IMPORTANT : It was brought to my attention that this chapter that I'd posted over a week ago has gone unseen by half my readers because it contains smut and wattpad made it private meaning only followers may read it. That explains why it only had 22 reads. If you're reading this then that means I fixed it, sorry about the delay. -weirdo x

Niall.

When my dad found out about Harry being gay, he flipped. That should have been my first warning. When he began shouting, calling Louis a no good faggot I should have seen it by then. When he told me to stay away from any queers in town, you'd think I'd get the message loud and clear. Although none of that stopped me from killing my dad.

No. I did not murder him out of some anger towards homophobes. It was harmless, I had this day planned for months. Getting beat up by Louis only sped up the process. Long story short, I told my dad I was gay. It killed him. I killed my fucking dad. He had a heart attack and was sent to the emergency room. He didn't even make it one night before his heart stopped beating. Before he was gone, I managed to talk to him. He told me that I was dead to him. I killed my dad, he died hating my filthy guts.

My mom hasn't spoken to me much since last night - the night of his death. The worst day of my life. The day I lost my best friend, father and about seven ounces of blood.

"Ni, honey come down here you have visitors." My mom's voice cracked. I trudged down the stairs and was met with a pair of blue eyes accompanied by a pair of green ones.

"Harry, thank God you're here! M-my dad died." I sobbed running over to hug him but Louis shoved me against the wall.

"Fuck off." Louis spat.

"Harry I really need to talk to you." I croaked.

"You're dad died because he found out your a fag. The worst part is, you're alone. You don't have anyone told hold you at night. Have fun living in silence for six years, bitch." Harry snarled before tackling Louis into a heated kiss.

Then I woke up.

I launched out of my twin sized bed, reading the clock.

6:34 pm. After I'd gone home from school earlier that day, my mom made me a bowl of soup. The nurse had cleaned up most of the blood. Surprisingly no ribs were broken, only major damage was a few crooked teeth and a bloody nose. Nothing braces and a few tissues can't cure. I knew I'd have to apologize to Harry. Especially after that dream, I'm such a terrible person. I'm his best friend. Who the hell holds a dead mom and a suicidal time against their best friend?

Luckily for me, Harry had been calling non stop since five o'clock according to my phone. I built up enough courage and threw away enough pride to find myself jogging to Harry's house which was only a ten minute walk away from my own.

I rang the doorbell once in front of the door, soon after Harry's step dad Zayn opened the door.

"Niall I'm so glad you're here. Harry's a mess." Zayn looked stressed, he had bags under his eyes and he honestly looked ready to collapse.

"What's wrong with Harry?" I asked.

"He's been worrying about you." Zayn said.

"You better go off to bed, you look out of it." I waved Zayn off to his room.

"Harry?" I knocked on his bedroom door.

The other side of the door was silent but I heard footsteps run towards me. The door swung open revealing a crying Harry. The sight made me tear up. Harry said nothing but pulled me into his room and wrapped his arms around me tightly. I wasn't much taller than him but he rested his head on my shoulder. Once we broke apart he got into his bed and pulled me in with him. We were laying side by side, his arm around my shoulders as we stared up at his ceiling.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled.

"I know." He said quietly.

"There's no excuse for what I said. You know I didn't mean any of it." I told him with honesty.

"I forgive you." He paused. "I know what Louis did."

"He had every right to, Haz."

"How can you say that?" He asked.

"I egged him on, I was insulting you and him. You have to understand that I was mad at the time."

"I know you can't help saying what comes into your mind." He nodded.

"I gave it some thought and realized he's an OK guy. If I had to choose a bloke for you, he'd be the one." I confessed.

"I think I'm in love." Harry whispered.

"You've known him for four days, you've been dating him for only two of those days." I wasn't surprised. Harry was a hopeless romantic, it's only normal for him to think it's love only after the second day.

"I don't care, I can feel it. He's the one." Harry smiled before turning to look at me.

"If that's what you think then I'll be there to support you." I sighed.

*

Harry.

After Niall left - around nine - Zayn went to his room claiming he needed sleep. He was having some trouble with his insomnia acting up so he took a few sleeping pills and knocked himself out. As for me, I was on my phone playing online chess. I needed to practice since Zayn signed me up for an annual state chess match. I was quite the prodigy in chess if I do say so myself.

I was two moves away from winning the chess match when I heard a sharp noise hit my window. I jumped out of bed, crawling towards the window. I prayed that it wasn't a burglar. I peeked my head out slightly to see what was there. I jumped backwards when a rock was thrown at my window. Well I'll be diddy dumb damned, where did that come from? I thought to myself, peeking my head out once again. This time I managed to see who was throwing the rocks, I smiled brightly running down the stairs. I ran to the door, opening it then walking over to Louis. Neither one of us moved once we were standing in front of each other.

"I'm sorry." Louis mumbled looking down at me.

"I love you." I confessed. Louis' eyes grew wide, he stared at me for a while in silence. Louis grinned, leaning down to kiss me. I pushed his chest away slighlty, causing him to frown.

"Don't you love me?" I asked.

"You're the first boy I've ever had a real relationship with." Louis said.

"But do you love me?"

"Yes Harry, I love you." Louis sighed.

"Let's go inside." I smiled. I know what you may think, we said this way to fast. I know I love him, I do. I have also seen all the movies and I know what Louis and I have to do to show each other how much we care. I know it'll be as amazing as it looks, the whole sex thing and all.

"Won't your parents mind?" Louis asked.

"They won't mind." I said. I'd tell him the truth about my parents soon enough, right now I only had one thing on my mind.

"I don't think it's a good idea." Louis said, hesitation thick in his voice.

"They're asleep, knocked out by sleeping pills." I said pulling him towards the front door.

"Alright but we have to be quiet." Louis said, as if I didn't know. I grinned up at him and walked him in. He took in the sight around him as I closed the door.

"My room is upstairs, c'mon." I whispered, pulling him up the stairs with me. Once in my room, Louis gave me a questioning look before wandering around my bedroom.

"I like your room." He muttered, taking a seat on my desk chair.

"Thank you, it's not much." I shrugged, taking a seat on my bed. "You can sit on my bed."

He smiled awkwardly, sitting down next to me. I sighed not knowing how to start this.

"Louis." I whispered, causing him to turn towards me. I took a deep breath before leaning in. I closed my eyes shut. I let him lead the kiss before placing a shaky hand on his leg. He pulled away from me, leaving me quite confused.

"Haz, wh-what are you doing?" He panted, leaning his forehead against mine.

"Let's do it, Lou." I said planting a kiss on his jaw.

"Harry, you don't know what you're asking for."

"Yes I do, I want us to have sex. I love you." I said running my hand up and down on his leg slowly causing him to let out a moan.

"Haz, s-st-stop." Louis pushed my hand away.

"You don't love me." I frowned feeling pathetic.

"Haz, I do love you. It isn't time yet. It's going to be our first time together and it needs to be special." Louis sighed.

"Are you a virgin?" I questioned.

"Technically speaking, yes." He admitted. "I've wanked plenty of times, but the farthest I've gone with another human being is a blow job, rim job, and a hand job. We aren't having sex, but we can do," Louis paused. "Other things."

"Rim job? What is that?" I asked.

"Well, uh." Louis chuckled. "Between two guys, one of them sticks his tongue in the other one's bum."

"Why would someone do that?" I whispered.

"It feels good, it's usually done before sex." He explained.

"And the others?"

"Hand job is basically like wanking except someone does it to you, A blow job is much more fun to do than explain." Louis bit down on his lip, the sight was probably the sexiest thing I'd ever seen. Even sexier than the naked painting scene form the Titanic.

"Can you show me?" I asked, trying my best to sound innocent which I knew Louis thought was cute.

"Sure, baby. Lay down on your back." Louis smirked. Following his instructions, I breathed in deeply preparing myself.

"Tell me if you want me to stop." Louis said. It caught me by surprise when he pulled my pajama pants off. My chest was rising and falling at an abnormally fast pace by now. Louis reached his hand through the bottom of my briefs and brushed his fingers along my penis. I whimpered, feeling my member begin to twitch and harden. This is something that had happened many times before, especially in the morning. Louis tugged my briefs off and exposed my erection.

"Fuck Harold, your dick is huge." Louis gasped. I blushed, I hadn't ever thought much of it's size. There was something about Louis saying my full name that made my erection ache and my toes curl.

"How big are you?" I asked, curiosity killing me.

"Only a few inches larger than you if I'm honest." Louis whispered, blowing air on my penis. I whined, dipping my head back. Damn it, he hadn't done anything but blow air on it and I'm already a quivering mess.

Louis wrapped his hand around my member, inching his lips forward. He dipped his tongue out of his mouth and swiped it across my tip.

"Oh my God." I moaned. Louis let go of my dick soon after.

"We have to be quiet, babe." I nodded, I could care less about noise. This was the best feeling in the world.

Louis ran his hands up my thighs, wrapping a lose fist around the base. He swirled his tongue around the tip and I couldn't help but thrust my hips upward. Louis winked at me, his gaze never leaving mine. My hands were shaking slightly and I had no idea where to put them. I kept them at my sides, but the continued to clench open and shut with every swipe Louis' tongue made.

"Tug on my hair." Louis ordered knowing very well that I'd obey.

I stared into Louis' blue eyes as he slowly began sucking on the tip of my erection. I moaned, pulling on his hair. Louis' head, eased it's way down my rod. Each second, my dick was shoved deeper and deeper into his hot mouth, Louis slightly gagging.

"Lou. it feels s-so good." I panted. When the head of my dick hit the back of his throat, he swallowed causing the walls to tighten around my member. I began thrusting my hips into his mouth, as I nearly pulled his hair out. I moaned loudly, not being able to control myself. Louis only kept at it, bobbung his head quickly while I arched my back.

"Oh my." I panted, my breath hitching and my toes beginning to curl. I felt myself release into his mouth, my body finally settling itself against me bed. Louis pulled off, swallowing what I had shot into his mouth.

"Fuck." I panted, finally catching on with the cursing. Louis climbed on top of my overworked body, leaning down to kiss me.

"You've got a little, uh." I breathed before licking what was dripping down his chin.

"Like how you taste?" He laughed when I squinted my eyes with disgust.

"You swallowed all of that?" I frowned.

"You taste good to me." Louis grinned.

"That was amazing." I said truthfully.

"That's only an appetizer." Louis winked.

"When do i get the main course?" I asked smugly. If this was the appetizer than I can only imagine how sex must feel. The thought made me shudder with delight.

"When it's time." Louis kissed me. "I should go, it's late." I pouted at his words. The last thing I wanted was for him to leave now.

"I gotta go, I'll see you at the bus stop tomorrow morning." I nodded as Louis climbed off of me.

"I'll walk you out." I said pulling my pants and underwear back on. Louis took hold of my hand and we walked down the stairs. Louis turned to me once we were at the door.

"Love you." He smiled.

"To the moon and back." I grinned, standing on my toes with my hands on his shoulders.

"Forever and always." He broke the gap in between us, pushing his lips against mine. I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue grazed over mine. I turned my head to the side, arms wrapping around his neck as his held my waist. I followed his lead, this being the first time I kiss with tongue. His tongue flicked against mine and I let out a moan. He pulled away slowly ending the kiss only to leave me breathless and in need of more.

"Goodnight." he whispered, his lips lingering on mine.

"Night." I closed the door once he'd walked out. As I was walking up the stairs, the lights flickered on.

"Harry, who was that?" Zayn asked. I froze. I was unable to answer his question with only one thing lingering through my head. How much did he see?

First smutty chapter of Dysfunction. Sorry it totally sucked. I am terrible at smut. But I'd appreciate it if you'd comment some feedback. -weirdo x

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Published: August 7, 2014