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"It wasn’t me your honour I swear!" Louis shouted as the judge looked over the evidence, the jury saying Louis was found guilty.
"Louis Tomlinson you have been accused of selling drugs to minors, I sentence you to seven years imprisonment." He said firmly, his grapple slamming down on the table.
Louis watched in disbelief as he was cuffed and taken from the room, his so called mates snickering behind.
They were the ones selling drugs, Louis had just been with them at the wrong time and ended up getting accused of selling drugs to them… Minors as the judge said.
So now Louis sat in his cell, wearing an orange uniform showing he was in for drugs. Each had a different colour.
Red for murder.
Black for theft.
Yellow for rape.
Blue for abuse which in Louis’ eyes would come under rape but apparently not.
Purple for any other.
Louis had tears in his eyes but didn’t let away see, you would get beaten if someone found you crying…
Days rolled by a Louis got the jist of been in prison, basically what he figured out was that you had to be someone’s bitch to survive.
So a lad named Zayn grabbed Louis as his bitch.
Zayn wore a blue uniform which scared Louis at first but he listed as Zayn told him the truth as they sat in his cell together.
"My boyfriend’s brother was jealous of us… He hated me because I wouldn’t love him… So he beat up Niall… And then blamed it all on me. Niall was to scared to say anything, so I promised him that I would get out and keep him safe. I got my friend Liam to watch him for me and… I miss him so much."
Louis felt so sorry for the black haired boy, who himself had tears building, Louis wiped them away.
"I’m so sorry." He whispered, lacing their fingers together. Zayn smiled and held him.
"Its fine, so why you here?" Louis explained his story and Zayn listened intently.
They had a beautiful friendship blossoming.
There was one rule which Zayn made Louis follow.
Don’t drop the soap.
Louis had to watch from Zayn’s side as a new boy dropped his soap, bending to pick it up and was violently raped in front of everyone.
One day, five years into his sentence. Louis had been late to the normal shower time so he snuck in when no one was around.
He was alone as he showered, in the open area, the warm water pelting on his skin.
He heard a squeak of someone’s feet against the slippery surface and span quickly, seeing no one.
He swallowed thickly and turned back around, he hummed as he washed himself, cursing as the soap slipped from his finger tips, crashing to the floor below.
He turned and watched it spin and slide till it got to the middle of the floor. He swallowed thickly, looking around the area finding himself still alone.
He shuffled over, bending down and grasping the soap in his hands.
Suddenly he felt hands grasp his waist, he gasped and stood straight, trembling.
He heard a deep chuckle.
"I knew you’d do that sooner or later." A deep voice muttered, Louis closed his eyes, taking deep breaths.
He was shoved up against a wall and gripped violently. Louis felt tears building, knowing what was to come. He looked down, seeing orange.
"Y-Your in for drugs two?" He asked shakily, he could almost hear the boys smirk.
"Nope… What makes orange?" He asked, Louis gulped.
Red and yellow.
Murder and rape.
Oh god he was going to die.
He felt a hand slide down his side and over his firm bum, gripping it tightly.
"You know I’m quite fond of you, so I’ll take it easy." He said, Louis let out a breath, let out a quiet squeak when a finger was pressed inside of him.
He did feel himself tremble slightly as he was held, feeling the stranger lift him slightly.
"O-Oh…" Louis moaned softly as he felt the finger dig around inside of him.
"My names Harry." The voice murmured in his ear, Louis moaned slightly.
"L-Louis…" He stuttered out, moaning once more as Harry pushed another finger in him.
"I think two is enough don’t you?" He asked, Louis nodded quickly, desperate for more than just fingers to be in him.
He whined when the fingers were pulled out, gasping when something bigger was slammed inside. He shouted out, resulting in Harry putting a hand over his mouth.
A knock was heard.
"Hey what are you doing in there?!" A guards voice yelled, Louis gulped.
"Just slipped!" Harry shouted back, hearing footsteps walking away.
Louis felt a few tears fall down his cheeks from the searing pain in his behind, as Harry started violently thrusting in and out of him.
Louis ended up moaning, panting under his touch and groaning whenever his prostate was pounded.
Louis moaned out in ecstasy, soon finding himself been lifted, turned and pressed against the wall.
He wrapped his legs tight around Harry’s waist, biting the boys shoulder as he was roughly fucked.
"Call me daddy, make me your daddy." Harry growled in gis ear, Louis moaned and clawed down his back slightly.
"DADDY!" He cried out, head thrown back against the wall as he came inbetween them, clenching around Harry.
Harry groaned at the clench, bucking a few more times before he to came, spreading his delicious cum inside the boy.
Louis panted, falling from the boys arms and onto the floor, Harry looked down, seeing the fucked out beautiful boy below.
He raised an eyebrow as Louis slowly got up onto his knees, taking Harry’s still hard length in his hands and licking the top gently.
Harry let out a small wavy moan, sliding his hands into Louis’ hair.
To be honest this was one of the best blow jobs Harry has ever received.
So when he had the chance to moan loudly he did, echoing as Louis bobbed his head, no gag reflex noticed if there was one which Harry doubted.
Louis smirked slightly as he watched as quiver and felt it in his mouth from the twitches of his dick.
He wanked himself off quickly as he sucked Harry, moaning deeply as he came for the second time, Harry doing the same seconds after.
Louis swallowed every last drop which had Harry moaning from the sight, lifting Louis.
"Keep doing that and you’ll get me hard again." He muttered, hands on Louis’ bum as he held him up.
Guess Louis was now the bitch of two people.
Louis walked to the cafeteria bit, his limp hidden well. He felt eyes on him but eyes were always on him.
Louis was.known as the beautiful sex on legs around here. Nearly all eyes raping him as he walked.
All but one pair of eyes that held a smirk.
Zayn pulled him close, sitting at his table with him and some others.
"What took you so long?" They had known Louis had snuck into the showers. Louis just smirked, eyes connected with Harry’s.
"I dropped the soap."
The last two years of Louis’ time in prison went by fast, he dropped the soap a lot when Harry was around.
Turns out Louis and Zayn got out around the same time so Louis waited outside, with Niall who he had tracked down.
As soon as Zayn spotted Niall he’d ran over, scooping the boy off his feet and kissing him deeply.
Words were exchanged and Louis smiled as he watched, setting off down the street until a voice stopped him.
"Hey where are you going?!" He turned and saw Zayn and Niall who waved him over and took him to there’s where he was introduced to Liam.
Louis visited Harry every week, both falling in love slowly.
"Two months left Hazz." Louis smiled wide at him, Harry chuckled and held his hand across the table.
Harry nodded and kissed his knuckles gently making Louis blush and smile.
The months past and soon Louis was leading a now free Harry to his car, he’d never heard Harry’s story but he didn’t want to push the boy so he left it.
Until a year later, they were together now, living together in the small flat of Louis’.
"Harry… Will you tell me how you got in jail?" He asked quietly, Harry glanced at him.
"I don’t want you to be afraid afterwards." He whispered making Louis’ heart melt.
Harry explained how he got really drunk and his ex girlfriend kept yelling and screaming at him, accusing him of cheating. He got really mad and ended up raping her.
Then… One night when everything seemed perfect again, he found her having sex with another guy, saying that she loved him and not Harry.
By now Harry had stood, fists clenched.
"So I killed her and that bastard she slept with." He spat, Louis stood and placed a gentle hand on his arm.
"Its okay, calm down." He said softly making Harry look at him.
"Then I turned myself in… I was so scared and confused, the police said they’d help me get better… But I just got worse and even killed two people in jail…" He whispered, tears starting to fall.
"Then what?" Louis asked, wiping the tears away slowly.
"Then I met you."
Louis laid under Harry as gentle loving thrusts where shared, his blunt nails dragging across the curly haired boys back.
Harry hissed quietly from the sting but kept going, knowing how much pleasure his love was in.
Louis moaned as he came, Harry cumming inside him at the same time, both of the falling down exhausted.
"I love you."
"I love you two."
"Forever and always."
"Shut up you cheese."
OK, SO FANS SAID THEY HEARD HARRY AND LOUIS MOANING ON THE TOUR BUS AND THEN THIS AUDIO APPEARED.
Louis sighed as he got off the bus from a long day of work, he started walking home, eyes glued to the ground as he did so.
He’d been doing this for so long he knew exactly how many steps, how many corners and how many roads he had to walk to get home.
He counted the last step and looked up, well this definitely wasn’t his house.
Why was he stood outside a bar?
Louis racked his brain for a minute before looking down the street both ways.
"How the hell did I get all the way to east way street?" He asked himself, eyes wide. Then it hit him.
He’d taken the wrong bus! How could he be so careless?
Louis sighed, he was really looking forward to a night at home. Maybe a drink would help to knock off some stress.
Louis sighed once more, before he stepped into the crowded bar. He read the sign stood on the side.
Oh great… Louis sat at the bar and looked around, he took off his jacket and wrapped it around his waist.
One second he was scanning the room, next thing he knew was that a drink was placed in front of him on the bar.
"I didn’t order this." He said to the bartender.
"It’s from the man at the end of the bar." He said, Louis nodded and thanked the man before downing the drink. He felt the alcohol start to kick in his system and looked over at the man at the end of the bar.
He was wearing a white tight fitted shirt and black skinny jeans, also a leather jacket and they turned Louis on a lot.
The mystery hottie made the ‘come here’ motion with his finger to Louis. Louis stood up and made his way over to the boy, sitting next to him.
He was handed another drink but this time it was a different drink, a more stronger one. He downed it before looking up at the unknown man.
"What’s your name?" The man asked, Louis raised an eyebrow.
"Why do you need to know?" He asked, downing another shot.
"Because I need to know whose name I’m gonna shouting by the end of the night." He said as if it were obvious. Louis nearly choked on his drink but managed to stop himself.
"Oh really? Well what’s your name because I must say I’m not the quiet type." He whispered, licking his lips slowly.
"Harry. Harry Styles." He said, holding a hand out for the boy to shake.
"Nice name Styles." Louis winked and drank another drink, before moving to straddle the boys lap. "Pity I don’t share personal information with strangers." He whispered.
Harry swallowed, for once he couldn’t remember how to flirt. This boy… This boy was something else and he had to see what’s under.
Harry pulled the boy closer. “Wanna dance?” He purred in the boys ear, sucking the earlobe. Louis nodded and climbed off the boys lap, pulling him to the dance floor where people were grinding up.
Louis started grinding his bum on the curly haired lads crotch, hands roaming the curls.
What the hell was he doing?
"Oh god… P-Please fuck me…" Louis moaned, as Harry sucked his sweet spot greedily.
Harry smirked and lifted the boy up by his thighs, Louis wrapped his legs around the boys waist and arms around his neck as they kissed sloppily and heatedly.
Soon they were laid on Harry’s large bed, naked and grinding hard. Harry was on top of Louis, two fingers inside the boy as they grinded.
"Harry fucking Styles get in me now!" Louis screamed, back arching in anticipation.
Harry smirked at Louis’ desperation and lubed up his large cock. Louis moaned at the side and spread the lube on himself before pushing the boy onto his back and hovering over his cock.
He was gonna ride this dick to infinity.
He slowly lowered on the cock, getting all the way down and rolling his hips a few times.
Harry bit his lip hard and held the boys hips, guiding him into bouncing, Louis bounced slowly, hips rocking.
Louis moaned, head thrown back in ecstasy as he rode the boy like a pro, nails scratching his chest.
"Oh fuck…" He muttered, hips moving erratically as he bounced.
"C-Close…" Harry moaned out after a few more bounces. He started thrusting up and flipped them over so he was on top and could fuck the boy better.
Louis shouted in pleasure, nails clawing Harry’s back harshly, making him groan. Louis screamed when the boy slammed into his prostate, head thrown back into the pillows.
After a few more hard fast thrusts, Louis came hard on his stomach, moaning Harry’s name.
Harry shouted at the clench around his cock and came deep inside the boy, biting his lip harshly and moaning.
Once their highs went down, Harry pulled out and fell next to the tired out boy, he looked over at him.
"I still don’t know your name." He whispered, Louis smiled and turned his head to look at the boy.
"Louis. Louis Tomlinson." He answered smiling at Harry. Harry smiled.
"Were definitely doing this again." He muttered, Louis nodded happily in agreement.
Seriously… What the fuck did he just do?