The Secrets That We Keep
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Tags:Harry!Omega; Louis!Alpha;Liam&Josh!Alphas; Niall&Zayn!Omegas; Larry, Ziam, Nosh; not much else to say… no mpreg(I know, sad day). Umm. Some feelings get hurt and confusion happens. Larry does bond/mate/whatever you want to call it and it is a happy ending(:
WARNING!! CONTAINS BOYXBOY SMUT! A/B/O! IDK WHAT ELSE TO WARN YOU ABOUT. TWO BOYS HAVE SEX AND IT’S DIFFERENT THAN USUAL. (FOR THOSE WHO DON’T UNDERSTAND) (Sorry if I’m a terrible A/B/O writer.)
Enjoy!! <3
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Louis looked up from the files he was sorting through when he heard his office door being opened, wondering why they (who ever they are) didn't knock, but then he realised: it was only Harry. His business partner, who shared an office with him. The curly haired lad walked in, late, but not seeming to care as he plopped down in his chair across from Louis. Due to recent budget cuts, Louis and Harry were forced to share an office, though Louis didn't mind. Their desks were facing each other in the middle of the small room, a couch against the one wall and filing cabinets against the others. It was a crowded space but Louis liked it that way, made it feel more home-y and comfortable.
Harry, he could see, started rummaging through his top drawer on the left (right? Harry's right, Louis' left). "You okay, mate?" Louis asked, curiously eyeing Harry, a wave of relief washing over his face as he pulled out a pill organizer. He never noticed that before, didn't even know Harry took pills until then and they've been working together for over a year now.
He watched as Harry opened the Tuesday tab, emptying that compartment of the two different pills into his hand and then taking them with the coffee from Starbucks he had. After, Louis noticed, Harry pulled his phone out and checked the time, looking at the digital clock on the wall and then back. A look of relief washed over him and then he turned back, his eyes widening when he saw Louis.
"Seriously, Haz. You okay?" Louis asked, smiling a bit at how funny Harry looked, frantically trying to take those pills... on time it seemed like. "I didn't know you had to take pills. What're they for?"
"Yeah," Harry said, placing the pill organizer back in the drawer. "I'm fine. Just was late and wanted to make sure I got them on time. And..." he awkwardly said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Louis raised an eyebrow, the only reason coming to mind as to why Harry would need to take pills not seeming logical. Harry's a beta. Not an alpha or an omega. He doesn't need to take suppressants at all. "What are they for?" Louis found himself asking again. He was going to ask why he'd never seen Harry take them before but then he remembered that Harry has always gotten to work before him so he probably takes them before Louis gets there.
"Um. Nothing really. I, uh," he sounded really awkward; like he didn't want to talk about it or like he was lying and knew Louis knew. Louis didn't pay attention to that at all, though. Harry's a weird person in general so it's not like this is unusual for him or anything. That's one of the things he loves about Harry. "I have a heart condition. And I have to take those to make sure my heart beat stays regulated throughout the day. If I don't, my heart could slow down and I would have to go to the hospital."
Louis' mouth dropped because, wow. Even if Harry was lying, which he's pretty sure Harry was, that was pretty convincing. Which was also weird because Harry is a terrible actor? But that. What Harry told him was serious and even if he thinks Harry was lying still, he's concerned. "How come you've never told me that before?"
Harry shrugged, looking down at the few files Louis had set on his desk. They work for a Model Agency and Louis and Harry are in charge of sorting all the files from the new and old models. So every day, they are given files that are supposed to be sorted and entered in the computers and it may sound easy, but that's only because it is.
"Just never thought it was important I guess," he said quietly as he got his laptop out and turned it on. When he looked back up, Louis noticed the nervous in his eyes and he knew for sure then that Harry was lying, but he didn't push it. He and Harry had a few extra files to go through that day so him and Harry got to work, talking about random things throughout the morning half of the work day.
When Louis got done with his half of the filing, he looked at the time and say it was 12:43. Perfect, he thought as he glanced up to see Harry just then finishing his half. When Harry looked up after shutting his laptop, Louis said: "Lunch?"
A smile spread on Harry's face as he nodded, standing up and stretching. Louis tried to ignore the way Harry's shirt came up as he stretched, showing a little sliver of his pale skin. He tried to look away, and not bite his lip or anything because he can't think of Harry that way. He cannot have feelings for him and be attracted to him. He's an alpha and Harry is a beta. They can't be together so why try? That's what Louis tells himself.
Louis gets up and follows Harry out, telling him about the call he got from his sisters the night before and how much he missed them as they walked to the elevator and went down. Lunch consisted of them walking to the corner cafe and ordering their usual, sitting in the odd chairs in the front corner, watching and judging the people on the sidewalk no matter how bad that was. They always did that, everyday. And they were okay with it.
It was great to because Louis was always pointing out who he thought was an alpha, whether girl or guy, and Harry would do the opposite: pointing out who he thought was omega. They had a fun time doing it, no matter how wrong it was to judge people and try and guess what they were, but that's why they did it. Because both of them knew the other was okay with it and they had a lot of fun.
Once done, they started to make their way back, joking around and laughing around with each other on the side walk, being the normal Louis/Harry they were. And once back in the building on their floor, the co-workers just rolled their eyes at the two, who were going back and forth about something stupid. They were used to Harry's and Louis' bantering and antics.
Louis flopped down on the couch, sipping the last of his tea and throwing the disposable cup away as Harry got busy to the two new files on his desk. They will sometimes have for things to file when back from lunch and if not, and then they just hang out in their small office until four, doing absolutely nothing and everything. It was about fifteen minutes before Harry was done and just as Louis was falling asleep, he felt his legs being lifted up and then being placed back down, except on top of Harry's lap instead of the couch.
"Falling asleep on me?" Harry asked with a smile, not realising that he tucked a stray strand of Louis' hair behind his ear. Though, Louis noticed. He noticed everything Harry did. All his little quirks and everything and he kind of loved the slightly younger lad. Maybe not as in, in love with him, but he loved everything about him and absolutely adored him. He doesn't know how he would've survived in this office without Harry in his life and he's glad to have Harry as a friend.
"Maybe," he said back slowly, nudging Harry's stomach with his knee. "Fuck you," he muttered, smiling at the way Harry's eyes seemed to light up at that, even though it was quite rude.
"If only it were possible," Harry teased, poking Louis' side and chuckling when he squirmed.
Louis rolled his eyes, remembering that Harry has a tendency to turn conversations between them sexual as often as he can. He was quiet for a while, staring up at the white ceiling as Harry started drumming on his thigh with hi index fingers. And it wasn't awkward whenever it was silent with them. They were so used to being around each other, so used to each other in general that the silences they shared were never awkward because words weren't needed at all times.
Louis' mind was currently wrapped up with Harry. He likes Harry. A lot. Harry is just so beautiful and perfect and Louis would probably kill if that meant he could give up his being an alpha just so he could be with Harry. That's why they weren't together, Louis frowned at that thought. Louis is an alpha and Harry is a beta. Even if they tried, their relationship wouldn't be the best. Louis probably would've asked Harry out already, but no. He finds random omegas to fuck, pulling out before he knotted them so they wouldn't bond at all, just so he could take his mind off Harry and away from knowing that he couldn't be with him.
But when Louis glanced over at Harry, he did a double take because Harry was staring across the room, worrying his bottom lip and he had this nervous/sad look on his face, his eyes glinting a way Louis wasn't too fond of. "Harry," Louis said quietly, putting his hand over Harry's, which were still drumming on his thigh but in a crazy, erratic way. "You okay?"
Harry's eyes snapped to Louis and his jaw dropped a bit, noticing that Louis was watching him. Louis knew Harry wasn't okay and he had a feeling that the thing making Harry in a sour mood had something to do with the whole thing that happened earlier that morning. "Uh. Yeah, Lou," Harry answered in a small voice, looking down. " "M fine."
But Louis knew better so he sat up, still facing Harry. He brought his one foot under the other thigh, resting his elbow on the back of the couch and his chin on his elbow as he stared at Harry. "Harry," Louis said, patting his knee to get his attention. "Something’s wrong. I can tell. With what happened today and then you being all silent... Harry, what's wrong?" Louis asked after Harry lowered his gaze and was quiet again.
Their eyes met and Louis frowned. He's never seen Harry look so serious and nervous, but he could tell what Harry wanted. Harry had something he wanted to talk about, but he knew he couldn't. Which. That kind of saddened Louis because Harry is supposed to be able to tell them everything. They're best friends; Louis will always be there for Harry and would never judge him at all.
"Harry..." Louis encouraged, placing an arm around his shoulder.
Harry rested his head on Louis' shoulder and sighed. "It's just... I lied to you earlier. About those pills I have to take."
"I figured," Louis mumbled, though he ran his hand up and down Harry's arm for comfort.
Again, Harry sighed, trailing his fingers over Louis' green chinos. "They aren't.. I don't have a heart disease. And I really just want to say why I take them but I can't, Louis. It's just... If I don't take them on time everyday then something really bad will happen and that's why I was freaking out earlier."
"What're you talking about?" Louis asked. He was really confused. Harry kept saying things that didn't make sense and he really wanted to know.
It was quiet because Harry was still hesitant, not wanting to tell him bit at the same time wanting to tell him everything because he's Louis, his best friend. And Louis just sat there, arm around Harry in a comforting way, playing with his curls with his free hand. Multiple possibilities of what was going on with Harry ran though his mind, but none of them were what was actually wrong. Louis never thought, never in a million years, would he have thought that what Harry was about to say was the situation.
Taking a deep breath, Harry sat up straight, letting Louis' arms fall and rubbing his face. "I've been lying. To everybody, to you. For a long time now..." he trailed off.
Louis was sitting up too, worried, confused, concerned. Harry's been lying? About what? "What is it?" he asked.
The room fell silent again save for their breathing and Louis was really starting to worry because Harry was acting differently. And not in his usual, Harry awesome way. Louis didn't like that Harry was uncomfortable and that Harry wasn't his usual, happy self. "If I don't take those every day at the same time... I could go into heat," Harry whispered into his hands, the words sounding quiet and muffled.
But Louis heard what he said. Louis heard every word and he gasped. "What?" he croaked out.
"That's what I've been lying about, Lou," Harry said, finally looking up at him with big, sad eyes. "I'm an omega... I just," he looked back down. "When I got the job here, I never thought I would be here as long as I have been so I didn't bother telling people what I was. I mean, I'm on suppressants so it's not like anybody would find out. And everybody just assumed that I was a beta and I was okay with that."
Louis just sat there with his hand to his mouth, surprised at what he was hearing. Harry's an omega? Like, what? How come he never realised this before? He understands now, though, why Harry always did what he asked right away, why Harry was always willing to do anything with him, try anything, say anything. Why Harry always stuck to Louis' side no matter what. Why he sometimes would get scared or worried when he was around other alphas...
"Harry... I..." Louis tried. "Well this is a surprise."
"Isn't it?" Harry said, shaking his head. "And... God, I'm so pissed at myself for being late this morning because I always take my suppressants when I get to work. And I was an hour late and that could just screw everything up..." Harry trailed off, pulling at his hair a little. He looked frustrated and worried and Louis just wanted to cuddle him. But at the same time he was confused as hell because how come he's never noticed this before. Like, seriously.
A few long moments later, Louis placed his arm back around Harry's shoulders. "Well listen," he started in a caring voice. "If you need to, you can take a week off or something. I've never been in heat before but from what I've heard, it's the same agonizing pain as being in rut is."
Harry looked up at Louis with a smile. "Thank you," Harry said, resting his head on Louis' shoulder.
Louis smiled and leaned them against the back of the couch, smiling a bit more when Harry's hair brushed his chin. And then the smell hit him. The distinct omega smell that he never noticed before until now. Harry is definitely an omega. And if he smells this good now, what will he smell like in heat? Damnit! Louis thinks to himself, pushing all thoughts from his mind. He can't think about that while Harry is here!
"You are okay, right?" Louis asked. He didn't want Harry to be in a weird mood anymore.
"Not really. I don't think I'll be okay until I know for sure that taking my suppressants an hour late didn't screw everything up." Louis understood that to. He knew what it was like to forget a day and then his rut came early and he had to stay home from school a couple of days. It was absolutely horrible too. He normally schedules his ruts for once a year, but that year in Uni was hell for him.
"You'll be okay," Louis assured him. He really was hoping that Harry would be okay because he doesn't want Harry to go through the hell of... yeah. And because he'll miss Harry terribly if he'd gone for a whole week. "Just don't think about it at all."
Harry scoffed, looking up at Louis. "How am I supposed to forget, though? it's kind of hard not to. It was supposed to be scheduled for next month when we're off on vacation, so I could lock myself in my flat and just... well you know. But-"
"Harry, stop rambling. I know what it's like to miss a day or two and then have it come early. Second year in Uni and it happened to me. It sucks, it does. But you just have to be calm because if you worry, that'll just make it ten times worse," Louis explained, nodding when Harry's jaw dropped on disbelief. He was glad he could talk to Harry about this kind of thing.
"I'll try," Harry said after a bit, rubbing his palms over his eyes again. "But it's going to be hard."
Louis sat straight up, pulling harry with him with a huge smile on his face as a perfect idea came to mind. "And that's why I'm going to take you out with me, Zayn, and Liam and we're going to get your mind off this. For the rest of the week we'll work, then hang out doing whatever for the day. Can't have a moping Harry," he said teasingly. He smiled when he saw Harry smile, jumping up from the couch. "Come on," he said.
"Where are we going?" Harry asked when he stood up with Louis, following him out of the office.
"I'm taking you to the historical museum a couple blocks away." And before Harry could protest because he knew that look Harry was giving him, he said: "It's a lot more fun than you think. It's big and complicated and we could play hide and seek?" he offered as they stepped into the elevator.
"Really?" Harry asked.
"Yup. I promise you'll have fun and forget all about... yeah," Louis said, smiling at Harry as the doors opened and they stepped out, starting their journey to the museum. It was the most fun Louis' had in a long while. Him and Harry took a tour of the museum at first, in order to map it out and whatnot, and when the group was said the be able to explore on their own. So Harry and Louis split up, going to their respective sides of the whole museum, texting each other when they were ready and then they played a very intense, long game of hide and seek. They eventually had to be escorted out and they were both still laughing about the obviously beta security guard who's name tag said Paul and who looked clearly annoyed by them, but Louis could see the fondness in those eyes, which made his heart swell.
And then the next day, Wednesday, Harry was on time and everything was smooth. They did the day's work and finished early, going to lunch early and then meeting up with Zayn and Liam at some family gaming centre. It had a mini-golf course, a go-cart track, and then the inside had a food court and a big game room which consisted of a hundred different types of arcade games, a laser tag room, and even an obstacle course room. The day was long for all four of them and by the time they had diner, it was passed eight in the evening.
And Harry definitely forgot all about his maybe going into heat early, which made Louis happy that he could help his mate out. His mate. He's been thinking about Harry even more because now he knows that Harry is an omega and it's possible that they could actually be together, he notices his feelings for Harry are bigger than he thought. He stares at Harry a lot more, noticing even more cute little things about him, like the way he bit the side of his index finger whenever he was nervous. Louis pays attention to Harry a lot more than usual because Harry is just so gorgeous and such a wonderful person to be around and Louis knows that he likes Harry. He knows that if he got to be with Harry that would make him to happiest person alive.
He just doesn't know if Harry feels the same way back. Yes, Harry will do anything he wants him to and yes Harry is always staring at him and always wanting to be around him. But Harry obeys Louis because, even though they aren't bonded, Louis is an alpha and Harry is an omega and Harry loves to please Louis. And they're best friends. So why wouldn't Harry want to spend time with him. Louis kind of thinks that Harry may like him back, but then again, he feels like it's just his heart speaking. And so he doesn't try anything. He doesn't want to freak Harry out or push himself onto Harry.
Which that sounds dumb but Louis doesn't care.
Thursday goes by quickly. Work goes on as usual, along with lunch at the cafe. And then Louis invites Harry over to his to hang out for the afternoon. They sit and play board games (because Louis sometimes likes to go old fashioned okay?) and then they have a DW marathon whilst eating the homemade cookies Louis tried and failed to make, though Harry seemed to like them. And after, they just sat and talked until Harry claimed he had to go home so he could get some sleep before work in the morning. Louis tried desperately to not watch Harry's long, slim body as he walked away and out the door because it wasn't doing anything to help him.
When Louis gets to work on Friday morning, he shows up extra early with coffee and come pastry cakes from a coffee shop next to his flat building. He was wanting to give them to Harry and have a nice breakfast with him and so he sat down at Harry's desk, waiting for his best friend, the one he could possibly be in love with though he would never think about that.
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Harry was late, again, but only by a few minutes. And he still had time until he had to take his suppressants so he knew he'd be okay. It was when he was about to walk into his and Louis' office, that he stopped, confused. The light in the office was on and the door was closed. Not many other people were there at the moment because Harry gets there way early, so he had a right to be confused. Their office door is always open and the light shut off.
But when he opened the office door -having to use the key because it was locked, which was weird also- he certainly wasn't expecting to find what he did. Two naked men on the couch in the office, one being Louis and the other being some random black-haired guy he's never seen before. He was surprised because they clearly had sex and were just lying there, cuddling up to each other. The two had turned and looked at Harry with surprised expressions.
But then Harry saw the other guys neck., the guy who he didn't know. His neck was bruised and bitten but... right where his shoulder met his neck was a dark bite scar.
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"Are you sure you're okay with me just leaving?" the black haired man said. Louis and other male -Blake, he recalled- were both clothed now and standing by the door. Blake said he had to get to work and Louis was perfectly fine with that.
He opened the door for him and smiled. "I'm sure. Just glad I remembered to get your number before you left," Louis said back, smiling and waving at the guy as he walked out. He then noticed a sticky-note on his door and took it down, reading the neatly written note, the handwriting obviously Harry's.
staying home today -H
Louis was confused, going back to sit at his desk. Harry walked in right after him and Blake were done... doing that. He just walked out and now this note on his door? But he pushes the thought of Harry away. The reason why he'd shagged the bloke was to get his mind of Harry because it was starting to become unhealthy how Louis thought about him all the time.
He finished all they day's paperwork without Harry, even if it took him a lot longer than normal. When got off at four, like he's supposed to everyday, he texted Harry.
From: Louis
You okay?
And the reply he got back was short and simple and right after, though Louis didn't buy it.
From: Hazz
fine
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The weekend was spent alone, sitting in his flat and drunk dialling Zayn and Liam twice. And then Monday came and he got a text from Harry, making him even more sad than he already was.
From: Hazz
Mum's sick so I went home. Might be gone tomorrow to
Louis didn't reply, just got to work on the day's files, being playing his favourite playlist out loud. Harry doesn't like listening to music when he's working because it distracts him. But Louis gets to listen to it now because Harry's gone. He sad because he doesn't get to see Harry and because Harry's Mum is sick. But Louis' okay.
Harry doesn't come back on Tuesday, probably still home with his Mum, which Louis thinks is so sweet. How Harry will go home and take care of his Mum when she is sick. But Louis still misses Harry and finds Harry on his mind now more than ever before.
When Harry doesn't show up Wednesday, Louis is getting worried because Harry hasn't texted or called or emailed or anything to tell him he was going to be gone. He texted Harry to asked if he was okay and if his Mum was okay but he didn't get an answer. And Harry didn't answer when he called either. So Louis just got to work, per usual, groaning because there was a lot more to do that day and he didn’t have his partner to help him at all. To go to the cafe with him and judge people with him.
Thursday is when Louis starts to get really worried. Harry hasn't contacted at all and the last time he saw him was the Friday before, that surprised and hurt look on his face. Lois just didn't get why. Why Harry wasn't coming to work, why he wouldn't answer Louis at all. Work that day is even longer and more terrible.
So since Harry won't answer at all, Louis found his Mum's number -which wasn't hard, considering it was in the employee information files- and called her, wanting to make sure her and Harry was okay.
"Hello?" a woman's voice said from the other end. She had a pretty voice.
"Hi, Anne?" Louis said awkwardly into the phone, remembering the name on the files.
"Yes. Who is this?" she asked back, sounding a bit weary.
"I'm Louis. Louis Tomlinson. I, uh, work with your son?" he tried. He didn't want to sound too weird.
A silence floated through the phone, worrying Louis a bit, but then- "Yes, Louis. Harry's told me about you. What's up, love?" she asked, sounding so sincere and welcoming. It was honestly cute and Louis loved her immediately.
"Well I was just calling to see if everything was alright. Harry texted and said he'd be out of work for a few day because you were sick and he wanted to take care of you? It's been a while since then and he won't answer his phone so I just wanted to make sure everything was going well."
Again, it was silent, and then Anne was chuckling. "He really told you that?" she asked, chuckling again when Louis said yes. "I'm not sick, Louis. Harry's hasn't been home at all for a couple of months. I don't know why he... Oh..." she said slowly and quietly.
"What?" Louis asked, suddenly mad at Harry because he lied.
"Um," Anne said. "He's done this before," she explained. "Lied about me being sick and whatnot. I, uh, think he's probably just sick himself. Didn't want anybody to worry about him, y'know."
"I guess," Louis said, shrugging even though Anne couldn't see him.
"Well. I'm sure he'll be back soon. Sorry about him lying to you. I really should yell at that boy for doing that," she said with an upbeat tone, making Louis smile a bit.
"It's fine. Thanks for letting me know. I should probably go. Got files to sort and stuff," Louis said. He said his goodbyes and hung up, rubbing his eyes in confusion and frustration. Why did Harry lie to him? His Mum wasn't sick so he didn't go home, which meant he was still here in London and he... He lied to Louis. About why he was gone. Which made Louis furious because why would he lie to him about something like that? If he was sick, he could've just told Louis.
Whatever. Louis was pissed and he really missed Harry so he went to the contact in his phone and called it, smiling when Blake said he'd be happy to have Louis come over.
And when he got off and went straight to Blake's, he could already feel like this was going to be a night to remember. Even if he didn't know why. They ate some pasta dish Blake had made and then resided to the living room, where Louis was currently kissing the cute omega. After a while of snogging, Louis started kissing along the male's jaw, and then down his neck, tonguing and nosing along until-
"What the fuck is that?!" he asked, pulling away completely from Blake, staring at the obvious bond mark on his neck. "You're mated?" he asked in disbelief, looking between Blake’s eyes and the mark.
"I'm not... not anymore," Blake said, his fingers coming up to touch the scar.
Louis was confused. "What do you mean?"
"I was. His name was Nick but... he died in a car crash a couple years ago. So, no. I'm not mated anymore" he finished, running his hands through his black hair.
Louis was relieved. He thought he'd been with a mated omega and he could seriously be in deep shit if that were true. But then his mind wandered. Wandered back to when they were together the first time the last Friday. Why didn't he notice the mark then? Blake was a mail boy and Louis found him very endearing. He didn't know Harry was going to walk in on them like that.
And he started thinking about when Harry walked in. Louis was laying across the couch, Blake on top of him with his face in the crook of Louis' neck. With the way Blake was laying, Harry would've been able to see the mark. Harry's horrified look from that morning popped into his head.
Without another thought, he jumped up from the couch. "Hey, Blake. I've got to go." He saw the look on Blake's face and pulled him into a hug. "You're a nice guy, you are. But I just don't I can do this with you." He pecked Blake's cheek once more and then left, running to his car.
When he got to where he needed to be, he quickly went inside through the car garage, up to his floor and down to his office, where there, his started rummaging through that drawer. Harry's desk drawer on the top. The little blue pill organizer was spotted easily and he took it out, opening all the little flap things. All were empty accept Friday one which meant Harry hadn't taken his suppressants at all since the Thursday before.
He knew what was really wrong then. Harry walked in Friday and saw Louis with the other man and he was jealous and hurt because he liked Louis back so he left, not taking hi pills that morning and since he hadn't been back, he wasn't able to refill the organizer and take them the whole week either. So, he went home Friday because he was in no mood to be around Louis and then the reason why he's been gone for so long was because he wasn't taking his suppressants which meant he'd probably gone into heat.
And fuck. Louis felt really bad now because if he hadn't have seduced that mail boy, him and Harry would still be living happy lives. But nope. Louis always has to ruin everything.
So, Louis made his way back out of the empty work building, down to his car and he was gone. Driving as fast as he could without actually speeding, going in the direction of his best friend's house because he needed to tell Harry that he was sorry and that he loved Harry and Harry only and if Harry was in heat, then he'd me more than happy to help him out and even mate with him. That seriously would make him the happiest camper alive.
The drive was long- how many people come out on a Thursday night like this? At 20:00? Louis’ never seen so many people driving like this. Traffic was terrible and what made it worse was that Harry’s flat was half way across town so it took forever it seemed like. He kept getting cut off by people and he was honestly pissed because Louis just wanted to get to his Harry.
By the time he pulled in front of Harry’s building, it was 20:43. He jumps out and runs as fast as he can inside, taking the stairs instead of the elevator because they were faster. To his surprise, Harry’s door was unlocked and right as he stepped in, he could smell it. Harry’s scent was everywhere; it flood in Louis’ nostrils and filled his whole body, making him shudder and smile. Harry smelled even better than he thought he would in heat.
He shut the door and kicked off his shoes, slipping his jacket off as well and then searching out Harry, looking in the kitchen, then the living room, the bathroom, and then finally he opened Harry’s bedroom door. Just to find Harry curled up naked on the bed, crying in his sleep. The smell was even stronger and he could tell by the way Harry was laying that he was producing quite a bit of slick, covering his bum and thighs and the sheets.
His shirt and pants were off in a second and then Louis was climbing up on the bed, feeling his member start to grow in the confinements of his boxers. “Harry,” Louis spoke, shaking him by his shoulders. He tried again and again until Harry finally started squirming, his eyes blinking open and his limbs stretching out, hitting Louis in the face.
Louis only chuckled, rubbing cheek a little before wrapping his arms back around Harry, pulling their bodies flush together. Louis could feel the heat radiating from Harry’s body and he felt bad for him. Harry’s eyes went wide and he started to freak out, staring at Louis with shock. “Louis! What the hell are you doing here!?” he asked loudly, trying to move away, but then he started to whine, the ache in his bum becoming noticeable again.
“Calm down, calm down,” Louis said, pulling Harry back to him. Quickly, he grabbed Harry’s face and pulled it to his own, kissing him frantically. Harry seemed to go limp but then he gasped when he felt Louis hard against his thigh and fuck. He went into heat that morning and he hasn’t been able to get any relief at all and now here’s Louis, an almost naked alpha. But.
“Lou,” Harry whined, clawing at his chest as Louis rolled over on top of him. “I need… want you,” he panted, rutting against Louis. Their eyes met but then Harry remembered the last time he saw those eyes, the eyes which belonged to a mated alpha. “Lou… But you’re mated,” he whined, pushing his hips against Louis’.
“But I’m not,” Louis said back, continuing his kissing to Harry’s neck, trailing his fingers down Harry’s front until they got to Harry’s hard member, wrapping around it and tugging. “Blake’s mate died in a car crash. It wasn’t me and…” he smiled at the way Harry was moaning, bucking into his hand. “I want to be your alpha.”
“Yesss!” Harry hissed, kissing Louis. Louis sucked Harry lip in his mouth and bit down a little as he trailed his fingers down even more, smiling when Harry spread his legs. He smelled sooo good and Louis couldn’t help but plunge that first finger up into Harry as far and hard as he could, hitting Harry’s prostate and making Harry whine as he spilled over his stomach.
Again, Harry started to whine out, begging for Louis to fill him and to fuck him and knot him, to which Louis took himself away from Harry fully. He ripped his boxers off and ground himself into Harry’s thigh, reaching back around him to push two fingers in while kissing him. Harry was so open and wet and Louis could not wait to be inside him.
“Want me, Harry?” Louis asked, adding a third finger to the other two and pushing them in and out of Harry at a fast pace, relishing on the fact that Harry was still hard as a rock. Harry was nodding frantically, pushing down on Louis’ fingers and pushing his hips into Louis’. “Good,” he mumbled.
Quickly, he rolled them over so he was between Harry’s spread legs, staring down at the boy below him who looked in pain. Feeling bad for him, Louis skimmed the tip between Harry’s bum cheeks, delighted in the feeling of the slick and the warmth. “Louis!” Harry whined. His eyes were closed, hand grasping the sheets and he was trying to push down onto Louis; already he looked wrecked but that didn’t stop Louis.
Louis put his hands on either side of the beautiful boy’s head beneath him, leaning down to connect their lips as he pushed himself in the tight, tight heat. His head slipped in with ease and his first thrust was more harsh than he planned, but Harry seemed to be okay with it because he moaned really loudly, pushing down. He pulled out and pushed back in, hitting Harry’s prostate and smiling because Harry, once again, released, shuddering and trembling. What surprises him the most is how many times an omega can come. And he’s only been with omegas when they aren’t in heat so it must be sooo must more when they are.
He started thrusting in and out, in and out, the wet heat of Harry making him moan a little. Harry was shaking and hissing, moaning each time Louis hit his sweetspot because he was finally getting what he needed. No longer was he making himself come from his fingers, but an actual alpha, who wanted him just as much.
“Louis,” Harry moaned.
Louis smiled down at him, thrusting even faster in and out of him, the feeling and sound and smell of Harry already making him feel like he could pop anytime. Alone, it would take Louis quite a while to reach that point, but with Harry, he was already starting to swell and he knew Harry could tell because Harry was chanting ‘yes’ and ‘in’ over and over again, pulling at Louis’ hair and moaning.
On instinct, an instinct he didn’t even know he had, Louis leaned down to Harry’s neck, his teeth sharpening and grazing over his neck as his knot started to swell even more. “Love you, Haz,” Louis said, nibbling at Harry’s skin where his shoulder and neck met on the right side.
One more hard thrust had Harry nearly screaming out Louis’ name and releasing for the third time all over his stomach. The way Harry tightened around him, had Louis moaning loudly and then he was locked inside Harry, shooting out his come deep inside Harry while his orgasm washed over him, his teeth breaking Harry’s skin at his neck and successfully bonding the two.
Harry gasped and cried out; from the feeling of Louis finally filling him up, from slight pain of the bite, and because he was finally Louis’. Louis’ mate, his partner for life. His heart swelled and he held on tight to Louis, never wanting to let him go, partly because he loved Louis sooo much and was glad he was now Louis’ and because Louis was filling him up so good, the ache in him bum going away.
After about a minute, Louis unattached from Harry’s neck, finally down from his high enough to think right. He smoothed his tongue over the mark on Harry’s neck, smiling as he looked back up, careful not to tug on Harry’s hole. His knot wouldn’t go down for a while.
Their eyes met and both smiled, Louis leaning down to kiss Harry. “Love you,” he whispered, fingers digging into his sides even more, probably leaving bruises.
“I love you too,” Harry answered back, blushing a light scarlet at Louis’ fond smiled. “Have for a while…”
“Really?” Louis asked, his eyes sparkling even more at the news he just received. When Harry nodded, he couldn’t help but force his lips upon Harry’s. Even though it was a rough start, the kiss soon turned slow and loving, the feelings between them being shared in the most intimate way, both of their hearts swelling four sizes bigger.
Louis couldn’t really help but love Harry. He’s so perfect.
-
“What’d you get?” Harry asked as he skipped out of his bedroom, noticing the bags on the coffee table. It smelled like Chinese takeout which was his favourite. His dumped himself on the couch next to Louis, smiling a thanks at him as he was handed what looked to be a Chinese noodles cup.
“Only your favourite,” Louis said with a ‘duh’ tone, smirking at Harry who’d blushed. He placed his arm around Harry who started to eat. He’d already ate while Harry was in the bath, only because he was starving and his and Harry’s schedules had gotten all sorts of messed up, what with Harry being in heat and all. The was barely able to remember to text Niall, his and Harry’s boss up at the office to tell him that both of them would be gone for the next week.
It’s Sunday evening of the next week and Harry is finally starting to calm down, enough for them to spend a few hours together doing whatever -in the confines of the flat- before Harry needs Louis again. Louis doesn’t care that he’s missing work or that he can’t step one foot outside of the flat or Harry will start crying; honestly, he’d stay in this apartment with Harry for the rest of his life, if he didn’t have responsibilities at work or other friends to keep up with. Like Liam and Zayn which he really should call.
His mind is reverted back to Harry, who started tugging at his hair. “Off in your own little world now?” he heard Harry say. He must’ve been thinking for a while because Harry was done eating and had thrown everything away, standing in front of Louis who was still on the couch.
“Sorry, love,” Louis said, standing up to take Harry in his arms, pecking him a few times on his lips, and then his healing bite mark on his neck. He sat back down with Harry in his lap, his fingers drawing pointless patterns into Harry’s thigh. “I called your Mum, y’know,” he said out of the blue. Him and Harry haven’t really been able to talk much; sleeping, eating, fucking, the sleeping some more, showering, then repeating it all over again. They didn’t care if they stayed up until two, and then woke at noon. They didn’t care that they just ate Chinese takeout from a sketch restaurant at almost midnight.
“When?” Harry asked, clearly confused. Why did Louis call his Mum.
“Thursday before last. You told me you went home because your Mum was sick and when you didn’t show up the whole week, I got worried,” Louis explained with a flat tone, though he could tell Harry was nervous, could feel it.
Harry spoke a little after. “Sorry I lied. I just… I didn’t know how to react to walking in on you and… whoever that was. And then I wasn’t at work so I couldn’t take my suppressants and-”
“What about birth control?” Louis asked suddenly, his hand coming up to cover Harry’s tummy without even realising it.
“I only have to take those once a week and I have extra here. We’ll be okay…”
“Until I steal all of them and hide them,” Louis said cheekily, already formulating a plan in his mind.
“Why are earth would you do that?” Harry asked, clearly confused and worried.
Louis just laughed, wrapping himself around Harry even more. “Maybe I want to have Children with you, Harry. You have to admit, Larry babies would be the cutest things ever,” Louis marvelled, his mind suddenly warming up to the idea of seeing Harry with a big tummy, and having children with him, and spending a lifetime with him.
Harry glanced up and caught Louis’ eyes, his eyebrow raised. “Larry babies?” He copied.
“Larry? Louis and Harry,” Louis tried to explain. “ ‘S what you get when you put our names together.”
“I get that,” Harry said, chuckling. “I just don’t understand where you came up with this…”
A smile broke on Louis’ face as he -without realising- raising his hand up to run his fingers over where he marked Harry, on his neck, making Harry shudder. Harry loved when Louis played with their bond mark. “It was Niall actually,” Louis said, surprising Harry. “Yeah. A couple months ago, I went to hang out with him and Josh and he started rambling about how me and you would’ve been the best couple ever and how our names would be Larry when put together and that he totally shipped us. Whatever that means. I guess-“ he shrugged. “I guess I just got it from him. Ever since, he’s always wanted us to be together or whatever but he knew it would never happen because you were a beta. Pfft.”
“Well. Niall’s in for some good news when we get back,” Harry said. He was surprised Niall wanted them to be together, and that Niall loved the thought of them, even came up with their ship name. It was quite comforting.
“Zayn and Liam too,” Louis added. “Can’t forget those two. God, think what their reactions will be,” Louis stated, shaking his head because he can already see it. He can see Niall’s grin, can practically feel how tight Niall will hug the two of them. And then Zayn and Liam will be so happy for Louis because he finally found a mate -at 23- and because his mate is Harry, the boy he’s loved ever since they met.
“All of them,” Harry said. “And my Mum’s going to be sooo happy. I’m 21, Louis. You know that. Do you know how worried she gets because I’m twenty-freaking-one and I still haven’t found a mate? Well, I have now. But she always got worried that I would be forced into something.”
Louis hugged Harry tighter, resting his nose in Harry’s precious curls. “I didn’t force you into this, did I?” he asked nervously, suddenly wondering if Harry just said all that to be relieved.
“No,” Harry said immediately, clutching to Louis even tighter. “Not at all. I wanted you Louis. To be mine and I wanted to be yours.” Again, Louis’ heart nearly melted and it took him a second to get himself together, lifting Harry’s chin up to place a sweet kiss to his plump lips.
“And I wanted you,” Louis said. “Not only because you smelled good either. I really do love you Harry.” Harry’s eyes absolutely shined with that, maybe because they were watering up, but neither of them cared because their lips joined again, their emotions and love being showed from just the small, innocent kiss.
And maybe if Harry wasn’t still getting over, possibly the worst heat he’s ever had, then they could’ve just laid there and kissed for hours upon hours, not needing to go any further because they knew they loved each other. But Harry was, indeed, still getting over his heat and after they had snogged for a while, he could feel himself start to produce slick, and he could feel himself hardening against his boxers.
Once Louis noticed, really only because of the smell, he pulled away and chuckled to himself, raising his eyebrow at Harry, “Sorry, I can’t help it,” Harry whispered, pushing his hips against Louis, sighing at the feeling of Louis’ hard dick pressing against his own.
“Think this’ll be the last time? For a while that is,” Louis said with a smile, just curious. “Until I go into rut next month, that is. I had that scheduled for the week we were supposed to get off for vacation.”
Harry looked up at him with wide eyes. “I wasn’t expecting it to be next month.”
“Oh well. You’ll just have to deal with it won’t you,” Louis said, his hand at Harry’s back slipping below his waistband, running his fingers through the slick Harry was creating. “But seriously,” he said, pushing his first finger into Harry’s wet hole, it sliding in easily. “Think this’ll be enough? You know… You’re heat to go away and all that?”
Harry was nodding frantically, pushing back on Louis one finger and even though it was only one finger, it felt amazing. Louis felt amazing. “It’ll be good. Sooo good. Just need you. N-need your kn-knot-t,” he stuttered as Louis plunged two fingers inside of Harry, making him come all over both of their stomachs, his body trembling.
He pulled his fingers out, pushing down both his own and Harry’s boxers, making Harry roll over so they were both on their sides. “Okay here, right?” Louis asked, pushing his head between Harry’s bum cheeks, feeling the warmth and wetness there, so tempted to just push in and fuck Harry.
“Yeah, yeah. Please,” Harry whined, pushing back against Louis.
Louis wrapped his arm around Harry’s waist, keeping him still as he grabbed hold of his dick and pushed against Harry’s rim, nudging it until he finally slipped in. No matter how horny or needy both of them were, Louis wanted to take this one slow, to make sure both of them felt everything, to make sure they had enough of how amazing each other is. He’s been rough all the other times, wanting to make Harry feel good; and he’ll do that this time, he’ll just drag it out longer, and make Harry feel even better before.
Maybe it’s because he loves Harry sooo much and wants him to feel as good as possible, or maybe it’s so he can drain the last of Harry’s heat out of him so they can have a break; Louis decides it’s both as he, slowly, pushed all the way inside of Harry, smiling at the whimper that fell from Harry’s lips.
Thrust after thrust, Louis got quicker and harsher, but it was at a slow pace. No matter how much Harry begged him to go faster, to fuck him harder and knot him, Louis still dragged it out. He had to pet at Harry’s hair a bit, even press his tongue against their bond mark to silence him.
“You’re fine,” he said in his alpha voice, though he still sounded loving. “I’ll take care of you.” His voce wavered a bit because he was currently thrusting deep inside of Harry.
Without warning, Harry came, splashing his stomach and the couch, keening high in the throat. He still was pushing back against Louis, though, because even though he’d already came twice, he still needed Louis’ knot in order to feel better.
Louis, for an odd reason, suddenly had a wave of jealousy wash over him, because Harry got to come again and Louis didn’t hasn’t gotten to yet. “Didn’t say you could come, did I?” Louis said harshly, reaching around and tugging on Harry’s sensitive dick, not stopping his dry, harsh tugs and deep, thorough thrusts until Harry was crying for him to stop.
“ ‘S dry... huts, Lou. Stop,” Harry whispered, but he didn‘t do anything about it. He didn’t want to make Louis mad. He came again all over, being silent as ever though Louis could tell he came because he could feel it on his hand.
So Louis finally did stop, stroking his tip one more time before returning his attention to his deep, slow thrusts in Harry. Harry was hard again and Louis knew he’d be able to come again, so Louis thrusted harder, aiming straight for Harry’s prostate. He was rewarded with a high pitched whine.
With a grunt on each in-thrust, Louis could feel himself starting to swell, both of them moaning. “Please!” Harry begged, not wanting Louis to pull out and push back in anymore; he just wanted Louis to stay deep inside him and knot him good, to get the ache in his bum away.
“Okay, okay,” Louis said, rocking his hips forward one last time, popping and locking inside of Harry. “Gonna fill you up good,” Louis whispered right before he cried out Harry’s name and was overtaken by the orgasm he was chasing, his come shooting out deep inside Harry. He, yet again, bit Harry’s neck, breaking the skin in the same spot as before to maximise the feeling. That was the second time he’s bitten Harry. All the other times they’ve fucked, Louis would suck a hickey right over that spot or just lick it.
The feeling of Louis knotting him and biting him had Harry coming again, his eyes watering as barely a little dribble of come seeped out of his slit, the intense waves of pleasure overtaking his body for the fourth time that night. Not the fourth of that day because Louis woke Harry up with his dick inside of him, but that’s beside the point.
It was a while before Louis was down from his high and when he was, he smoothed his tongue over their bond mark, pulling Harry’s body flush against his own, entangling their legs and kissing his neck. He tried his hardest not to tug on Harry’s sore hole, since he was still locked inside of him and would be for a bit longer. “You okay?” Louis asked quietly, burying his nose in Harry’s hair.
“I am now...” Harry whispered back, pulling the hand Louis had on his hip, around his whole waist. “Feels good. Bu’ ‘m told,” he mumbled. Louis pulled the blanket from the back of the couch over the two of them, a smile breaking across his face when Harry snuggled back into him. “Thank you.”
“Anything for you, love. Now sleep. We’re both tired and we have work tomorrow.” A groan slipped from Harry’s mouth, making Louis chuckle. “I know. I don’t want to go back either but we have to. Now sleep sweetie,” he whispered, entwining his fingers with the already drifting Harry, kissing his neck.
-
And there they sat across from Niall in the corner cafe. They’d decided to bring Niall along with them for lunch and Niall just got done eating and was staring at the two with hopeful, yet suspicious eyes. “What?” he asked, because both Louis and Harry were staring at him with smiles, Louis’ hand resting on Harry’s thigh under the table.
Then- “What’s that, Harry?” Louis asked once he noticed the obvious purple bite on his neck. The contrast of it against his pale skin should’ve been noticeable earlier, but Niall was to engrossed with his food to notice. “Wait...” he gasped as he glanced to Louis, and then back at Harry. He saw how close they were sitting and they way they’ve been clinging to each other and looking at each other; remembering how long they were both gone for; and then the bond mark on Harry’s neck.
“Niall-” Louis tried but was cut off by Harry.
“I’m an omega,” he said, similar to the way he told Louis just about a month ago.
“I knew it!” Niall shrieked, his face growing the biggest smile in the history of smiles. He looked so happy and both Louis and Harry had to laugh. “I knew Larry was real. Stupid Josh for saying you’re not.”
“Josh still doesn’t think we’re together?” Louis asked.
“Should’ve brought him to lunch with us,” Harry said, but then he was being ushered up because Niall wanted hugs, hugs and hugs and millions of Larry hugs; because he was happy for them and he thought they were the cutest couple ever and he loved them. Loved that they’d found each other.
On the walk back to the building, Niall’s phone started ringing, right in the middle of him rambling on and on about how he knew Harry wasn’t a beta and how Louis and Harry are so perfect together and the only reason why he answered it was because it knew it was Josh; could tell by the special ring tone he had for him. “Hello?” Niall asked, kind of annoyed because Josh interrupted him.
Louis and Harry just found him so cute, as they walked down the side walk, Harry’s arm around Louis because he’s taller and because he loves holding Louis.
Niall put Josh on speaker. “Why’re you so happy all of a sudden? You seemed really pissed this morning,” Josh said.
Louis leaned over and whispered to Harry as Niall went on to tell Josh he was all wrong about Larry. “That’s gonna happen with us,” he said with a smile.
“What is?” Harry asked.
“Being able to tell what the other is feeling even if were miles apart. We’re bonded. Mates for life-”
“And we love each other,” Harry said for him, kissing Louis. Harry may be an omega, but he still has a little bit of the upper-hand in the relationship. Maybe only because he was taller, but Louis was okay with that. As long as he could protect Harry and have a family with him and be with him forever, he’ll be fine. Nothing could separate the two now. And to think; it all started because Harry wanted to have a wank that Monday morning and that’s why he was late.
-End-