Zayn's POV
We all sit in Niall's flat, Louis in Harry's arms sobbing. A cop is kneeled in front of Louis, trying to get him to answer his questions. I look to Liam who is pacing back and forth, chewing on his lip.

The door flies open and Niall is standing there, panic on his face. "Louis," he starts and the cops instantly rush over to him. "This is my flat." Niall says before they can usher him out and they all dissipate from him. Liam finally sits down next to me and I place a hand on his thigh, rubbing small circles with my thumb.

"Mr. Tomlinson, please." They cop says, obviously getting annoyed with Louis's sobbing. Harry is whispering in his ear, trying to calm him down but nothing seems to be working.

"Is this the first time he's visited you since you've been out?" The cop asks and Louis slowly shakes his head no. It seems like we all visibly tense up, Harry squeezing Louis tighter. "When was the first time?" He asks and Louis doesn't say anything for awhile and then he slowly looks up, eyes puffy and red.

"A-at Liam's house." He says and Liam quickly gets up, storming out the room without any words. Louis flinches when he slams the door shut behind him.

"So that was the place you stayed at before here, correct?" He asks and Louis nods.

"He has only been staying here for about a week and a half." Harry says. Louis nods at that, looking down at his lap.

"Do you know how he's getting the address of these places? How he's finding you?" He asks and Louis shakes his head quickly.

"N-no." He says softly. Niall sits by me, a sickeningly pale color to his skin.

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Hours pass by before the cops leave us alone. They have one stay outside for 4 hours before they change shifts. We all spend the night at Niall's, watching movies and trying to get rid of the obvious tension in the air.

"Hocus Pocus is such a good movie." Harry says and we all hum in agreement.

"See, I like Monster House better." Niall says and Liam nods quickly. It's quiet again and I glance over to Louis who is tucked into Harry's side. He's staring at the ground in front of the TV, blinking rarely.

His eyes are still puffy and red, his cheeks having a slight blush. Harry chuckles at something on the TV and Louis's eyes quickly dart back up to the screen, Harry's laugh snapping him out of his thoughts.

"Unpopular opinion: the blonde one isn't that cute. Black hair has my heart." Niall says and we all look to him, raising our eyebrows.

"You're joking, right?" Liam asks, holding back a laugh.

"No! Guys hear me out!" Niall starts but Liam plugs his ears.

"La la la la!" He sings loudly. We all chuckle at their childlike antics.

"Zayn! Help me out?" Niall pleads. "You gotta have some feeling for the ugly ones, right? I mean you are dating Liam." Niall jabs and Liam instantly takes his fingers out his ears.

"What, mate?" Liam asks, voice calm and even yet threatening. Niall laughs his hearty laugh, throwing his head back, mouth ajar.

"It was a joke!" Niall says through the laughter and Liam stands up, grabbing a pillow.

"I didn't wanna have to do this." Liam says, cocking the pillow like you would a gun. He even makes the "ch-ch" noise.

"L-Liam." Niall begs, acting fake scared.

"Louis, close your eyes." Liam says and Louis just giggles as Harry puts his hand over his boyfriend's eyes. Louis moves Harry's hand down just enough so he can see. "You were a good friend Niall." Liam says as he starts beating Niall with the pillow.

Niall screams and grabs one of his own, hitting Liam back. I grab one and jump in, helping Liam.

"I've got you babe!" I shout and Niall falls onto his knees like he's getting weak.

"Louis! Harry! Help me!" Niall screams and he tosses a pillow in their direction. Louis looks at Harry before he pounces up, standing on the couch and beating me with the pillow.

"Louis! The betrayal!" I shout, fake heart-broken. He just giggles and continues hitting me. Next thing I know we're all on the couches, out of breath with pillows everywhere.

"You guys are exactly 8 years old." Harry says, laughing at us. Louis just sprawls out in Harry's lap, acting like he's gonna pass out.

"What time is it?" Niall asks, chest moving up and down quickly. I glance over at that clock above the stove.

"9:45." I say and he just nods.

"Harry and Louis can take the guest bedroom, and Zayn and Liam can take the couch." Niall says. We all nod and Harry helps Louis up, fixing his hair from where it got messed up from the blows of the pillows.

Harry's POV
Louis walks with me into the guest bedroom and I turn on the small lamp on the bedside table.

"Why're we going to bed so early?" He asks, voice soft, showing how tired he is.

"Because it's been a long day." I say pausing. Louis's lips form into a small pout and imitate him, leaning in and kissing them after. He just fights a smile and I pull the duvet back, getting in after Louis.

*smut boyo*

I turn the light off once him and I are all tucked in. The only light in the room is from the moon, peering in the window. I softly rub my hand on Louis thigh and he leans in, kissing me harshly.

I am a little startled at first but start kissing back quickly. I place my hands on his thighs, pulling him closer to me and making him straddle me. He slowly starts moving his hips on me, rubbing our slowly growing bulges together. 

"I need you Harry." He whispers, knowing that if the boys hear us they won't let us live this down. I buck my hips and he gasps, placing his hands on my chest so I don't fall off. He whines in his throat, giving me puppy eyes and I chuckle, quickly flipping us over.

His legs are around my waist and he locks his ankles behind my back, pulling me closer. I lean down and kiss him, slowly moving my hips. I pull away from his lips with a loud smack and go to his neck, instantly finding his sweet spot right behind his ear.

He's letting out soft moans now, mouth parted and eyes closed. His chest is moving rapidly and his hands grip my biceps as if he's scared he'll float away if he doesn't hold on.

"I-I need you. More of you." He pants out, moving his hands from where they grip my biceps to my neck, pulling me impossibly closer to him.

"What do you need, baby?" I ask, still rutting my hips against him. By now his cheeks have a dark blush spread across them, visible even in the moonlight.

"You, your hands, your body." He says and I just nod, knowing what to do but scared it'll be too much. I pull back and he pouts, looking upset.

"Can you take your pants off for me, babe?" I ask and he nods quickly. Pulling his pants and underwear off. He pulls my hoodie down, over his groin, still embarrassed to be seen by me. "Don't hide, Lou. You're so beautiful." I whisper and he just beams.

I lean over him again, my body between his legs and he lets go of the hoodie, now running his fingers through my hair. He involuntarily bucks his hips up, trying to get some friction on his aching member.

I feel his precum, leaking from the head of his cock and it gets on my shirt, soaking through and wetting my skin. He is whining now, tugging and pulling at my hair on the base of my neck.

"H-Harry, more. I need more." He whines out and I just shush him, placing one last kiss on his lips before I lean back on my haunches. Staring at the sight in front of me.

Louis is laid out on his back, his legs spread wide so I can see everything and his cock, slick, angry, and red, all while wearing my hoodie.

His eyes flutter open and he stares at me through thick eyelashes, practically pleading me to give him some relief.

"Just relax, baby. I need you to tell me if you want me to stop, okay?" I say calmly. He nods quickly, reaching down with unsteady hands to touch himself and relieve some of the ache. "Yeah, touch yourself for me. Just like that." I say and he lets out a shaky sigh, slowly wrapping his hand around himself and stroking, like I've done to him before.

I stick my fingers in my mouth, coating them with generous amounts of spit before I place a hand on his thigh, spreading his legs even more.

"Keep touching yourself, okay? I'm gonna finger you." I say and he barley opens his eyes, giving me a quick nod before he continues touching himself.

I use one hand and spread him open, looking at the pink fluttering hole and I groan. I slowly poke at the hole with my finger, my eyes quickly darting up to his face to gage a reaction but his expression doesn't change.

I unsurely slide my finger in, hearing Louis gasp and I feel his body tense around my finger.

"H-Harry." He gasps out, his hand now standing still on his cock and his head tipped up, eyes staring at me in confusion.

"Are you okay?" I ask quickly and he is quiet for what seems like an eternity before he nods quickly. "Just relax, baby. Keep touching yourself for me. It's such a pretty sight." I say and he nods, resting his head back on the pillow before his hand slowly starts moving again.

I manage to slip another finger in and he arches his back, slowly speeding up with the hand that's around his cock and gripping the sheets with his free hand.

I let him adjust to the stretch before I slowly start to wiggle my fingers in his tight heat. I search for that little nub that will have his head spinning.

"O-oh my god, Harry." He says and I freeze, scared I hurt him before he quickly shakes his head no. "D-don't stop, please, don't stop." He says and I sigh slowly moving my fingers again before I feel something hard rub against my fingers and his back is arching, a scream slipping out his lips. White ribbons of cum shoot on his chest and he stops moving his hand, his body jerking with each stream of cum that leaves him.

I slowly slide my fingers out and he doesn't even flinch, his body limp against the bed. I quickly pull myself out my pants and stroke myself to a quick and messy orgasm, whispering curses to myself when I cum in my hand.

I sigh, my body now exhausted and I grab the tissues on the bed side table, cleaning myself up and Louis too. I put his panties back on and pull my boxers back on, helping Louis get back under the covers and myself as well.

"You did so well, Lou. You're such a good boy." I say, running my hands through his hair and kissing his head. He just hums in acknowledgment, sighing happily before his breathing slowly turns into snores.

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I'm literally such a garbage can. I'll try to update more often. I <3 u guys