Louis lay there for some more time, feeling too content and lazy after his orgasms to get up and clean himself up along with the mess he had made.

Just as he was stretching slowly, drawing up the will to get out of bed, he heard the front door open.

Fuck. Shit. Fuck.

He cast an eye around the bed, taking in the disheveled sheets covered with his cum.

Why couldn't he have been a bit more sensible and done this in his own room? Ugh how on earth was he supposed to explain this to Harry?

Harry's voice rang out loud and clear as he called out for Louis.

"Harry just a secon-" Louis began but he was too late, Harry had already pushed open the door.

Holy fucking shit. He couldn't blame Harry either, it was his room after all, he must have probably wanted to take off his coat and change into his sweatpants...fuck.

Harry walked in, innocent and unexpecting of what lay in store for him until he saw Louis lying there, completely naked, too stunned to even cover himself up.

"Jesusfuckingchrist I'm so sorry Lou..I'll uh come back later.." Harry mumbled his pupils wide and mouth skightly ajar as he backed away from the door, dashing into the frame on his way out, unable to tear his gaze away from Louis even if he desperately tried to.

Louis slowly sat up, embarrassment flooding over his entire body as he flushed a brilliant shade of red. Covering his face with his palms, he hurriedly pulled of the sheets and put new ones on, pulled on a pair of pants before drawing up the courage to step out of the room.

Harry was nowhere to be seen and Louis looked around a bit worried before he heard the sound of the shower and realised that Harry must be inside.

True to Harry's nature there was a small note taped to the bathroom door.

-
Lou, I'm very sorry to have interrupted what was clearly a very private moment and I know that you umm need a shower more than me right now and I dont want you to think I'm selfish or anything but uh it was a bit of an emergency so I had to use it first, sorry again.
-

Why did he have to be so adorable all the time!?

He waited in the living room patiently, sitting on the floor because he knew Harry would freak out if he ended up dirtying the sofa and he
already felt guilty about the whole bed situation.

He sat there for what seemed like hours but according to the clock it was only 35 minutes.

Stupid thing must be broken.

Soon enough his bum began to hurt from sitting on the floor and he was growing increasingly annoyed. After the amazing orgasms he had had, he didn't want to spend the rest of his time sitting here he wanted a nice long, warm and steamy shower.

What the hell was taking him so long!?

The clock showed that it was now 45 minutes and Harry wasn't the type to take long showers, even when he was washing his hair, he never took more than half an hour. Just the thought of Harry rinsing his hair was enough to make Louis semi hard again and he groaned in frustration.

Has the dork fallen asleep in the shower? Shit, what if he fell and broke his leg or something?

Growing unnecessarily and increasingly paranoid, Louis walked up the the shower knocking on the door.

"Haz? You okay in there? It's been nearly an hour.."

There wasn't a reply and if there was, Louis couldn't hear it over the loud sound of the shower.

"Harry? Harry? Harry!? HAZZA!"

He heard what sounded like a moan and all his worries about Harry having fallen and hurt himself came rushing back.

When there was still no reply, Louis decided it was time to investigate.

"Harry I'm coming in"

He heard a muffled noise again as he walked in.

Oh fuck.

Shit.

Holy crap.

Louis was not ready for this. No he wasn't. This was only the first day of him discovering his sexuality, he didn't deserve to be tortured like this.

Fuck.

Harry stood there, his back pressed against the wall, body glistening with water droplets, eyes closed, one hand on his dick as he slowly pumped it and the other over his mouth, muffling the moans that were threatening to escape his lips.

"Fuck."

Harry's eyes opened with a snap, and he turned ever redder than Louis had when Harry had walked in on him.

Harry's pupils were wide, his hair dripping with water and his penis huge and throbbing.

"Harry I'm so fucking sorry I'm an idiot" Louis managed to get out before he rushed out of the bathroom, fully hard again.

Louis didn't know what to do, shit, he could be so fucking dense and oblivious at times.

Harry walked out, cheeks flushing red and pupils still dilated with his towel wrapped around his waist.

"Umm Lou.. you can go in now, it's about time you take a very necessary shower." Harry said after a beat, with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

Thank goodness, Harry was handling it well, minimising the whole awkward situation as far as possible.

"I guess we're even now" Louis replied with a laugh before he walked into the shower.

It was time for round four.

Author's Note

This was one of my favorite chapters to write and I was laughing while re reading and editing it so I hope it managed to bring a smile on your faces
too :)

Happy reading xx