Fading Memories (Sequel to They're Gay)

It's been almost a whole year since Harry left. The band had split. It's been out of control.
Louis doesn't care about anything anymore. Fans are going insane. Harry is starving himself. The band broke up. Ed tries helping out, but it's NO use.
Louis is too stubborn to realize that the world is crumbling under his own two feet!

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29. Fading Memories Chapter Twenty Nine

(Sorry for not updating in like months! I was watching a movie and I was looking through my apps and saw the Movellas app and was like what the heck, why not? So I check and I have 1.5K views, 109 comments (ha thanks for the spam(: ) , and 100 favorites! This chapter is dedicated to Addygg for making me realize I need to update(; Warning, it gets graphic towards the end.) 

Brooklyn's POV:

"Because.  .  . It isn't your child." I lie. 

"What do you mean," he asked after a few silent moments. "You cheated on me?"

"No," I groan. "It was a miscarriage and I said the first thing that popped in my head. So stupid."

"You're not stupid. It must be hard to confess that it was a miscarriage. But I think we should still tell my parents." He genuinely smiles at me. 

"I love you," I tightly hug him, I don't want to let him go. He's the best thing that's happened to me since the night I finally convinced myself that I'm in love with uncle Zayn. 

"I love you, too!" He kissed the top of my head. 

We got into his car, he starts up the engine and the radio begins playing. He goes to change it but I pull his hand away. 

"Who is this?" I quiz. This is new music to me.. It's kind of good. 

"Metallica, why? You like it?" He smirks. He knows I hate this type of music. 

"Actually, I kinda do." I smile smugly.

He just stares at me. 

"It's old. From like twenty-twelve." He chuckles. 

"Cause that's just so old." I giggle. 

"Hey, it was like over a decade ago!" He defends his statement. 

"Touché," I reply and the rest of the ride was silent except for his occasional burst outs of lyrics in songs. 

* * * 

"Sanitarium," Shaun hums as he jiggles the key into the knob. 

He opens it widely and lets me in first. I feel around the wall for the switch and turn the lights on. The hall light flickers and then stays on. 

"Uh, you can head up to my room. Parents won't be home until late. I'll bring up some drinks an snacks," Shaun suggests and I nod and walk to his room. 

The door was open, the bed was unmade, and the AC was on. Freezing in his room. Maybe I could use that as an excuse to cuddle with him. I just wanna cuddle and play some video games. I'm surprised his Xbox hasn't broke yet with how 'old' it is - as he would say. 

"You wanna watch a movie?" He quizzes as he walks in his room. 

"Sure," I smile an sit on the floor to look through the discs. 

"Damn room is so cold," he mumbles. 

Score! 

I put a disc in the player and sit on his bed, he hands me a glass of water and a bowl of blueberries and strawberries. 

"Thanks babe," I smile. 

"You're welcome, what are we watching?" He replies. 

"The Blindside," I reply and pop a blueberry in my mouth. 

"We watch this every time you choose the movie." He groans. 

"Because it's a good but sad movie. So next time don't let me choose it," I retort. 

"It isn't a good movie," he scoffs. I gape at him. "But I'll watch it anytime you want as long as you're happy."

He smiles and I smile, too. I lean my head on his shoulder. 

"You know.. It's kind of cold in here and I need some warmth." He smirks when I look up at him. 

"I could too!" I smile and set the bowl on his table and get on his lap. 

I lean my head back, his chest on my back, his arms on my hips turning me around. 

"I think we both took that different ways." He winked and began kissing me. 

What? 

I thought for a moment... He's such a perv. But, c'mon it couldn't hurt. 

I turn the TV off and take his face in my hands. I grind on his lap as we kiss. What? Everyone's a little slutty at times. 

"Wh-wait," he pants. "Can y-you do something for me?"

"Depends," I bite my finger and wait for his response. 

"I want you t-to give me a lap dance," he begs. 

I nod and strip off my bottoms, top, socks, and shoes. I glance at him and tug him to the edge of the bed. 

I put my knees on either side of him and now my breasts are in his face. Good! I let my fingers trail down his back and kiss his neck. Goosebumps arise on his arms. I take his shirt off. 

I bend down to where I'm sitting on him, he's hard. Rock hard. I bounce up and down on him, it'll turn him on more. I take my bra off while bouncing. My breasts are now free and continuously bouncing in his face.

He licks his lips to moisten them. He freezes me with his large hands on my hips. He lies us down and begins kissing me. 

He playfully bites my lip and squeezes my ass. He pushes me off of him due to the phone ringing. 

"Hello?" He says, irritated. 

"Okay,"

"Alright."

"Okay." He rolls his eyes. 

"Bye," he huffs. 

"Who was that?" I ask. 

"My dad. He said he's taking my mom on a anniversary trip," he replies, making a gagging noise. 

"That's sweet. You wouldn't do that!" I reply with a smile on my lips. 

"Exactly because it's girly and stupid." He replies. 

"You're mean!" I reply, putting my clothes back on. 

"C'mon, baby don't get dressed!" He pleads. 

"I'm just not in the mood anymore. Blame your dad!" I roll my eyes. 

"Fine. But lemme wank or y'know. . You can do it for me." He smirks. 

"You can wank yourself." I reply. 

"Alright," he pulls his pants and boxers down. 

He takes his dick in his hands and begins stroking himself. This just makes me want to fuck him right now. But I'm standing my grounds and just going to watch. 

I sit down in a chair in the corner of his room and watch. He bites his lips as he closes his eyes, still stroking. 

"It doesn't take much to give you pleasure," I speak. 

"Not when I'm thinking about you," he grunts. 

"Perv," I giggle. 

"Just thinking about your lips around my hard, long dick makes me want to cum," he smirks, eyes still shut. 

Maybe one little fuck session won't hurt.

As I'm getting up, he begins to pant and repeats the word 'fuck'. He starts coming before I make it to him. 

He opens his eyes and searches the room for me, when his eyes land on me he gestures for me to near him. 

"Since my parents are going to be gone, I wanna throw a party." He speaks as he lifts his hand to my face. "Lick it."

I do as told and like the cum off his hand. So bitter. 

A party though. . I actually do want to go to one. I'm in the party mood. Energetic. 

"A party sounds great." I reply 

"Serious?" He asks. I nod. 

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