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      Part 13 of My_'why_I'm_going_to_Hell'_fics
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      Published: 2017-10-27 Updated: 2017-11-25 Chapters: 3/? Words: 5727
****** You're My God ******
by Truedotdaaamn
Summary
     "You're perfect, you're a god, You're my god."
Notes
     Hi! This will be chaptered I have about three pre-made but I will try
     to make as many as I can't bc I have sooooooooo many ideas and I
     really really reallyyyyyyyyyy hope you guys enjoy this!! This first
     one is kinda short but I'm trying to make them longer so forgive me!!
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
"God I wish harry would come to my house, kidnap me, then kill me" Louist03
posted to the forum, he was one of the few people on there who were brave
enough to have their profile picture set to an actual picture of them and not
Harry. Harry was very interested in the young boy, hardly anyone knew- and
absolutely no one in the forums knew - Harry was gay.
Harry went onto his account and saw just how much he meant what he said, he
said hundreds of posts about Harry, things he wanted Harry to do to him, things
he wanted to do to Harry, and so many pictures he didn't even know existed. He
loved how much all of these people loved him, they knew everything they could
about him, they posted about him constantly.
"Louis made a new post!" said the notification that popped into the corner of
his laptop, Harry quickly checked what it said.
"I want Harry to cut into me, then make me worship him like the god he is." And
right away twenty people replied saying they want that too, ect. Harry couldn't
help but get a little hard from reading that. Harry touched himself while
reading the many, many other sexual posts Louis made about all the stuff he
wanted.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It'd been a few days since Harry last checked the forums, so he thought he'd
check it.
"harry hasn’t looked at the forum for a few days :(" Louis posted two days ago
- he was one of the most active members along with a few others - they all knew
Harry looked at this stuff, they knew how much he loved the praise. Harry
turned his account to online from invisible, and immediately tons of messages
flooded in. He never spoke in any forums nor to any of the people in them, but
he just felt a strong urge - the kind he gets when he wants to kill - to speak
to Louis, so he did.

"Hello, Louis." Harry sent, he got an immediate response.

"No fucking way, you're actually talking to me."

"Believe it, baby."

"Why out of all of these other people do you choose me?"

"You're cute, and you obviously love me the most." Harry responded cheekily.

"You think I'm cute omg." Louis typed out almost completely sure he was going
to melt from happiness.
"And you seem to think I'm also cute."

“Um, excuse me you're not just ‘cute’ you're a god." Louis responded as he
rolled his eyes in real life, how could someone so godlike not even know it?"

"I don't believe you will let me say I am no god, am I correct?” Harry didn’t
really think of himself as a god but about 99% of the people on his forums did.

“Yes, you sir are correct.”

“I can’t help but wonder how beautiful you sound calling me Sir.” Louis at that
moment was happy he wasn’t with Harry because he blushed harder than he has in
his whole life, completely flushing from cheeks to chest.

“How’s badly do you want to know?”

“Very, very badly.” Harry was getting more and more turned on by the second so
when he received an audio file he didn’t know what to expect. He opened it and
his jaw dropped.

“Hello Sir.“ Louis put emphasis on ‘Sir’, his tone was seductive and smooth
while his voice was much more high pitched than Harry thought but it perfectly
suited him. There was no doubt Harry saved it.

“Fuck love, you’re making me horny.” Who cares if they technically just met
Harry was horny and needed to get off and Louis was definitely the cause of it.
Another audio file.

“Am I now? I’m sorry Sir I definitely wasn’t trying to.” His voice teasing and
full of lust, Harry couldn’t help but slip his hand into his boxers and start
stroking himself, he decided to make a clip for Louis.

“This is what you wanted right?” He paused as his thumb ran over his slit. “Me
touching myself, but I’m sure you would love to be the one to make me cum, am I
right?” He needed with a moan and sent it off to Louis.

“You are very right, I hope it’s okay I’m touching myself too I just couldn’t
help myself.” Harry needed to see that, watch Louis wreck himself moaning
Harry’s name.

“Let’s Skype love, I wanna watch my pretty touch himself.” They exchanged Skype
accounts and agreed Louis would be the one to call, Harry was shy about phone
calls.

“H-hi.” Louis said blushing.

“You’re blushing.” Harry commented noticing Louis’ blush deepen further.

“Am not.”

“Oh how dare you disagree with a god!” Harry jokingly mocked Louis in their
previous conversation, Louis jokingly scowled.

“You are a God though, no denying it.”

“I love that you think of me as a higher power of sort, make me all hot and
horny.” Harry stroked his cock, moaning quietly.

“Well I mean you are a higher power, no one could come close to the power you
have.” Louis truthfully worshipped Harry and it was really showing now, but If
Louis kept talking like that Harry would cum without even having to touch
himself, he loved the idea of him being a god because that was kind of what he
was. He chose who lived and who died, he was a widely known serial killer but
never actually arrested because they could never pin anything in him.

“Start playing with yourself for me little one, I want to see everything.”
Louis nodded and positioned his laptop so it put his shining hole and cock on
display for Harry.

“Remind me how old you are again honey.” Harry said as Louis slipped two
fingers into his needy hole.

“Sixteen, I’m sixteen Sir.” Louis sped up his fingers and deepened the thrusts
hitting his sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Only sixteen and your ass is already so fucking amazing.” Harry groaned.

“If you think it looks amazing just wait until you feel how amazing it is, I’m
so tight because I’m still a virgin, and I’m so warm. I feel amazing.” Louis
moaned clenching around his fingers, Harry squeezed lightly around himself.

“You’re fucking yourself so well, kitten gonna take my cock so well.” They both
enjoyed thinking of fucking each other though both knew the probability of that
happening was very little but who doesn’t fib a little when getting off?

“Harry, ah, Sir, fuck!” Louis exclaimed pushing back on his fingers pounding
them into his sweet spot.

“Touch your body more, I want to watch you play with that gorgeous body of
yours.” Harry’s voice dripped dominance especially with how low it was, Louis
immediately followed his orders and played with his body. Pitching his nipples,
fondling his balls exactly when and for how long Harry told him to, sometimes
he’d tell Louis to play with his nipples for a minute while fingering himself
roughly or to fondle his balls for thirty seconds while slowly fingering
himself. He was on the cusp on cumming when Harry told him to slow down.

“Sir, why?” Louis whined not wanting to but obeying Harry was much more
important.

“You’re about to cum too soon, I want to cum with you sweetheart. And I can’t
do that if you cum first.” Harry pouted cutely.

“O-okay.” Him at Harry touched themselves at the same pace, when Louis would
thrust in Harry would stroke up and vise versa. It was sweet how in sync with
each other they were, after a few more minutes of Louis fingering himself he
felt he was about to cum.

“Harry, Sir can I cum? Please?” Louis begged trying to hold back his climax.

“Yes you may, you’re very good for asking.”

“Thank you Harry.” Louis shuddered, feeling his climax nearing.

“Cum when I’m done counting or you can’t cum at all.” Harry’s tone was
completely serious, and Louis knew he meant it. “Three, two, o-one.” Harry came
hard with a loud whimper while Louis shook cumming with a loud high pitched
cry.

“I enjoyed this.” Harry smiled at Louis.

“Me too.” Louis smiled back at Harry. “Has anyone ever told you, you have an
amazing smile?” Harry blushed and tried hiding his face.

“Um, well, not r-really.” He cursed at himself mentally for sounding so much
like a nervous prick.
“Are you blushing? That’s adorable!” Louis gushed making heart eyes at Harry.

“I am not adorable! I am a scary dude!” Harry’s voice got higher as he went out
of domspace and Louis found it adorable.

“Okay whatever you say.” Louis giggled.

“I am scary damn it!” Harry said smiling and laughing a bit -not really helping
his argument-. Him and Louis the rest of the night talking until they both fell
asleep with Skype still on.
***** Chapter Two *****
Chapter Summary
     The day after they meet and a murder.
Chapter Notes
     Hi guys I'm so sorry for that really late update I got rly insecure
     abt this bc usually my works get like 1k pretty fast but this didn't
     and I am super passionate abt this story so it made me upset when it
     didn't get the response my works usually get but I'm back and I
     promise I will be posting the next two chapters very soon! Also this
     chapter has homophobic language in it for a second so if that
     triggers u I'm very very sorry
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The next day Harry, woke up to a sticky stomach and a messy haired boy on his
screen, what happened the previous night popping into his mind and making him
smile a bit. He really enjoyed Louis. He kept Skype open just in case Louis
happened to wake up, he took a shower, dried off, and got dressed before Louis
woke up.

“Harry?” Harry came from his bathroom to sit at his desk where Louis had
recently been placed, Harry combed his long curly hair.

“Yes?” Harry replied wrapping his hair up in a bun.

“Doesn’t it seem a little counterproductive to comb your hair and then put it
in a bun?” Louis’ morning voice sounded like heaven to Harry’s ears -well he
didn’t really believe in heaven or hell, but you get it.

“Well, you see it like it’s up so it’s not going to get tangled like it would
if it was down.”

“You look so pretty with it down, and when you’re sleeping.” Harry once again
blushed at the compliments, he hardly got actual compliments that people meant,
so it always made him flustered.

“If you say anything about me blushing I will stab you.” Harry said, like 99%
joking but Louis laughed anyway and put his hands up in defense.

“You know I’d like that, I’ve got a thing for pain.” Louis winked and laughed.

“Even that kind of pain?” Louis nodded. “You are one kinky fuck.” Harry giggled
and picked his laptop up.

“Ooh, where are we going?” Louis asked, squirming excitedly.

“I’m making morning tea, I would ask if you want a cup but I would rather not
pour tea on my laptop.”

“I’ll make tea, too! I’m home alone so I don’t have to worry about anyone
hearing you.” Louis picked his laptop up and went to his own kitchen, he put
the kettle on and sat on his counter.

“Louis, who taught you your manners? You don’t sit on counters.” Harry gently
scolded.

“I’m sorry Sir, wanna punish me?” Louis asked batting his eyes at Harry.

“Louis, do not test me.” Harry warned.

“What if I want to?” Louis asked, looking as innocent as possible. Harry
couldn’t take his eyes away from this adorable bratty boy.

“Then I will come to Manchester and spank you myself, and I won’t care who
watches.” Harry raised an eyebrow as if to say ‘what do you think about that?’.

“Yes Sir, sorry.” Louis looked down with shame, he didn’t actually want to be
in trouble, he just wanted to test Harry’s limits.

“Chin up little one, no need for sadness, you’re not in trouble.” Suddenly
Louis kettle beeped angrily, ruining their little moment. Louis hopped down
from the counter and placed his laptop directly across from him on another
counter so most of his body was in frame, including his luscious ass. He swayed
his hips, not realizing what he was doing as he danced slightly.

“Lou, if you don’t stop shaking your ass I’m going to get hard.” Louis realized
what he was doing and stopped.

“Sorry Sir, didn’t mean to tease you.” Louis said pouring water into his cup
with a tea bags in it watching the pink coloring seep out of the bag.

“What color is your tea?” Louis asked, dipping the bag in and out of his water,
too impatient to wait for it to fully steep.

“Light brown.” Harry said setting his cup down and actually letting it steep.

“How do you have it?” Louis asked blowing on the hot tea.

“With milk and sugar. How about you, lovebug?” Louis smiled at the new
nickname.

“Just sugar. I can’t have milk in it, I just don’t enjoy it.” Louis shrugged
wrapping his cold hands around the hot mug.

“No milk! How are you even British!” Harry exclaimed very dramatically, Louis
found it very cute.

“I know plenty of brits who don’t drink milk with tea!” Louis said just as
dramatic as Harry.

“Really? Name three of these 100% totally real not fake people.” Harry smirked.

“Shut up, I can’t do it off the top of me head.” Louis made the face Harry
calls his ‘pouty kitten’ face, Harry found that face his favourite of all of
Louis’ faces.

“Don’t you have school? It’s Tuesday you know.” Harry questioned realizing that
since Louis was sixteen so he had to still be in school.

“I fucking hate school.” Louis grumbled toying with the tag on his teabag.

“Language Louis, but what’s wrong with school? You’re absolutely adorable no
one could not like you.” Harry sweet talked him.

“Well, some people don’t like me, and some people are just annoying it’s fun.”
Louis mumbled hoping Harry didn’t hear the first part.

“Don’t like you? Like bully don’t like you, or annoying don’t like you?” Harry
suddenly felt very protective of Louis.

“Like annoying don’t like me.” He lied, he felt bad lying to Harry but he
didn’t feel Harry needed to know about that part of his life yet.

“Tell me if anything is going on, okay?” Harry genuinely cared about Louis, and
he cared about hardly anyone. The people he cared about are his mum, his sister
Gemma, and Louis.

“Of course.” Louis smiled, it was fake and Harry could tell but he didn’t say
anything. They continued to banter and talk while Louis was getting ready for
school -which included Harry singing for him while he showered- and it left
Louis in a really good mood when he left for school.
 
♡♡♡
Louis left the school bus, managing to avoid his bullies of for a while until
he bumped into someone.

“Oh I’m so sor-“ He stopped his sentence when he realized that he bumped into
one of the most popular girls at his school -who also is one of his bullies-.

“Tiffany, I’m so sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going, I didn’t mean to
bump into you.” Louis rushed out in one breath.

“Ew! The fag touched me! I’m going to get fag disease now!” She squealed in
disgust, then her boyfriend -a footballer so he was huge- came up behind her.

“Did you fucking touch my girl!” He kicked Louis in the balls making him fall
to the ground in pain, then kicked him in the stomach a few times really hard
and left with his disgusted girlfriend. Louis lied in front of his locker in
pain for about ten minutes before it died down a bit and he could go to his
first class of the day. He was late but the teacher understood and just let it
slide and continued the lesson.

He heard the lunch bell after many draining classes and felt excited. He liked
lunch time because usually his bullies leave him alone. Usually, not always.

“Hey fairy, suck any dicks today?” Asked a bully named Todd.

“No Todd, have you?” Louis was through with their shit that day. “You look like
you just came from a bukakke party.” Louis said sassily.

“You little faggot!” He throw Louis to the ground and kicked him in the same
places on his stomach that the other did, further injuring Louis’ insides, then
walked away Louis got up ignoring when his body told him to stay down. The rest
of the day went like normal, more physical and verbal abuse from his class
mates with no one trying to help. When he went home and saw his mom’s car, he
sighed and prepared to be yelled at for something dumb.

“Louis William Tomlinson!” His mother, Beth, shouted as soon as he walked
through the door.

“Yes mum?” He sighed.

“Why are there dishes still in the sink from breakfast?! Do you not know how to
clean up after yourself?! You're almost seventeen you should know-“ Her voice
faded away as he went upstairs to his room and called Harry. He waited, and
waited, and waited but no answer. Louis sighed and started doing his homework.

Little did he know, Harry was on a stakeout and had no idea Louis was calling
him. He was waiting for the perfect time to grab his prey, watching as she left
the bar with her friends. Who goes to bars at four pm? Trashy people, that’s
who, or at least that’s what Harry thought.
“Okay bye, Megan! I’ll see you tomorrow at art class!” Megan’s drunk friend
said. Harry chuckled. She would not be seeing Megan tomorrow, or ever. Megan
started walking to her car alone; this was Harry’s time to strike, He walked
quickly over to her, grabbing her tight and putting a hand over her mouth. He
put an animal sedative in her that knocked her unconscious in mere seconds. He
loaded her into his car and drove to the site where she would die.
♡♡♡♡
Harry slapped her, waking her up very rudely. She tried moving, but realized
she was duct taped to a chair, and was completely naked.

“Are you going to kill me?” Megan asked nervously.

“No, I’m just going to keep you as my slave. Yes, I’m going to kill you, you
dumb cunt.” He took out his sharpest knife and twiddled with it between his
fingers for a moment.

“Do you know who I am?” Harry asked, cutting into her inner thigh.

“No?” She said feeling that was the wrong answer.

“I’m what the people call “The God Killer” because I carve the names of gods
and goddesses into my victims.” That name was familiar to her and she visible
shook in her chair.

“Does it have anything to do with the person?” She asked cautiously. 

“Eh, kinda. I just like gods, and many people even consider me to be a god.”
Harry replied getting bored with the chatting.

“Whose name will be on me?” She asked getting progressively more and more
scared.

“You ask too many questions.” He slit her throat, savoring the sound of her
choking on her own blood. He cut ‘Aphrodite’ into her back because Megan was
beautiful but also slept around a lot. He thought about places to dump her body
where she would be on display. He knew the perfect spot: there was this town
area lots of people visited, so she’d definitely be seen there. He waited until
it was completely dark out and put her next to the statue in the middle of the
town. He fell asleep, completely forgetting that him and Louis where supposed
to video chat but he totally blew him off.
He woke up in the morning to his laptop beeping loudly next to him. He
recognized that sound to be his Skype ringtone. He answered with a smile but
was met with a frowning Louis.

“Louis? Are you okay, why are you frowning?”

“You know why I’m upset, you totally blew off our video chat last night.” Louis
huffed and crossed his arms.

“Oh shit, I forgot. I’m so sorry.” Harry said running his fingers through his
hair.

“So, I’m just something you can forget?” Louis said angrily, scowling at Harry.

“You’re misinterpreting what I’m saying, pumpkin.” Harry sighed and rubbed his
temples. He didn’t want to deal with a moody Louis first thing in the morning.

“What were you doing that was so important you forgot our Skype session?” Louis
pouted.

“I killed someone.” Harry’s vice suddenly turned dark, Louis‘ eyes widened and
he might have gotten a little hard.

“No fucking way, who?” Louis was so curious and excited to get to know this.

“Her name is Megan Reilly.” Harry said remembering the gushes of blood
squirting from her neck.

“Where’d you put her? Who’d you put on her?” Louis asked with a smile you’d see
on a child who had just seen something absolutely mesmerizing.

“This popular towns place in my city and Aphrodite because she was pretty but
she was also a slut.”

“Wow, have they found her yet?” Louis said in awe.

“Not that I’ve heard, no. Hopefully soon. She is in a place where vultures are
a very common thing.” Louis giggled at the thought of her being eaten by
vultures and being found like half eaten.

“Whose would you put on me?” Louis asked getting turned on.

“Probably Antheia, goddess of love and flowers.” Louis shivered at the thought
of Harry’s big knifes cutting into him. He really needed to stop or he’d get
really horny.

“Like thinking of me hurting you?” Harry teased.

“Yes.” Louis answered timidly.

“Good, because I like thinking of ways to hurt you.” Harry smiled.

“If you keep talking like that you’re gonna make me-“ Louis ’ mum suddenly
burst into his room scaring him and Harry.

“Mum! Privacy!” He yelled holding his laptop close to him.

“You need to get ready for school you little shit.” Harry heard her and was
seething. No one should talk that way to his precious Louis.

“Yes mum, get out now!” She slammed the door as she left.

“Can you kill my mom?” Louis asked, annoyed.

“Maybe.” Harry joked.

“Want to watch me get ready for school?” Louis asked raising an eyebrow.

“Always.” Louis placed his laptop on his bed and began undressing in front of
it starting with his sweatpants, then his shirt when he heard Harry gasp.

“Louis, what happened?!” Harry exclaimed.

“Shit nothing, nothing happened.” He looked down and saw the bruises on his
stomach darkened overnight, making them look way worse than they felt.

“I can tell that’s a lie just by looking at your body. What’s going on?” Harry
asked.

“The kids at school beat me up for being gay...” Louis said shamefully.

“Oh love, why didn’t you tell me. I could help.”

“How? It’s not like you can come to Manchester and beat up the kids that bully
me.”

“Says who? I can do anything. Remember Louis, I’m a god.” Harry smiled a dark
smile.
Chapter End Notes
     I really really really appreciate comments, kudos, and all that stuff
     so pls pls leave a comment and a kudo if you haven't already and let
     me know if u would like to see any kinks or have any story
     suggestions for this and I super promise u that I will try to
     incorporate it if I can! Ilyyyyy
     xx Z
***** Chapter Three *****
Chapter Notes
     Hello! I've been super busy so i had no time to update :/ but heres
     another chapter! Enjoyyy! Im sorry if you feel like this story is
     going too fast im just super excited to get to the main story! Also i
     made a tumblr! Its gonna have visuals and updates about when i can
     post! Its truedotdaaamn.tumblr.com !
See the end of the chapter for more notes
“You look cute when you try to cook but then fail.” Harry teased.

“Oh shut up Harry.” Louis rolled his eyes fondly and continued mixing what was
going to be Mac and cheese but somehow ended up a weird flat cake like thing
kind of like pancakes.

“You have a true talent for turning something into a totally unrelated thing
don’t you?” Louis’ mom walked in the kitchen not noticing Harry on his laptop
next to him.

“Hi mum.” Louis grumbled.

“What are you doing?” Beth asked eyeing Louis’ weird food.

“Cooking.” Louis said blandly.

“Not with my good pot you’re not.” She scolded.

“Mum stop, just leave me alone please.” Louis said ignoring her and going back
to his pancake Mac and cheese thing.

“How dare you speak to me that way you worthless dense cunt!” She smacked Louis
hard causing him to fall from shock, and she left.

“What the hell was that?” Louis said cupping his burning cheek.

“I don’t know but don’t listen to her, she’s so stupid.”

“Are you going to dress up for Halloween?” Louis asked taking his laptop up to
his room with his weird combo food thing.

“Yeah, Miley Cyrus what about you?”

“I was thinking of going as nothing and staying in.”

“That’s sooooo boring Lou.” Harry complained.

“I am boring Haz we’ve been friends for almost a month I thought you knew this
already.” Louis laughed.

“I mean yeah you’re boring but I didn’t you were that boring.” Harry giggled.

“Dickhead.” Louis laughed then took a bite of the food monster he created then
tasted char so he decided to not eat anymore of it.

“Come on if you go out maybe we could meet up somewhere.” Harry said biting his
lip.

“Meet where? There’s like nowhere between here and where you are that is not an
absurdly long drive for either of us to meet.” Louis said putting his food on
his nightstand.

“You’re right, I’m just anxious to get my hands on you.” Harry growled
playfully.

“Harry oh my god.” He said hiding his face in his hands, Harry chuckled and
cracked a predatory smile.

“Oh how great you would sound saying that while on my cock.”

“Harry!” Louis squeaked blushing hard.

“Ah love, you’re so shy about this aren’t you? Even though you love the idea of
me fucking you, hurting you, ruining you, you can’t bare to talk about it
without getting flustered and start blushing and not be able to form
sentences.”

“Sir.” Louis stretched out the last letter elongating the word significantly.

“You’re making me horny little one.” Harry groaned as he palmed his hardening
cock.

“I’m horny too, do you want to watch me get off?” Louis asked already knowing
the answer.

“Fuck Lou, yes please.” Louis slowly pulled his boxers down leaving him
completely naked just for Harry’s eyes only. His cock sprang up hitting his
stomach then standing straight up, he teased himself the way he knew Harry
loved, hearing Harry’s groans and grunts of encouragement to keep going.

“You look so beautiful, I can’t wait to wreck you. You’re gonna look so
gorgeous bouncing on my cock cumming over and over.” Harry moaned stroking his
cock.

“Harry, fuck.” Louis moaned as his thighs shook when his thumb grazed over his
slit spreading his pre-cum around.

“God Louis you’re so hot.” Harry sped up his strokes. “You’re going to get
absolutely wrecked from my cock, you’re already so wrecked now, just imagine
what would happen when I fuck you into the mattress and make you scream my
name.” Harry’s dirty words and his pent up frustration kept pushing him to the
edge quicker and quicker.

“More, please.” Louis begged quickening his pace.

“And that’s what you’ll be saying to me, because you’ll never get enough of my
cock, you’ll constantly think about it always aching for it.” Harry hissed
feeling the urge to cum, Louis always made Harry cum so quickly it was kind of
embarrassing.

“I want you so bad, Sir.” Louis groaned arching his back as his climax neared.

“Cum for me sweetheart.” Harry granted permission and Louis came on the spot,
Harry came a few minutes later watching Louis come down from his post orgasm
high.

“Feel good baby boy?” Louis nodded still pretty fuzzy, Harry took in the image
and took a mental picture because Louis looked absolutely delicious.

“Have you seen the forums lately?” Louis asked his eyes still looking pretty
glossed over.

“No, not since we met why?” To be honest he had forgotten all about those, he
felt like he was getting enough attention from Louis to not need theirs.

“They’ve been going crazy without you, they miss you.” Louis said shrugging.

“I haven’t even thought about them since you, you’ve taken all my attention.”
Harry started typing in the address for his forums and was flooded with the
messages he missed.

“You’re on now?” Louis questioned.

“You get notified when I get on, oh my god you’re adorable.” Harry gushed.

“Sh-shut up and talk to them.” Louis blushed.

“I never talk on these, should I?” Harry asked contemplating if he should or
not.

“We, um they would love to hear from you.” Louis said then Harry went typing
away.

“How does this sound, ‘I don’t talk much on these so I thought why not do a Q&A
so leave questions and I’ll answer what I can?"
 
“Sounds great!” Louis pulled up the page to see Harry’s answers and maybe ask a
few questions himself.
Harry would you ever date someone who knows who you are?

Yes.
Yay you’re back! Where were you???

Spending time with a good friend.
Good friend ;))) who r they??

They are someone who I am friends with also why the ;) they are a good friend.
Are they a boy or a girl??

They are how they identify, I don’t assume to know how they do though.

What’s wrong with you??

Well for starters I kill people
How old is this ‘friend’ ??

Why would you put friend it quotation marks, they are my friend and they are
sixteen, seventeen in two months
How are you, no one is asking abt you just this friend -_-

I’m very well thank you for asking

Wanna fuck?

“Louis I can see that question was from you.” Harry said reading other
questions under Louis’.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Louis said acting clueless.

“ 'Wanna fuck?' ” Harry said quoting Louis.

“Oh Harry I thought you would never ask.” Louis dramatically placed a hand over
his heart and fell back onto his bed.

“You’re such a dork.” Harry giggled and continued answering questions.

Last person you called?

My friend, I am on the phone with them now.
Is it a sexy call ;)))

Calm ur privates people pls
“Louis people wanna know what you look like should I tell them?” Harry debated
looking over that question.

“Nah, lie they’ll think I’m privileged or something cause I get to know you.”
Louis said watching hundreds of questions come in for Harry.
What does this friend look like??

Extremely tall, like taller than me they are extravagantly tall, Blond hair,
brown eyes.

“You fuck, I am not that short!” Reading his post realizing he was teasing his
height.

“You’re pretty short.” Harry laughed.

“I am 5’8!” Louis exclaimed.

“Yeah that’s short for a dude.” Harry said.

“Well you’re really tall!” Louis tried insulting him.

“That’s not an insult, babe.” Harry laughed once more, it was so cute seeing
Louis all worked up.

“Hmph.” Louis hated ‘losing’ their ‘arguments’ because his childish
competitiveness made him an adorable sore loser.

♡♡♡♡♡
Four months passed and Louis and Harry were getting closer by the second,
constantly spending time skyping.
“Can I ask you a huge favor?” Harry said the second Louis answered.

“Well hello to you too” Louis said.

“Can I?” Harry asked more persistent.

“What is it?” Louis took a sip of his coke and almost choking on it when Harry
asked.

“I need you to come to London.” Harry said.

“How is this a favor?” Louis asked raising an eyebrow.

“It’s not really, I just want you with me I can’t take it anymore.” Harry said
kind of horny.

“You can’t possibly think I’ll just lea-“

“You hate school, your mom, everything in Manchester and you like me.” Harry
interrupted Louis.

“Fair point but I don’t know, I don’t have a car to get there.” Louis said
thinking it over.

“Plane, already booked nonrefundable.” Harry said matter-of-factly.

“Harry you did not.” Louis shook his head at Harry.

“Oh but Harry did, now you can meet my mates! And family!” Harry sounded
genuinely excited which Louis only heard from him a few times, like when he
would talk about boots, YSL or Gucci.

“I would like to meet your mum and sister from what you’ve said they seem
nice.” Louis said smiling at the thought of meeting Harry’s family.

“They are! Like they’re the complete opposite of me.” Harry said.

“Oh shush you’re nice.” Louis said.

“Thank you.” Harry said timidly.

“Can I have some time to think about it?”

“You have until the twenty fourth.” That was six days away, he could come to a
decision before then.

Nope he was wrong three days later he still hadn’t come to a decision and had
to tell Harry that on their morning and evening Skype calls, four days later he
still had no answer, five still nothing because what if Harry didn’t like him
in real life? What if he found Louis annoying, or hated him. So many things
were going through Louis’ head.
“Lou, of course I’ll like you.” Harry said in a gentle tone.

“What?” Louis was confused.

“You were doing that thing where you think you’re thinking but you’re actually
speaking.”

“I’m just nervous.” Louis said fiddling with his head phone cord.

“That’s normal when meeting someone new, hell even I’m a little nervous.” And
for Harry that was big he hardly ever got nervous, you have no time for
nervousness when you’re murderous.

“Really?” Harry nodded, Louis felt a little better and finally made his
decision.

“I’ll meet you.” Louis said even though that probably would have been his
choice anyway, he would have felt bad if Harry spent money on a ticket just for
it to be wasted.

“Fuck yeah!!” Harry cheered.

“Language, Harry.” Louis said teasingly.
“It’s an hour flight from Manchester to London you will need to pack for two or
more weeks I haven’t decided.” Harry said excitedly.

“Doesn’t that mean my ticket is one way?” Harry nodded still thinking.

“I think three weeks will be plenty of time.” Harry suggested.

“More than enough.” Louis smiled.

“it’s at eight so you will need to be up by six to get there by seven to get
boarded by seven-thirty.” Harry had really planned this.

“Jesus Harry I know how plane stuff works.” Louis jokingly rolled his eyes.

“Just making sure.” Harry put up his hands in defense.

“I’m gonna pack.” Louis said moving his laptop he Harry could see him pack and
say what he did and didn’t like for what Louis was packing and what was weather
appropriate or not.

“I think a few hours is a long enough time to pack bags right Hazzy?” Louis
asked yawning.

“We should sleep you have an early morning.” Harry was right and plus he was
worn out from all that packing, they both got ready for bed and plugged in
their laptops so they wouldn’t die or shut off in the middle of the night, and
said their good night’s and fell asleep with smiles on their faces.
 
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