When I finally pulled up to Harry's house, it was gated. I hit the button on the intercom and waited.

"Can I help you?" A voice said over the speaker.

"Uh yeah. My name is Louis Tomlinson. Harry invited me over?" I said more as a question than a statement.

"Right. Come right in Mr. Tomlinson." The voice answered and the gate suddenly opened.

I drove up the driveway to see a massive house. Why Harry needed a house this size all to himself is beyond me. I parked the car and got out and noticed Harry coming out the door and walking over to me.

"Hey Lou." he said casually. "How was getting out without your sister knowing where you were going?"

I laughed. "Fine. She was too into telling my mom every single detail about your concert and meeting Louise afterwards."

"I'm glad that made her happy. Louise was quite impressed with the knowledge she already has at such a young age." Harry said, leading me to the door and opening it for me. "Why don't you have a seat and I'll go get us a couple of beers."

I nodded and walked over to sit on the couch. Harry came in a seconds later holding two iced cold beers. He handed me one and I thanked him. He then sat down fairly close to me. The couch was rather large and L shaped, so he definitely didn't have to sit that close, but I was not about to complain.

"So where does your sister think you are?" Harry asked.

"Out with friends. That's all I said. My mom isn't strict so as long as I tell her if I'm coming home that night or not, she doesn't really care where I go." I replied.

"That's pretty cool. My mom is the same way, but she kind of had to be. You know with becoming famous at sixteen and all."

"Yeah that had to be tough on her though. One day you're there and the next you're traveling the world." A part of me felt bad for his mom. I know my mom would be a mess without me near her every day.

"Oh it was. But now I have my sister on tour with me and that makes her feel a little more at ease with the whole thing." He said with a slight laugh.

The night went on with really easy conversation. I swear I could watch his lips move while he talks forever and not complain once. When I first heard about him, I thought he would be one of those stuck up superstars who don't really care about anything or anyone but themselves. I was really wrong though. Harry was really genuine.

After about 4 beers each, we were both clearly buzzed. Somehow throughout the night, Harry ended up squished against my side as we talked and laughed. I was staring at his lips and I hadn't noticed he had stopped talking.

"Lou?" he questioned.

I snapped out of it. "Huh? What?"

Harry looked at me for a second and bit his lip. I saw him glace down at my lips and then back up into my blue eyes. He looked like he was questioning something, and I wanted to say something but I didn't want to scare him off. Finally, after what felt like hours but was probably only thirty seconds, I spoke.

"Harry? You okay?" I asked.

He nodded and looked down with a blush. He was clearly embarrassed to be caught staring again. I felt a strong urge to make sure he knew it was okay. I hesitantly put my hand under his chin and turned his head back to face me.

"Hey" I started "What were you thinking about?" The curiosity was going to be the death of me. I needed the answer.

Harry didn't answer. He went back to glancing down at my lips and then back into my eyes. He bit his lip for a second and then said "Beautiful." He lunged forward and pressed his lips to mine. I was shocked for a second but quickly recovered and started moving my lips with his. I felt shocks go right through me with the kiss. My entire body was on fire and so very alive. He pulled away for a second and looked at me as if he did something wrong or like I was going to run away. When he saw that I was just as flustered and aroused as he was, he moved his lips back to mine.

His hands moved to cup my cheeks as my hands wrapped around his back. I felt him slowly turn me and then start leaning towards me so I could lay on my back. I laid down and let him climb on top of me. The kiss quickly turned heated and I felt his tongue against my lips softly asking for entrance. I opened my mouth immediately and our tongues fought for dominance. After a few seconds he won, while I was too distracted by the way he started to grind on top of me.

I felt myself begin to harden and when I thrusted up, I could feel that Harry was hard too. I moved my hands to the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. He broke the kiss to take his shirt off and threw it on the floor. He kissed me again for a few seconds and then pulled away. We panted for a few seconds as our eyes locked with each-others.

"Is this okay?" he asked.

I nodded and leaned up to kiss him again. He started to sit up but wrapped his arm around my back and pulled me up with him. I straddled his lap and began grinding down. He lifted my shirt off and threw it beside his on the floor. As soon as our lips touched again, our tongues intertwined. I could feel his nails digging into my back. I absolutely loved the effect I was having on him and I knew he was loving the effect he was having on me too. We were both fully hard at this point. I felt Harry's hands move around to the front of my pants.

"Tell me if you want me to stop." He murmured against my lips.

I thought for a second about it because I knew we would end up having sex if I didn't tell him to stop. But in my drunken stupor and the fact that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I quickly decided I want this just as bad as he does.

"I don't want you to stop at all." I whispered.

I heard him moan slightly, then I felt him stand up, picking me up with him. I wrapped my legs around his hips and continued to kiss him as he carried me easily up the stairs and into his bedroom. The kiss broke as he laid me down on the bed. He leaned over me and started to kiss my neck while his hands unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. He pulled them off my legs and I watched as his eyes raked over me.

"How are you even real?" He asked.

I chuckled and reached up to grab him by the back of the neck and pulled him down on top of me. I quickly made work of his jeans and then told him to take them off. He did and threw them on the floor next to mine. The amount I was aroused more than tripled as I felt his erection against mine, only separated by two thin pieces of material. He reached down and began palming me through my boxers. I couldn't believe this was happening but I was not about to stop it.

When Harry felt the small wet spot on my boxers from pre-cum, he moved his hands to the waistband and began to pull them down. I slightly lifted myself up to make it easier to pull them off. Once mine were off, he quickly took his off too. Feeling our bare erections rub against each other, I almost came right on the spot. Harry started kissing down my neck, then down my chest. I knew at the way he kept moving further down, exactly where he was going with this.

When Harry's mouth reached my dick, he wasted no time in sinking his mouth over the whole thing, sucking hard on the way back up. I gasped at the sudden feeling. My hands flew to grip the bed sheets and sounds that I didn't know I could make left my mouth.

"F.. Fuck Harry." I said almost in a whisper. "Fuck, you're good at that."

I could almost feel him smirk with my dick in his mouth. He started moving faster and reached over to the bedside drawer. He pulled out a bottle of lube and didn't stop sucking my dick as he poured lube over three of his fingers. I felt one of his fingers at my entrance and braced myself for the slight burn I knew that was going to come. He pushed one finger in to his knuckle and I bit my lip. He glanced up at me, my dick still in his mouth, and looked to me for permission to keep going.

I nodded slowly and he pushed his finger further in. The feeling of him sucking me off like a pro and working his finger into me at the same time was out of this world. After a few minutes I told him to add another and he instantly complied. He started to scissor me open and I felt like if he didn't hurry up, I was going to cum before we even had sex. I knew I needed to tell him otherwise he wouldn't stop this and it would be over before either of us wanted.

"Harry, Harry, Harry. If you don't stop now I am going to cum and I don't think either of us wants that yet." I said quickly.

He sat up quickly and then lunged over to kiss me hungrily. I winced as he pulled his fingers out of me. He quickly made work of covering himself with lube and then lined himself up at my entrance. He looked to me one last time and I loved that he was making sure he had my consent completely through this. I nodded for him to continue and then I felt him slowly push in. I took in a deep breath of air and he immediately paused.

"Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?" Harry asked in a panic.

"No. No I'm fine. It's just...... been a while. That's all." I answered, assuring him that it was okay.

He must have seen the way I hesitated because then he looked at me with a determined look and asked the one thingI was hoping he wouldn't.

"Lou... define a while." He said slowly.

"Uhm" I started. "Like.... Ever." I responded embarrassed.

He instantly looked shocked and I knew I had officially scared him away. He sat up quickly and pulled out of me.

"This is your first time?! Why didn't you tell me?! Oh my god. Lou!" He said in a complete panic as if he just committed the world's worst crime.

"I'm sorry." I answered. "I didn't think you'd want me if you knew I was a virgin."

He turned and looked at me as if I had ten heads and then his face quickly softened as he put his hands on my cheeks and kissed me lightly.

"No. No baby. It's not that at all. I just wouldn't have rushed this if I knew. That's all. I don't want you to feel pressured into this. This is important." He explained, making sure I understood.

"I don't feel pressured." I assured him. "I want this Harry. I want you. Please."

He looked to be in deep thought and then kissed me again.

"Are you sure?" He asked one last time.

"I've never been more sure about anything." I responded, hoping he would get the point that I really did want this.

He nodded and then kissed me deeply again. I couldn't help but notice the difference in the way he was kissing me. It was like he wanted to make this perfect for me. It almost brought tears to my eyes, but I was determined to not scare him off. I had come too close to doing so as it is. As he kissed me, he moved himself back over me. I felt him back at my entrance and he broke the kiss.

"Promise you will tell me if you want me to stop?" He questioned.

"I promise Harry."

He slowly started to push in again, stopping every inch to make sure that I was okay. When he bottomed out he stopped moving and waited for me to adjust. He kissed me through the pain while my body adjusted to his large size. After a few minutes passed, I stopped kissing him.

"Move." I demanded.

"Louis are you sure? It's only been a couple of minutes. I don't want to hurt you." He rambled.

"Harry, if you don't start to move, I will flip us over and ride you to oblivion." I stated showing him I was not kidding.

He looked at me in disbelief for a second and then asked, "Seriously, How are you real? I must be dreaming."

He kissed me again as he slowly started to pull out and push back in again. We were moaning into each-others mouths as if we couldn't separate from kissing for one second.

"So fucking tight Lou." He spoke against my lips. "Feels so amazing."

I moaned loudly and gripped his back, dragging my fingernails down it.

"Harder"

"Lou-" He began but I cut him off.

"I said harder Harry!"

He did not argue it. He quickly began pounding into me, hitting my prostate each time making animalistic sounds leave my mouth. I could swear I was in heaven. Nothing would feel better than this.

"Fuck Lou. I'm close." He panted.

Harry then grabbed my dick and started to jerk me off with his thrusts. I was then corrected. THIS was heaven. After a couple more minutes I came with a loud shout of his name, white streaks of cum covering his hand and my stomach. I tightened around his cock and he couldn't hold it anymore. He came into me, calling my name like a prayer. After riding out his high, he slowly pulled out. I winced at the sensitive sensation but after seeing the concerned look on his face, I quickly assured him I was okay.

He went and got a warm wet cloth and began to clean us both off. I was glad because I didn't think I could move. After he was done, he climbed in bed and wrapped his arms around me.

"Do you have to go back home tonight?" He asked quietly.

"Oh. I mean uh, I can leave if you want me to-" I began but he cut me off with a chuckle.

"No Lou. I don't want you to go anywhere. I was asking because I want you to stay the night. If you want of course." He said, quickly adding the consent in there at the end.

"Oh okay. Yeah I can stay." I answered. "Let me just text my mom and let her know I'm not coming home."

I got up to grabbed my phone, trying not to wince at the pain in my bum, and sent a quick text to my mom letting her know I was sleeping at a friend's house. I then climbed back in bed with Harry and he immediately wrapped his arms back around me and kissed the back of my neck.

"Goodnight Lou." He said softly.

"Goodnight Harry." I replied half asleep.

I drifted asleep feeling like I was stillfloating on cloud nine, wrapped in the arms of the boy whose name I couldn'tseem to get right earlier today.