Harry stared at him with sad eyes.

"Louis, love, I'm not lying and I won't ever lie to you. I know we don't really know each other but it doesn't matter. I really care about you." Louis scoffs. He catches a glimpse of Jace in the mirror. He had his arms crossed shaking his head. He opened the door and left without a word. Louis and Harry were left alone.

"How can I show you that I care?" Harry asks and Louis shakes his head.

"You don't. I thought my parents cared about me but three years ago they..." he trails off as he sees a drop of water run down the length of the mirror.

"They what?"

"Nothing. We have to get back to class." Louis turns to leave but Harry grips his wrist and pulls him towards him. Without a second thought he smashes his lips against the smaller boys.

Harry moves his lips with a bit of fury, but mostly passion. Louis stands there unmoving. The taller boy grunts and kisses him harder, trying to get a reaction. Instead Louis pushes him away, swiping at his lips with his arm, turning and walking out of the bathroom. Harry watches him leave, and stands there astonished.

He just kissed him. He brought his fingers up to his somewhat swollen lips and took a deep breath. He felt something. Something he's never felt with Nick. He quickly composed himself and shuffled back to class. Louis was sitting in his seat his head down, whispering furiously. He was biting at his already bitten nails. Harry took his seat and sighed.

This was going to be a long day.

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Harry watched as Louis made his way out of the office at the end of lunch. Harry decided to wait for him to apologize.

He noticed he's been doing that lately. He was supposed to be with Nick today but he was still angry with him.

He did not like the fact that he called Louis a freak.

Harry made his way towards the smaller boy and gripped his arm. Louis flinched and moved away from him.

"What do you want?" He asks once he's a good one foot away.

"I...just wanted to say I'm sorry. About what happened earlier. I have a boyfriend and I--"

"If you have a boyfriend why did you even think about kissing me?" The small boy asks.

"I didn't think about it."

"So the last two times that you did, you didn't even think about the fact that you're dating someone?" Louis was furious.

Harry stood there, speechless.

"I really am so--"

"You know, I have had people in my life tell me they're sorry, for putting me in the hospital, for being sick, for being crazy and you know what? I'm so fucking tired of it. Either you're sorry or you're not. So can you please tell me what it is?"

"Hospital?" He's been to a hospital? A mental hospital? It all started making sense. Why he hasn't seen him before.

Louis stared at him with wide eyes before turning to leave.

"Do I go over to your house today? For the project?" Harry asks but he never gets an answer.

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Harry got a call from Nick when he got home. He answered it with a sigh.

"Baby, I'm so sorry about what I said yesterday. I was just jealous that you were hanging out with him. I never meant what I said." He pleads.

"What you said was really rude, Nick."

"I know and I'm so fucking sorry. I can't have you mad at me. I love you." Harry takes a second before answering.

"Me too." He doesn't know whether what they had was love or not.

"I'm so glad you're not mad at me. Can I come over?" He asks hopefully. Harry sighs.

"Sure. I'll leave the door unlocked." With that they hang up. Harry stands up and stretches, changing his clothes while he waits.

A few minutes pass and he hears the door open and footsteps climbing up the stairs.

His bedroom door opens and Nick is standing there, a smile on his face.

The lanky boy walks over to Harry and straddles him.

"I missed you."

"Mm, me too." Harry whispers even thought he's lying. Harry notices Nick's slightly swollen lips but he doesn't mention it.

They connect their lips and Nick moans, low in his throat. Harry hesitates to kiss back.

"What's wrong?" He asks and Harry shakes his head.

"Nothing. Why would you think something's wrong?" He rushes and connects their lips again, with urgency.

Nick pulls away.

"You just seem...off."

"I'm not." Harry answers and Nick rolls his eyes, before kissing him again. They stay like that for a while, just kissing lazily, breathing into each other.

"Love you so much." Nick moans reaching over to unbutton Harry's shirt. This felt wrong. He didn't know why but it felt wrong. Like he was betraying Louis in some way.

His shirt is off within seconds, Nick feeling down Harry's chest reaching down to the hem of his jeans.

Harry took off Nick's shirt, kissing down his neck lazily.

"Want you so bad." Nick groaned stepping off Harry's thighs and sat in between them instead. He looked up at Harry with innocent eyes as he peeled off those goddamn jeans.

He was left in his boxers and Harry didn't want to lie because of the fact that he wasn't even half hard.

When he looked back down at Nick, he thought of Louis instead, seeing his cerulean blue eyes instead of dull brown ones. Harry groaned and felt his cock fatten instantly.

He felt Nick pull down his boxers instantly taking his length in his hand, pumping it slowly.

He felt him lick a flat stripe against his base and groaned. This was so wrong. Thinking about a boy he barely knew while his boyfriend sucked him off.

Even then, he still thought about the small boy, and thought about his pretty pink lips wrapped around his cock.

And if he yelled out Louis' name instead of Nick's it wasn't his fault.

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