met Harry at the BBC office and all the events that followed, Louis didn't feel like talking to anyone so he avoided Myke's calls a lot of times or sent him messages saying he was busy. Everything that happened in the last week was a lot for him to handle so Louis just wanted to stay secluded for some time and drown in his misery.

"Ummm..." Louis tried justifying his ignorance but he couldn't think of anything.

"Louis?" Michael said; his voice lower and a bit nervous. "Are you upset with me about something?" Louis not picking his calls all of a sudden, had made the lad think that perhaps he had done something to make the small boy upset.

"OH no no no no, Myke, It isn't like that. It's uhh... it's just that... umm... Yeah! I was appointed as a singer's manager last week so I got all busy scheduling his concerts and stuff. So, was occupied with all the work and that's why I couldn't talk to you. I'm sorry."

Myke's shoulder slacked a little in relief knowing that his good friend wasn't angry with him on something. "Ohh, That's okay then."

"So what are you doing here? You are working on the day you came back?"

"Oh no. I have a leave for two days. I just wanted to surprise you guys. At first, I thought of going to your place but then I figured that you'd be in here and Ethy bear would be in school. Moreover, I had to submit the file in my office so I thought why not surprise you here?"

Louis smiled and said, "you thought good."

"Anyways, I got you something." Michael said dipped his hands inside the bag he was carrying.

"Myke, you really didn't have t-" Louis tried protesting against Michael getting a gift for him but was cut off by the boy's fingers on his lips.

"SHHH, Mr. I didn't ask you, I told you. I just hope you like it." He said while bringing forward a neatly wrapped up gift. Louis huffed while taking the gift from his hand and gently starting to unwrap it.

He gasped when he saw a beautiful and expensive bottle of La Vanilla Pure Vanilla Fragrance sitting gracefully in his hands. Vanilla was Louis' favourite scent and he smiled when he realised that Myke remembered this small thing about him.

"Oh my God. Thanks Myke. It smells amazing." Louis said and hugged his friend once again. Myke laughed, feeling content when he saw his friend smile brightly and happily wrapped his arms around Louis' waist when the small boy hugged him.

But while the two friends were catching up after a month of not seeing each other, they didn't seem to notice a figure standing at the door who was burning in the fire of anger, hurt and....jealousy.

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You remember when you were a kid, the feeling you got when you lost your favourite candy and found it later in the hands of some random kid who starts devouring it right in front you? How you just sat and watced helplessly as someone else got to have something that was your favourite.

Harry was feeling the same.

Jealousy.

Pure Jealousy was rushing through his veins at that moment and he was almost tempted to rip the other man's figure off of Louis. His hands were curled in a tight fist; so tight that it was hurting his own hands but Harry felt numb to that pain only because the one in his heart was rather dominating and a million times more torturous.

He saw everything. How that person almost lifted Louis in his arms while hugging and how he brought his finger on Louis' lips, how he got a present for Louis and how he said he missed the blue-eyed boy.

Seeing Louis with someone else always did horrible things to Harry and now that he was seeing the boy wrapped in arms that were not his, he just couldn't control it. His insides were itching to stab this audacious low-life and he didn't give two shits about who that man was. All he could think was that guy was touching his Louis. Not at all acceptable.

When Niall pushed to him towards Louis' room, he hadn't signed up to see this. Harry had thought that maybe he could apologise for the rough behaviour he showed last week because no matter what happened he shouldn't have gotten physical. He had figured that a simple sorry wasn't going to harm him and was in fact going to apologise only to remove the guilt-grip on himself. But right after seeing someone else in the place where he could've been, his heart broke really bad.

He could see the guy's arms moving in circles which clearly meant that he was rubbing Louis' back and Harry didn't know until now that something like this could make him hate a person even before he met them. He couldn't take it any longer and coughed loudly, letting out an obnoxious sound to make the boys quickly part away from the hug.

Louis' eyes turned towards the cabin's door only to find dark eyes looking right back at him with some sort of resentment and anger. That killing look on Harry's face made Louis shiver. He was getting hot and bothered all of a sudden only because of the dominant aura Harry's eyes were radiating. Louis' expression clearly resembled a deer caught under the headlight.

Michael almost leapt away from Louis when he heard someone's cough from behind. He turned towards the door to see who was rude enough to scare them by coming into the room without a knock.

But what he saw, had him staggered. There, standing at the door was the massively successful singer and a shining star of the music industry , the Harry Styles. An extremely well known celebrity who was once his good friend.

Myke's eyes were wide in shock and he couldn't believe that he was actually seeing Harry in person, after such a long time. And that too with Louis around them. In the past few months that he had been with Louis, never had he heard Harry's mention from his mouth. He had once asked Zayn about their relationship and all he got in reply was, 'They broke up. It was rough. So please Myke don't mention him in front of Louis.' Myke wanted to ask but let it slide when he figured that nobody wanted to talk about it and that Louis and Harry had probably gone their separate ways. He had a hard time believing it though. But he obeyed Zayn and never brought Harry up in a conversation.

"OH MY GOD!!! IS THAT YOU, HARRY? HARRY STYLES?" He asked with an excited smile because he was genuinely happy to see one his schoolmates again.

Harry, who was shooting daggers at Louis with his burning gaze until now, averted his eyes towards the other brunette present in the room. His lips parted in shock and a small gasp escaped his mouth when his eyes landed on the other lad.

"Michael Rayden." Harry muttered with gritted teeth although he didn't let his facial expression reveal the shock and anger flowing in his veins.

He knew it. He just knew it!!! He knew that six years ago when he had tried telling everyone that Myke was trying to steal Louis away from him, he was right. He was right about Myke liking his Louis. There was a reason he hated Myke, dammit!!!
But Louis never believed him. The blue eyed boy always used to shrug him off saying it wasn't like that and Myke was just his friend. Nothing more. He used to giggle at Harry's jealousy and often told him cutely,

'Stop being so possessive, froggy. You know I'm- I'm all yours.'

But now, Harry was proved right. This duckhead Michael was still after Louis. But what infuriated Harry even more was the fact that Michael was still in touch with Louis while he himself had no trace of his love for the past six years.

"Oh my, You still remember me? I thought you would've forgotten small people like us, you know. Now that you're such a big celebrity and all." Myke winked at Harry and went forward to shake hands with Harry.

Harry let out a dry chuckle and said in a heavy voice, "How could I forget a charmer like you, Myke? You two were such close friends and I see that you still have that bonding, right Louis?"

The fake smile plastered on Harry's face might be successful to fool everyone but not Louis. The abomination in those words made Louis cringe internally with fear. It didn't take him long to understand that Harry had seen him hugging some guy and was probably thinking that he had moved on in his life. And the guy being Michael made it even worse.

He figured what Harry was trying to imply about his bonding with Myke and he honestly didn't know how to justify this indirect accusation that Harry imposed on him.

"ummm....No....I mean yeah.... but we don't ...umm" Louis couldn't think clear enough to form sentences. Everything was going downhill. Harry already hated him enough and now he didn't want the green-eyed lad to think that he was seeing someone else.

"Louis? You okay?" Michael's eyes flashed concern when he saw Louis shaking nervously in his spot. He walked towards the fidgety boy and put his hands on his shoulders to comfort him.

"Yes Louis? you okay?" Harry asked in a bitter tone.

If there wasn't enough hate for Michael in Harry's mind until now, it certainly sufficed after his green eyes saw the oh so solacing touch on Louis' shoulder. The jealousy inside him was growing as time passed and he was seconds away from grabbing Louis away from Myke and claiming him with a dominating kiss. All he wanted to do was hold Louis by his hips and mark him with big love bites for everyone to know whom he belonged to.

Except, he couldn't do that.

Why, you ask?

Because even though he wanted to assert his claim on the blue eyed beauty, he had to accept the fact that Louis did not belong to him. He was not his. Myke comforting Louis was a downright slap in Harry's face showing him the bitter reality. The truth that Michael had the right to touch Louis but not him; that Michael could hold Louis but not him; and that Louis let Michael in his life but not him.

His thoughts were cut off when Louis mumbled, "y-yeah yeah, M fine."

Louis could see tears brimming in Harry's eyes and was certain that his own were no better. He stealthily tried to slip away from Myke's touch seeing what it was doing to Harry.

Six years ago, the same thing would've been so different. He remembers distinctly how he secretly loved jealous Harry and intentionally did things to make him act all possessive. He loved it when Harry used to discreetly wrap his arms around him to remind him that he was his.

<<FLASHBACK: (quite a long one :) )

"Nope!!!"

"ohh come on Harry, pleaseeeeee!!!" Louis was almost begging Harry and kept looking at his boyfriend with big innocent eyes.

Boyfriend.

Louis couldn't get enough of that word. But right now Louis had much important task at hand rather than squealing internally for having Harry as his boyfriend. "Pleasee, Hazza."

Damn!! This was getting difficult for Harry, now.

"No baby. I am not doing it." Harry said and started browsing something in his phone to avoid Louis' puppy dog eyes. And Louis knew now that he got some serious persuading to do to convince his adamant boyfriend.

Well, he obviously wasn't going to back out.

The small boy huffed and stubbornly plopped himself down on Harry's lap, thereby blocking the green eyed lad's view of his phone.

"Babyyyy!!!" Harry whined.

"Harryyyyyy!!" Louis whined even louder. They were seated in the school's canteen but didn't care at all about the weird looks and shaking heads they received from the other students.

"Louis, I said no and that's final." Harry said and unconsciously grabbed Louis by his waist to adjust the small boy on his lap. Although he chose to keep them there even after Louis was settled properly.

Louis rolled is eyes at Harry's stubbornness. " Oh come on, froggy. It's just a role in the play!! Not that hard you know!!"

"Babe, you remember how just yesterday, everyone laughed at me when we were playing dumb charades at you place? Even you laughed and said my acting is silly." Harry said, turning his lips in a small pout. Louis wanted to slap himself for saying that. Well it wasn't really his fault. Harry was given to enact the movie, "The Boss Baby" and the tall lad had immediately started sucking his thumb and had himself laid in Louis' lap like a baby.

And to be totally honest, Harry's silent delineation of a baby was hilarious and Louis couldn't control his laughter even if he wanted to. But still he wanted Harry to play the lead role in the play that his drama class was organising.

"No baby, you were just soo adorable when you did it that I couldn't help but smile." Louis said lovingly and kissed Harry's cheeks.

Although he didn't notice the smirk that his words brought on Harry's face," Smile? Who smiled? Darling, that was an absolutely cute and endearing giggle that you blessed me with, last night." He winked at the small boy who flushed red with embarrassment.

He tried to fake an offended look but his rosy cheeks made him look more like a munchkin to Harry's eyes. "It was not a giggle, Harry" Louis moaned in annoyance.

"It was a giggle, Louis." Harry said copying Louis' tone.

"Was not!!"

"Was too!""

"Was not!!"

"Was too!"

"Was n- ughhhh. Anyways. stop deviating me from the topic. Just please audition for the role, froggy. Come on, the principal agreed on having a boyxboy play after soo much convincing and now that I've got the role of the prince, I want you to be my knight in shining armour. Soo, pleasee please pleaseeeee baby!!"

One look at the blue-eyed boy and Harry started wondering how he got this lucky to have such a cute, sweet and enthusiastic ball of sunshine right in his arms. But as much as he loved his baby, he couldn't agree to being the lead role in the drama because he didn't want to be an embarrassment for himself and Louis in front of an auditorium full of audience.

"Sweetheart I-"

"How many pretty do I have to put before please for you to agree?"

"Lou-

"Pretty"

"Baby pl-

"Pretty"

"Sunsh-"

"Pretty, pretty, pettyy pleaseeee?" Louis leaned into Harry and started kissing the lads neck. The poor boy was getting desperate now. It was just a part in a drama that he wanted Harry to play. Was that too much to ask?

But seemed like no amount of entreating worked on the curly lad.

"Louis, I said no and that's it. No more discussions. Just ask Niall to do it. He's quite a good actor. Remember how well he mimicked James Bond? He'd be perfect for the role, baby." Harry said and kissed Louis' head (which he was doing continuously throughout this time).

Louis' shoulder slacked in defeat as he mumbled quietly, "But I wanted you to be my prince, not that ugly leprechaun." He said with a disgusted expression which instantly made Harry chuckle.

"Baby, it doesn't matter who plays the role in the play , you and everyone else knows that I am your prince in real life, yeah?" He said while rubbing Louis' back soothingly.

Louis was about to give up when he saw Michael entering the canteen. With Myke's entry in the canteen, came an idea as well. Louis wanted Harry in the play with him so he was definitely gonna get it and he knew exactly what to do.

"Hmmm you're right. I guess, I'll have to ask that Irish. Ohhh look, Myke's here. MYKE!!!! MYKEY, OVER HERE!!!" Louis shouted and beckoned Michael over to their table. Michael smiled almost immediately when he saw Louis calling for him and started walking to where the couples were seated.

Louis controlled himself from smirking when he felt Harry's grip on his waist tighten as Myke advanced towards them. He gasped dramatically and turned towards Harry, "Oh my God Hazza, I just thought of a brilliant idea. Why should I ask Ni to play the role when Myke can play it? Yes!!! I remember he told me that he has won the best actor's award many times in his previous school. Myke's the best guy to be my prince. In the play, obviously."

Harry tensed up when he heard Louis' idea. He was certain that this not so good-looking brunette had eyes on his Louis and there was no way he could let Myke take that role and rehearse with Louis all the time.

But before he could voice his protest against Louis' idea, the smol boy got up from his lap and went ahead to hug Michael, making Harry's jaw clench almost immediately.

"Hi Mykey!"

"Hey Lou. Hi harry" He said after hugging the blue-eyed boy. Harry just nodded at the greeting but didn't say anything.

"Myke, I've got a proposal for you. Sit down and I'll tell ya." Louis said excitedly.

Harry sat down at the chair where he was sat earlier and kinda expected Louis to do the same but smol boy sat next to Myke instead of his lap.

"So, Mykey. Our drama class is organising a play. It's about two princes who fall in love. Now the thing is that I've been selected as one of the princes and we're in search for the other. I don't wanna be paired up in the play with random kid. That's sort of uncomfortable for me. So could you pleaseee be my prince, Mykey." Louis asked cutely and Harry could swear he was about to burst with jealousy. That cute look on Louis' face was only for him to see and not some 'Mykill'.

"Of course, Louis. I would love to do it" Michael perked and agreed almost instantly at the chance of acting in a drama and that too with Louis. Louis grinned widely and from the corner of his eyes, saw Harry's hand in a fist.

Ohh how much he was enjoying that hard look on Harry's face!!! Damn his boyfriend looked so hot when jealous.

But it still wasn't enough. He loved it when Harry acted possessive for him. It made him feel special; made him feel that someone actually wanted to be with him. So, he wished for a little more teasing. Moreover, the actual purpose of getting Harry jealous was still not accomplished.

"OMG Thanks Myke. You're gonna be the best prince for me. I mean, look at you, Mr. Handsome Hunk!!! I bet we're gonna look so good together in the play, right Haz?" Louis turned towards Harry and asked innocently.

And Harry was done with it now. Louis flirting with Michael had his temper rise to the top. Something inside him always feared that he would loose Louis to someone better than him and hearing Louis complimenting Michael just brought that uneasy feeling again.

He was about to throw some sassy comments at Myke's face but Louis didn't bother to wait for his answer and continued talking again. "Anyways, before I forget, Myke we should start practicing from tomorrow itself. I'll get you the dialogues and you can learn a bit of it by tomorrow. Since we'll be the lead roles, we should be perfect. So, how about we start tomorrow in the hall 2? Nobody usually uses that room so we can have it all to ourselves for the practice. What's say?"

Michael nodded and said with an excited smile."Yes yes of course Lou. That's a great idea." He happily fist-bumped with Louis and leaned a little bit towards the boy.

If looks could kill, the guy named Michael Rayden would have been six feet under, by now because all that was revolving in Harry's mind was,

'Micheal, the guy who likes Louis, My Louis, will be with him in a room alone. No No No No, not happening.'

With that horrifying thought in mind, Harry lifted his hands and placed them firmly where there actually belonged, that place being Louis' thighs. He squeezed the boy's thick thighs that were cladded in black skinny jeans. He needed Michael and everyone else in the school to know that Louis was off limits for them.

"Uhh Baby? Can I talk to you for a sec?" Harry said trying his hardest to control the gushing jealousy. "Yeah sure, Hazza." Louis said with a smile which was effectively covering the mischievousness. He knew that Harry was going to give in soon because of course getting Harry jealous was a plan that could never backfire.

"I'll leave. You guys can talk." Michael started getting up from his seat but Harry stopped him. "No No, Michael. You sit and get something to eat. Louis and I already have eaten our lunch so we'll just take your leave. Our classes are about to start, anyways. So bye mate."

"Bye-bye Myke. See you tomorrow, Prince charming!!!" Louis giggled lightly and waved a goodbye at Michael as Harry literally pulled him out of the canteen.

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"So what did you want to talk to me about, Hazzy?" Louis said as soon as they got out of the cafeteria. Except, he didn't get a reply. Harry was still holding his hand and leading him through the corridor.

'Mission Accomplished!!!' Louis thought in his mind and a smirk made way on his lips. He quite liked how hot jealous Harry looked. The curly haired lad pulled Louis into one of the empty music rooms and shut the door.

Just as the door closed behind them, Louis was harshly pushed against the wall and was hovered over by a huge giraffe like body. Harry caged Louis between his arms and looked at him with wide and blown eyes while biting his lips suggestively.

Louis felt nervous now. All the smugness and the victorious smile of getting Harry jealous left his face when saw Harry's lips just inches away from his own.

He could feel goosebumps rise on his body when he saw the passion and desire burning like a flame in those green orbs and he couldn't help but feel aroused.

This was the first time when Harry was in such a seducing position with him. In their almost two months of relationship, Harry had never come this close to him. Sure, they kissed about a million times in a day but all of them were sweet and full of love, nothing sensual and lustful. They had never full on made out or snogged, just left tender kisses here and there.

But right at this moment, Louis could see strong desires and wants in the gorgeous green eyes and there was nothing he could do except being trapped between the wall and his boyfriend's arms. Not that he wanted it to stop anyways.

"H-Harry, w-what are you d-doing?" Louis' voice came out as a whisper. He lost all his senses when he felt Harry lean into him and kiss his neck. His eyes closed in pleasure and a gasp escaped his lips when he felt Harry's wet ones coming in contact with his collarbone.

"What were you doing out there, baby? Hmm?" Harry purred right next to Louis' ear and kissed it right after. A smirk made way on his lips when he felt Louis unheedingly move his head and providing more skin for him to nibble on. He slid his right hand down to Louis' plum a$$ and squeezed them possessively while his other hand sneaked under Louis' T-shirt and caressed his mily skin oh so gently. Harry's insides were urging him to claim this beautiful gorgeous boy, right then and there.

"I- I d-didn't do a-anything. W-What are ya t-talk-AAH!!!" Louis barely mumbled out these words as he felt Harry biting his neck harshly. His heart was thumping vigorously in his ribs and Harry's hot breath hitting his neck sent shuddering shivers down his spine.

All this was really overwhelming for Louis but in a totally pleasant way. This was quite special for him as it was the first time he was allowing someone to touch him this intimately. And it being Harry, made it billion times hotter. His eyes almost got teary when he realised that after his first kiss, he was giving up yet another of his firsts to the boy of his dreams, his froggy, his Harry.

And to Harry, this was pure heaven. He was in absolute bliss and the only thing his mind remembered at that moment was LouisLouisLouis. He was actually touching the body he had craved for. He had always wanted to feel Louis this close to him but didn't have the guts to do it. Call him a coward or whatever but Harry had never acted this brave and it was because of his nervousness and insecurity that perhaps Louis wouldn't permit him. And the only reason for this sudden boost of confidence was jealousy. That burning desire with a little push of jealousy was enough for him to take this bold step and he was more that grateful that Louis didn't push him away.

With all these thoughts in mind, he continued devouring Louis' silky smooth skin and sucking love bites all over the boy's shoulder as his hands roamed all over the small figure of his boyfriend, feeling every dip and curve. To Harry, Louis was a living example of absolute perfection.

He mumbled against Louis' neck, "Yes you did, darling. You were flirting with some guy right in front of me, sweetheart. I didn't like at it all, love. I'm hurt. What should I do now, huh?" He kept kissing Louis' jawline and enjoyed how Louis whimpered beneath him. Louis' occasional gasps and little moans were the hottest thing he had ever heard.

"I-I am s-sorry, Harry. D-didn't mean t-to." Louis said, his eyes still closed and month still taking sharp intakes of air. Harry's arm that was hidden under his shirt moved up and the curly lad's fingers circled around his nipples.

Shit!!

That's when Louis lost his sanity completely and moaned loudly. His body was instinctively reacting to the pleasures that Harry's hands and mouth showered on him.

Harry groaned when he felt Louis' front rubbing against his throbbing hard on. His pants were getting tighter and tighter and with Louis this close, it was all the more painful to hold back. "You like it baby? Like how I'm touching you at places no one has touched you before? Like my fingers pinching your hard nipples? Huh?"

Louis couldn't find it in himself to voice his contentment so he just nodded his head while panting heavily.

But Harry was having none of it. "Answer me, sweetie."

"Y-yes, yes. Love it. Fuck!!!...uhh.. Love when you hold me like this. Love it when you manhandle me. I-It's h-hot." Louis said with rosy cheeks. And to be honest, he had no idea about how the hell those words slipped out of his mouth, considering he had never experienced this before. It was as if he responded to Harry's action like some sort of natural instinct. Louis' eyes rolled to the back when he felt Harry pinching his nipples once again. "AAH!!!"

Harry took proper advantage of Louis' open mouth and dived in immediately to kiss the smol boy's luscious lips. He rolled his tongue and explored every inch of the boy's mouth as his lips stayed in contact with Louis'. The wet noises of the filthy kiss were proof of the raw yearning and thirst the two had for each other.

After smooching non-stop for five minutes, both boys ran out of breath and unwillingly detached their lips in want for some air, leaving behind a thin line of saliva between their mouths. Harry was quick to put his face back in Louis' neck and mumbled breathlessly, "You're all mine, Louis. No such Michael guy can take you away from me. He can't be your Prince Charming. Nobody can. Only me. You're mine, Princess and I don't share. Got it?"

"Y-yeah, All yours Hazza. I'm all yours." Louis said as he took long breaths to fill up his lungs.

"Hmm. Good." Harry said and kissed Louis' neck again and smiled at his signature that he put on this beautiful blue-eyed art.

Just then, the bell rang, indicating that their break was over. Harry moved himself from Louis and kissed his forehead before saying, "Just so you know, I loved whatever happened here and I don't regret any single moment of this. Thank you so much for giving me your consent and trusting me enough, Louis. This is a next level of our relationship and I can't tell you how much this meant to me."

"It means a lot to me as well, Harry. All this is so new to me and I am so glad that you're the one leading me through all this. This moment is always going to be special to me. T-thank you."

Harry looked down at the small frame of his boyfriend with fond and affection spilling out his eyes. It was nothing more than a heated make out session between a couple but it still held great importance for both of them because it was a positive acceleration in their relationship. If they were in at their homes and not in that closed empty room of their school, Harry would have definitely taken things further but he wanted to make every single thing special and memorable for Louis so he stopped himself before doing something else. He leaned down to plant a small kiss on Louis' lips and said "Now, I guess you should proceed towards the class baby. I'll join you in a while yeah?"

Louis knew where Harry was about to go so he gathered up all the courage and said softly but shyly, "D-do you want me to h-help you?" Louis looked at the tent in Harry's jeans and blushed profusely. Don't know why he was blushing though, considering all the dirty words he said just seconds ago.

Harry chuckled at Louis' sudden coyness and said, "No sweetheart, I'll be fine. I don't want you down on your knees in a dirty school bathroom. Save it for next time, okay?" He winked at Louis who was now redder than a tomato.

Harry moved towards the door to open when Louis called him from behind. "Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Umm..You said nobody else can be my Prince soooo....." Louis caught his bottom lip in his teeth and smiled a playful smile, "does this mean you'll play the role in the drama for me and be my Prince?"

Harry laughed and shook his head lightly at his boyfriend's cuteness. He smirked at the boy and said, "You're looking beautiful with my mark on you." He gave him a flying kiss and left the room with a well pleased look.

As soon as he walked out, he bumped into a guy who apparently was about to enter the room he had been in. The guy was none other than Micheal.

"Harry? What are you going here? Anyways, have you seen Louis? I have to talk to him about the play real soon cause I have a class in five minutes."

The right side of Harry's lips lifted in a sly grin as he pointed towards the room, signalling Myke where Louis was. He had just seen and touched Louis in ways he knew Myke could never and this made him feel victorious over the guy. Louis was his and nobody was gonna change that. He immediately gestured Myke because he wanted Michael to see his work on Louis.

Without saying a word he walked off, feeling self satisfaction inside himself.

Meanwhile, Louis was standing in his spot with a frown and was trying to process Harry's words in his head.

'What mark was he talking about?'

But not even two seconds later, he gasped as realisation hit him. His hands slowly went to touch his collarbones and he closed his eyes in ecstasy when he felt the small dents that Harry's teeth had created on his neck.

His first ever love bite.

Harry had just snogged him breathless and now this love bite was going to tell his relationship status to everyone for almost the entire week. Even though Louis was too shy to ever admit it, this love bite made his heart flutter with affection. To think that he belonged to someone and that he was wanted, made him genuinely happy.

With a content smile, he started advancing towards the door but stopped when the door opened again and in came Micheal.

"There you are, Lou. I forgot to tell you tha-... wait, are you okay?" He asked while walking towards Louis.

"Y-yeah m fine." Louis said, his voice sounding sore from all the panting and gulping he did when his boyfriend was over him.

Michael wasn't convinced with the answer though. "Are you sure? I mean your hair, it's all messy and what happened to you neck? It's all ....... oh OHH OHHHHHHH" Michael smirked when he realised what happened here and raises his eyebrows at Louis.

Louis blushed hard because of course people were going to notice. That was Harry's entire motive. The small boy smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck with a flushed expression. He knew that Myke just considered him as a close friend and had no feelings for him but seeing Harry jealous of Myke was something he enjoyed. He loved being a little tease.

Michael wriggled his eyebrows playfully and said, "What happened before I came here, LouLou? Hmm?"

Louis bit his lips to prevent the smile to break into a grin. He controlled his squealing heart and looked up at Myke to say,

"I guess, I found my Prince Charming."

He giggled and ran out of the room after a sending a wink in Michael's way.

FLASHBACK OVER>>

But today, six years from then, everything is different.

Louis loved teasing Harry when they were in school but right now he was plain scared. Scared that Harry might take this the wrong way which he actually was. Harry wanted to do the same thing that he did years ago but he knew he couldn't. His heart hurt knowing that the boy for whom he was ready to give up his life, refused to give him any right over himself. He did not even have the right to be jealous but Harry couldn't help it. He was helpless in front of his stubborn heart which had never stopped loving this beautiful disaster who was standing close to some other man right in front of his eyes.

Louis feared that Harry's hate for him probably increased even more after seeing Myke here in his office.

Micheal was more than confused when he saw both guys looking at each other with so much yearning and was growing quite curious to know what exactly happened between the two of them. Back in the school days, Michael quite admired the love Harry and Louis shared. Louis was his first friend in the school so he meant a lot to him and to see his best friend loved and taken care of always made him happy. He was honestly sad when had heard about their break up.

To end this awkward silence and to distract the boys' from their staring session, Myke cleared his throat loudly and said, "Umm.... you guys are still in touch? I mean.... you never told me, Lou?"

Louis was about to answer but Harry beat him to it and replied with a bitter chuckle, "Oh no no not at all, Micheal. You Lou is just my manager now and nothing else. We met just about a week ago. We lost everything we had, in these six years." He muttered the last sentence vindictively which made Myke frown and Louis shudder with pain. But Harry soon mended his words to cover the agony of his stabbed heart," uhh... I mean the contacts and phone number and all, you know."

"Oh." ,Micheal said with an understanding nod.

"And anyways you would have obviously known if we were in contact because I can see you guys still continue to be great friends even after six years of school. Bffs , I must say?" Harry said, that fake smile still plastered on his face.

Micheal laughed and said, "Yeah. Anyways, I better get going cause I have to submit these file in my office today itself. It was really really nice seeing you Harry. All the best for ahead mate." He patted Harry's back and then towards Louis. " And see ya soon Louis. I'll come by at your place maybe tomorrow to see everyone yeah. So, talk to you later. Bye. Have a great day both of you."

He waved at both of them and walked out of the room.

"Enough of these friendships at work Louis. I know you already do nothing and sit lazily in this wonderful cabin of yours but guess what? I actually have work to do. I can't stand here and entertain your boyfriend alright, so just get my schedule and whatever important paper that I need to sign."

Harry's voice had Louis jump to his seat. He brought out the files and important papers from his desk. He presented them to Harry and explained everything with as much calmness as he could muster.

"T-these are a few e-endorsement offers for you, Mr. Styles. A-although there were a lot, I removed those companies that don't sell good products. S-so here are about six offers which include Toyota, P-Pepsi and Gucci as well. You also h-have invitations to a few ramp shows and interviews. Your moving to London is a good feed to the media so they want to know more about it. Y-you can have a look at all these and j-just send me the ones you approve of and I'll reply to them. You can reject whichever you don't like but as your management w-we would suggest you to do all of these so that you remain in the public eye. A-also, this is your schedule for the next week. You have to start working on the next album from next week so you've got only a few events to attend. I-if you need any change you can tell me um..I mean you can ask Niall to inform me i-in case you don't wanna. And yeah, the band members will be here soon. T-they are gonna accompany you on your shows and tours so i-it would be nice if you met them. Niall as well. So umm.. t-that's all." He tried his best but still the occasional stutters gave away his nervousness.

"Hmm". Harry hummed and paid no heed to Louis' expression. Atleast pretended not to.

But Louis had enough. He couldn't bear this torturing silence and the fact that Harry misunderstood his relation with Michael. Michael had never meant anything more than a friend to him. Not then and not even now and Harry needed to know this. Louis couldn't see more hatred for himself in those green eyes.

"Ha-umm Mr. Styles?"

"What?" Harry said without even sparing a glance at Louis. He continued to look through the papers.

"It's not w-what you t-think, I-"

"And what is it that I think?" Harry said, finally lgetting up from his seat and looking at Louis in the eye with raised eyebrows. His intimidating voice sent shivers down Louis' spine.

"Ummm....My-Myke is j-just my friend. W-we are not boy-boyfriends."

"Oh yeah? And what makes you think that I give a fuck about who you're with or not? Get over yourself Louis. I don't care okay. It doesn't matter to me at all. So just stop fucking lying. I am not blind. I saw him touch you. So own it if you're seeing him. You don't have to try to get in my good books because you can't, alright? So accept if he's your boyfriend. Or are you playing with him as well, huh? Like you did with my feelings? Is he like your new fuck-"

Harry stopped mid sentence when his head suddenly jerked towards left and he felt a throbbing pain on his cheeks.

Louis had slapped him.

Harry looked up to see Louis glaring at him with angry red eyes and gritting his teeth. Louis could not believe that Harry just said such disgracing and horrible things about him. Out of everyone, he definitely didn't deserve to hear it because he had never really let...umm.. Anyways, this was just not acceptable. Louis knew that what he did six years ago had left a really deep scar on Harry's heart but Harry had no right to question his character this way.

The smol boy grabbed Harry's collar and pushed him against the wall.

"MR. HARRY STYLES, HOW FUCKING DARE YOU? IF YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING THEN YOU BETTER KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO SHAME ME LIKE THIS. IF I DON'T MATTER TO YOU THEN DON'T THROW BITCHY COMMENTS AT ME AS WELL. YOU DON'T KNOW. YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING!!!!" He spit every word out in a single breath.

But Harry was not one to listen quietly. He was angry and getting angrier every second. He grabbed Louis by his waist and flipped themselves around making Louis' back hit the wall. His hands clutched Louis' in a tight grip and pinned them to the wall.

"THEN FUCKING TELL ME , LOUIS!!! WHAT IS IT THAT I DON'T KNOW? WHAT IS IT THAT MICHAEL DOES THAT I DID NOT DO? WHY IS IT THAT HE STILL GETS TO MEET AND TALK TO YOU WHEN I DON'T GET TO EVEN KNOW WHERE YOU WERE? TELL ME LOUIS? TELL ME WAS I NOT ENOUGH? DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD THIS IS FOR ME? I WANT TO FORGET YOU LOUIS. I WANT TO ERASE EVERYTHING THAT WE EVER HAD BUT I FUCKING CAN'T! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FRUSTRATING THAT IS? AND HERE YOU ARE TELLING ME THAT I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING? AND WHO SHOULD BE BLAMED FOR THAT, HUH? GUESS WHAT LOUIS, I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING BECAUSE YOU DIDN'T LET ME KNOW! YOU JUST DISCARDED ME LIKE I WAS SOME KIND OF TRASH. AND YEARS LATER I SEE YOU WITH THAT ONE GUY WHO I THOUGHT WAS AFTER YOU, WHAT DO EXPECT ME TO THINK, LOUIS?"

Harry kept shouting while his grip on Louis' hands tightened every second. It was only after letting out his emotions did he realise that his face was merely inches close to Louis'. Both the boys kept looking into each other's tears-filled and dilated eyes. Both of them could feel the warmth of the other's breath hitting them cause nothing more than a thin line of air separated them. Even though it happened unknowingly they were standing in the same position as they did six years ago when Harry had gifted Louis with his first ever love bite. Just a little leaning in and they could have kissed. But none of them made a move. Harry didn't because he did know what his limits were. He knew they weren't boyfriends right now who could just kiss whenever. And Louis didn't do it because well, he didn't want to add himself back in Harry's life again. According to him, Harry deserved better, so much better. Moreover there were some people in his life that Harry had no idea about and Louis wanted to keep it that way.

Louis looked deep into those eyes and guilty hit him hard when he realised that Harry hadn't forgotten him. That Harry wasn't angry but just disappointed and hurt. That Harry did not hate him. That Harry actually still loved him.

Louis couldn't bring himself to believe that Harry had loved him with the same passion as he had loved the green eyed boy because he had always thought that Harry would find someone better and leave him.

"You should f-forget me. I am j-just your manager, Mr. Styles. Nothing more. N-nothing less. Just forget w-we ever had something. But know that Michael is just my friend and will remain ONLY my friend. Apart from that you shouldn't t-think about me and I shouldn't o-owe you an explanation as well. " He closed his eyes and released a deep breath. They were still in the same position and Harry could see every single freckle on Louis' face. The smol blue-eyed boy still looked amazingly mesmerizing to Harry.

Louis slowly opened his eyes and said, "There's nothing left, Harry. You might hate me forever and I am not asking you for forgiveness because I know I don't deserve it but all I'm asking you to do is just forget me. Forget you ever knew me. It's not that difficult anyway.. It's been six years, Harry. Six years."

Harry loosened his grip on Louis and stepped away from the blue eyed boy. He let out a wet chuckle as fresh set of tears pooled up in his eyes as he said, "No Louis, It's been six years, four months, twelve days and....." He looked at the watch briefly before continuing, "....eight hours. The l-last time we talked."

Louis was speechless. All of this was getting so much more difficult. He wanted to scream and cry and just spill out everything that had happened. But as a matter of fact he knew he couldn't because right now he was not by himself. With him, came Ethan and Louis did not want to drag his small naive son into any of this.

So the poor blue eyed boy stood frozen at his spot with a lot of unspoken words at the tip of his tongue. But all he did was watch. Watch as the other presence in the room shed small drops of tears while looking straight into his eyes . His heart was clawing at him, asking him to lunge forward and take Harry in a tight embrace and never let go. But his mind was louder. It continued telling him that staying away from Harry was for the better and that this absolutely amazing singer with a beautiful heart and an insanely handsome look deserved someone better. So Louis just stayed quiet as he watched the love of his life walk out of the room.

Harry stomped out of the room with tears flowing non-stop. He just didn't understand how Louis had this power to shatter him completely. How whatever Louis did affected him this bad. But he still couldn't bring himself to give up. After getting his heart hammered so many times, he still couldn't stop loving the small boy. He felt used but it seemed like he was still not done falling for this fool's gold. He couldn't bring himself to ever regret loving Louis.

Both boys were a mess and even though they knew that their deliverance lied with the other, they didn't seem to accept it.

Amidst their overflowing emotions, none of the two saw those blue eyes peeping into the room and witnessing everything that happened in that room in the past few minutes. Little did they know that the person to whom those eyes belonged was going to change their lives. Now, whether the change was for the better or for the worse, only time knew.

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So how was it?

I don't know what to think about this chappie. I wrote without thinking I guess lol! And I just hope you liked it. Sorry for the mistakes if you found any.

There were a few who asked for jealous Harry so here it was. I tried to write my best. And all those who have suggested other ideas I will make sure to include all of them. So please keep sending more ideas or scenes you would like in the story.

So, who do you think watched them in their cabin?

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Updated: 30/08/2018

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