Chapter 17

                                    

                                          
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"No!" Harry shouts once Louis places him back in his own bed. The twos parents would be home any moment now and Harry was completely refusing to be without his Louis. He always seemed to be clingy after the two would have any intimate moments. 
                          
"Baby doll, my mum and your dad will be home soon. Can you sleep in your own bed for me tonight?" Louis sighs, petting his head and kissing him on the forehead.
                          
"Daddy come back" Harry huffs, grabbing onto Louis' shirt to tug him closer. Louis sighs softly, leaning down and kissing him softly, hoping to ease the boy. 
                          
Harry whines into the kiss, grabbing the back of Louis' neck. Louis places his hands on the pillow beside Harry's head but keeps to kiss soft, no tongue, no matter how hard Harry tried. 
                          
Louis quickly pulls away once he hears a car door slam meaning their parents are home. He gently pulls Harry's hand away, stepping back from the bed. 
                          
"Sleep now, your dad will be in here soon to check on you, yeah?" Louis says quickly before rushing off into his own room.
                          
Louis presses his back against his door, letting his head fall forward. The disbelief that he actually had s.ex with his innocent step-brother hits him and he hates himself. 
                          
"I'm not even gay, what the f.uck" he groans to himself sitting on the bed but no matter how hard he tries, he can't stop thinking about the curly headed boy who loves calling him daddy. 
                          
He hates how Harry already has Louis wrapped around his finger. And a part of Louis doesn't want that to change. 
                          
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Louis decided to hide himself in his room the rest of the evening. Not even bothering with dinner. Only assuming Harry finally fell asleep because he had not heard any noise from his room. Louis would only be lucky if Harry left him alone after he woke up. 
                          
He wasn't. 
                          
It wasn't long after dinner time that there was a soft knock on Louis' door before the small twink stepped inside, dressed in the cutest pajamas Louis had ever seen. 
                          
"Harry, what're you doing?" Louis sighs, keeping his eyes on his laptop screen. Harry huffs softly before crawling onto the bed, sitting up on his knees next to his pretty Louis. 
                          
"Missed you" the younger boy mumbles innocently, Louis raises an eyebrow closing his laptop and sitting it aside. 
                          
"It's only been a few hours" Louis holds back a laugh. Harry doesn't say anything but crawls onto Louis' lap, placing his head on his shoulder, his thighs on either side of Louis' hips, arm locked tightly around his waist. 
                          
"Harry.." Louis sighs but doesn't move him even though he should, he really should. "Our parents are still awake, you need to go back to your room" 
                          
"Nu uh, stay with you" the boy whines like a child, kissing Louis' shoulder. Louis groans and slowly stands from his bed, placing his arm around Harry's small waist, heading towards his door. 
                          
Louis stops in the doorway once he spots Des looking into Harry's room. His heart starts to pound in his chest as his father turns around, eyeing the two boys. This is it. This is it-
                          
"Harry sweetie" Des coos peeling the younger one off his step-brother. "Louis needs his personal space" Harry whines softly, tears brimming his green eyes while he stares up at Louis, his father placing him on his hip. 
                          
"I'm sorry, Louis" Des gives a weak smile but Louis quickly shakes his head once he notices how upset Harry is. 
                          
"No, it's okay. He's not bothering me" Louis reassures which causes Harry to make grabby hands at the older boy. Des stares at his son in hurt, it was odd seeing the boy cling to someone else besides his father. Harry whimpers softly letting small tears coat his cheeks while he continues to reach for Louis.