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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      One_Direction_(Band)
  Relationship:
      Harry_Styles/Louis_Tomlinson, Zayn_Malik/Liam_Payne
  Character:
      Harry_Styles, Louis_Tomlinson, Zayn_Malik, Liam_Payne, Niall_Horan, Nick
      Grimshaw, Simon_Cowell, Josh_Devine
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Alpha_Harry, Omega_Louis, Alpha_Zayn, Omega
      Liam, Beta_Niall, Underage_-_Freeform, some_stuff_happens, older!harry,
      younger!louis, Smut, Top!Harry, bottom!Louis, innocent!louis, Anal_Sex,
      Anal_Fingering, Rimming
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-22 Updated: 2015-04-02 Chapters: 14/? Words: 32569
****** Camp Crystal Springs ******
by AxWorldxAway
Summary
     The lake was glistening in the sun, little ripples traveling through
     it as Louis looked on in wonder. Just across the way, Louis could
     make out a boathouse, worn with age but still standing proud in all
     its glory. When Louis turned his sights to the right, he saw the sun
     peeking out from the blossoming trees that surrounded them.
     It was only then that Louis noticed they were pretty deep in the
     woods.
     His head whipped around and the rest of his body followed suit as he
     gazed into the tangle of tree limbs and foliage. He had just noticed
     the sounds of the insects chirping in the background when he felt an
     arm slung not-so-casually across his shoulders. Louis looked up at
     Harry who had his eyes firmly glued on Louis.
     Louis felt the blood rise to his cheeks as Harry gave him a little
     smirk, slightly mischievous, and said, “Welcome to Camp Crystal
     Springs.”
     (Harry is an alpha that works at Camp Crystal Springs. Louis is an
     omega that just so happens to attend that camp. They meet, sparks
     fly.)
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
***** Chapter 1 *****
 
Harry was a camp counselor, one of the best in fact. He took an extremely
hands-on approach, always going above and beyond to make all the little girls
and boys of all genders happy and safe. He had this nagging desire starting
when he was young to protect people, no matter what. So when he was confirmed
as an alpha, it wasn't really too big of a shock to both him and his family,
what with his urge to provide for and shelter the people he loved from harm.
Harry had been working at the camp every summer since he was thirteen, which
was funny because at thirteen you would have expected him to attend the camp
rather than assist in running it. But he was allowed, after a convincing talk
to the director of the camp about how he would love to be able to take care of
all of the younger attendees. At first, some of the parents of the children who
attended Harry’s camp were a little put-off about him being an alpha, but when
they did finally meet him, they were easily charmed, alpha, beta, and omega
parents alike. He also invested in some scent suppressants.
It had been running smoothly for Harry for two nearly two years, but the first
issue arose when he had his first rut.
He was fifteen at the time and woke up in the middle of the night horny as hell
and with the overwhelming desire to fuck something clouding his mind. He
recognized what it was quickly enough and was able to lock himself in one of
the outhouses far away from the sleeping children. He literally had to
barricade himself in, though, because the smell of the peacefully slumbering
little children, especially the omegas, had his mind muddled with desire. He
spent four days locked up in that outhouse trying to restrain himself from
busting the door down and ravaging the nearest omega.
It was probably one of the worst experiences of his life and he was thankful
that it ended as quickly as it did, being that he had no omega to mellow his
urges and it’s known that it is possible for ruts to last up to a week if the
alpha remains unsatisfied and omegaless. He, however, lucked out, with having a
short rut period and once his mind regained some of its clarity, he apologized
profusely to the camp administrators.
They accepted his apology on the pretenses that he had no prior knowledge that
his rut would hit at such an inopportune time. However, they did send him out
with the warning that if it did happen again, he would be relieved of his
duties at the camp and no longer be permitted to return. He would be given
permission to take off during the time surrounding his rut, but it was highly
advised that he seek out a medical professional that could order him some
suppressants, both to control his ruts, and to decrease his somewhat
intimidating alpha smell.
So that’s how he landed here, 19 years old and a permanent fixture in the staff
of Camp Crystal Springs. His love life, however, didn't fare as well as his
employment did. What with him being a full-time student at the uni just in the
next town over, and him spending the entirety of his summers at the camp, there
wasn't much room to squeeze a romance in there. Of course, he still had his
friends from back home that he would talk to every now and then and he had made
a few friends at uni. Harry just didn't have a lot of downtime, so it was kind
of difficult to have more than just a few close friends.
He did have Nick though, who he has become accustomed to riding out his ruts
with and who he himself helped out during the other’s heats. It was nothing
more than a friendly gesture of kindness during a time of desperation. It had
started out with them just hooking up when necessary but over the years, it has
developed into something more, almost like a friends with benefits kind of
thing. All in all, Harry was pretty set. He enjoyed working at the camp and
studying at uni.
Sometimes he even forgot that he didn't have a mate or even have someone he
could think about like that(he would always immediately dismiss Nick because he
just didn't think that he could feel that way about him, he knew he wasn’t his
mate). But days like today were what got to him. When he’s just sitting
outside, greeting all the new campers at the gates of Camp Crystal Springs,
minding his own business. But then a young and in love alpha and omega pass him
by and he can literally smell the love radiating off of them. So yeah he’s
really lacking in that department if he finds himself gazing at another couple
like a creeper.
“Harry!” He’s ripped out of his thoughts by someone who sounds suspiciously
exasperated calling his name loudly.
“Sorry, what?” Zayn sighed, irritated. “Would you quit fucking spacing out
again and pay attention to what you’re doing?” He hisses while nodding towards
a couple that are looking at him skeptically while clutching the hands of a
child between them.
Huh, maybe he was daydreaming longer than he thought.
“Hi, ‘m Harry, one of the counselors here at Camp Crystal Springs,” he crouched
down so that he could be at eye level with the little girl clasping both of her
parents hands tightly, “I'm positive you'll have a great time this summer with
us. We're going to be making crafts, having campfires, spending time out by our
very own lake. It’s gonna be a whole lot of fun, I promise!”
He shoots her a beaming smile, complete with his notorious dimples peeking out
and she returns it with a shy smile of her own. He looks up to her parents who
seem to have relaxed after their previously skeptical state caused by them
witnessing his inattentive behavior beforehand. He smiles at them too, “If
you'll just come with me, we can get miss…” he trails off and looks pointedly
at the little girl so that she comes out of her shell a little and tells him
her name. “Daisy,” she mutters while her feet turn in.
There’s no doubt she’s an omega if her shy behavior is anything to go by.
“Daisy, if you and your parents just follow me, we can get you signed in and
ready to pick your very own bunk soon enough.” She gives another little nod,
nearly imperceptible, and as Harry moves to take her things from her parents,
her father reaches out to grab his arm, waiting until little Daisy hesitantly
wanders off a bit, to finally murmur something to Harry.
He looks him right in the eyes, undoubtedly an alpha, and mumbles out, “Listen,
son, I know it won't come as a shock when I say that it’s fairly obvious my
Daisy is in the runnings to be an omega. I need to know that she will be able
to sleep safely so that me and my wife will be able to do the same.”
Harry looks back at the little omega girl and then turns to her father, and in
the most confident and convincing voice he can muster up, he says, “Sir, I can
assure you that no harm will come to Daisy. If you hadn't already noticed, she
is among the younger group of kids attending the camp this year, but that will
not be a problem. We do our best to separate the alphas and omegas, so that
there is pretty much no threat. I will personally promise to make her
experience both enjoyable and entirely safe.”
Harry internally cheered to himself because he was quite proud that his little
speech seemed to pacify them. They nodded and wordlessly took off after Daisy
and directed her via the signs hung about to the camp director’s office. Harry
always encounters worried parents, but he’s not always so successful in
appeasing their worries. He did good this time though, so with a pat on the
back, he moved himself back to his position by the gate. Today seemed somewhat
slow, probably because it was only the first day that the campers were allowed
in and because it was only just barely noon. After about a half hour, he let
his mind wander, only to be roused from his drifting thoughts by a delicious
smell. He quickly whipped his head back and forth, trying to find the source of
the intoxicating aroma.
He finally landed his gaze on a woman pushing a stroller that had two little
babies in it with one hand, and with her other hand, she was holding onto a
little girls hand, presumably her daughter because of the eerily similar
characteristics, who was then clutching onto another girl’s hand, who looked
slightly younger but still shared the same genetic traits. It was like a little
mini train of hand holding, with the mother as the exasperated conductor.
Harry was confused though. The sweet vanilla smell had a tang of something more
potent, something more along the lines of the smell of a boy. He watched,
slightly perplexed as the group got nearer. The woman approached him, and up
close, Harry noticed how tired she looked. She had bags under her eyes and she
seemed ghostly pale. She turned around after she reached him, and began
mumbling something to someone behind her. Harry hadn't even noticed that there
was someone back there.
“Louis, stop putting up such a fight and help me out for just a second.” Harry
strained his ears but heard no response. “Louis, answer me. Honey please, just
for a second. Louis. Stop ignoring me, I’m your mother for Christ’s sake.”
Still there was no response.The woman huffed out a long sigh and turned back
around. She released the hand off of the carriage and timidly reached out a
hand to Harry, who shook it firmly.
“Hi, my name is Johannah, I called earlier to get all of the papers organized
before I got here because I’m in a bit of a rush,” she let out a little laugh
and returned her hand to the stroller. It took Harry a second, his brain was
still stuck on LouisLouisLouis.
He snapped out of it for the most part, and he smiled at her before responding,
“Yes, of course, if you follow me I can direct you to the head office and you
will be right on your way, ma'am.” Best to stay professional even when you are
dying inside from that enticing smell, Harry thought. His eyes kept lingering
to the only portion of the boy he could see, his feathery, light brown hair.
“Oh, well I'm already fairly late as it is. Do you think, maybe, I could just
send Louis with you and he can sign for me?” She asked with her eyes pleading.
Harry thought for a moment about the rules he was taught from when he first
started here, and his mind couldn't produce any reason as to why that wasn't
allowed. Or maybe he was just conveniently forgetting any rule stating
otherwise so that he could get an up-close smell of the boy without all of the
female omega and beta pheromones clouding it. Either way, Harry didn't see a
problem and happily obliged, looking over as Johannah stepped to the side to
reveal a creature so beautiful that Harry almost didn't believe he existed.
He was a rather short boy, much shorter than Harry, though many people here
were much shorter than Harry because he was basically a giant. The boy had
feathery wisps of hair that lay across his forehead. He was curvy, narrow at
the waist but wider at the hips with strong-looking thighs. His head was bowed,
so, much to Harry’s dismay, he could only make out the angles and contours of
his face that were accentuated by the shadows cast by the sun directly
overhead. The boy trudged forward with his bags dragging behind him, and his
mother thanked Harry as she stepped down to plant a kiss on Louis’ cheek. The
boy shied away from the touch and looked up at his mum to give her a ghost of a
smile and to mutter,
“I still don't think it’s fair. I'm too old to be here and why can't I just go
with you guys? Just have Mark sit in the trunk.” His mother looked down and
sighed, giving him a grateful smile, probably because he finally was speaking
to her which seemed to be long-awaited.
“Honey, you know that the lack of car space isn't the only reason you aren't
coming. We all know how much you fight with your cousin and we just can't have
that. Besides, it'll be good for you to make some new friends. Now, I've got to
get going, so please be a dear and be good for your old mum. Call me every
night and let me know how it’s going. I love you darling, stay safe.” And with
that, she was off with a wave to both Harry and Louis and the train of little
girls was gone along with the conductor.
Harry looked down to Louis to seem him glaring off in the direction that his
mother disappeared. Harry was usually so good with people younger than him but
for some reason, Louis just made him tongue-tied. He stood, watching as the boy
set his bag down, and with a hand on his hip, swung his body around to face
Harry. Harry was still staring, and he realized he was being a bit creepy and
he, for some reason, couldn't fathom the idea of scaring this pretty boy away
from him.
He smiled at him, trying his best to not come off as a pedophile (which at this
point he was seriously considering getting himself checked because it was
almost as if he couldn't control it as his eyes traveled up and down the boy’s
body and he drank in his scrumptious aroma).
“Um,” oh god, Harry had no idea what he was doing. Louis looked at him as if he
had two heads, and Harry scrambled through his muddled mind to find something
to say.
Finally he blurted out, “Harry.”
“Uh, um, I mean like that’s my name.” The boy slowly nodded his head and Harry
internally facepalmed.
“So you could follow me, if you like, and I'll show you the way?” Louis nodded
and crouched down to pick up his bags, and at that same moment, Harry moved to
do the same, causing both of their heads to collide painfully. Louis whined in
pain as he held his head and something strange shot up Harry’s spine at the
sound.
“Sorry, sorry, here, I'll get it. Do you want to stop at the nurse first?”
Louis shook his head and Harry gestured for him to follow him. They walked in
silence as they passed the dinner hall, and walked a bit further until they
reached the admissions office. Harry set down the bags and looked through the
little window on the door. It seemed that the little girl he encountered
before, Daisy, was in there still with her parents so Harry figured they still
had some time and told Louis such. Harry led them to a bench and he sat down
and Louis timidly followed suit, his head bowed once again.
They sat in silence and Harry took the time to observe him once again. This
time, he was trying to figure out Louis’ gender. He didn't look old enough to
have gone through the stages of testing that would confirm whether he was an
alpha, beta, or omega yet, but he had an idea.
From the way Louis was sitting, with his head bowed and his hands clasped in
front of him, it was easy to say that it was a somewhat submissive posture,
leading him to believe, he may actually be one of the rare male omegas. Well,
male omegas weren't exactly super rare, it’s just that Harry didn't encounter
too many because they are usually locked away, bonded to an alpha by the time
they are eighteen. They are considered by many people to be the most desirable,
so it’s kind of dangerous for them not to soulbond early on.
But Harry wasn't too sure, because he had stood up to his mother and he seemed
to have a bit of an attitude that most omegas generally don’t possess. They are
born to please, and complaining to an alpha about what their told to do
wouldn't go over very well. But Louis did just that when speaking to his
mother, and while his mother isn't an alpha, it was still non-omega like
behavior.
Harry was broken out of his reverie by Louis coughing to get his attention. He
looked up to meet the boy’s eyes and Louis was looking at him curiously.
“How old are you? If you don't mind me asking. Because you don't seem as old as
everyone else who works here.” Oh. Louis was asking how old he was? What?
“Oh, um, I just turned nineteen a couple months ago,” Harry contemplated it
before asking, “How old are you?”
Louis huffed and said, “I'm fourteen, way too old to be here. I mean, if you
haven't noticed, everyone here is like eleven and I'm stuck here because my
stupid mum won't let me go with her to my aunt’s house because apparently I get
into too many fights with my dumb cousin. It’s absolutely ridiculous!” Louis
threw his hands up and ended his little rant with a pout on his little, pink
lips. Harry cooed at him internally because he was just so adorable and he just
wanted to take a bite out of- wait, what? Jesus Christ, Harry didn't know he
was capable of such thoughts about someone five years younger than him. Five
years? Oh god, I'm definitely a pedophile, Harry thought as his mind then
drifted to what he would do to Louis.
He was sure he would make use of those hips as he grabbed onto them as he
pounded- Harry shook his head and was about to respond to Louis’ rant when the
door to the office opened, and they were informed they could come inside by the
camp director’s assistant.
Louis stood up and walked over to the door while dragging his feet. Harry knew
he was in deep shit when he couldn't tear his eyes away from that voluminous
bottom that Louis adorned and had to physically restrain himself from jumping
up and ravishing Louis then and there. Since when was Harry so sexually
frustrated?
Harry thought he was home free and moved to return back to his station by the
gate so that he could clear his head of his increasingly dirty thoughts of
Louis, when he heard his name being called.
“Harry, what are you doing? Come back here. Louis is a minor so you have to
help him with the sign-in process.” Oh shit.
***** Chapter 2 *****
Chapter Notes
     Well, here's chapter two. I hope you enjoy it! Any feedback is
     appreciated!
“Place of birth?”
“Doncaster.”
“Primary caregiver?”
“My mum, Johannah. Isn't this already on the paper?” Louis said, peeking over
the edge of Mr.Cowell’s desk.
Simon sighed and said, “Yes, but we are just confirming everything since we had
to fill the paperwork out over the phone with your mother.” Louis sighed and
looked over at Harry rolling his eyes, like they were the best of friends.
Harry gave him a smile and a nod in encouragement.
In all honesty, Louis would be much happier to just hang out with Harry all
day. He seemed nice, and like potential friend material. Louis didn’t want to
spend however many weeks his mum was planning on keeping him here alone and
bored. So therefore, Louis figured he and Harry could be friends since everyone
else was so much younger than him.
He shouldn't even be here, Louis thought bitterly. It was infuriating is what
it was. Why couldn't his mother just get over the fact that his cousin Jeremy
was a little brat and that it didn't hurt to put him in his place every now and
then? Jeremy was just barely nine years old but he thought he was all high and
mighty because there was a chance he may turn out to be an alpha. And
apparently with his self-proclaimed alpha status, he felt it was okay to boss
Louis around.
Um, hell to the no.
Louis, sadly, may very well turn out to be an omega, and yeah, he probably
wouldn't have a problem with listening to his mate’s orders but that’s because
it will be his mate and he would want to please him.
But this kid was nine.
And a little brat.
And Louis was the only one that seemed to notice when he got all bossy and
demanding. So yeah, they fought, big deal. But that didn't mean his mum should
ship him off to a summer camp.
Louis, however, was known for his optimism (not really) and to make the best
out of the situation, so he’s going to take his mum’s advice and make friends.
Well, a friend. Harry seemed like he would want to be friends with Louis, so
Louis was a little less annoyed when they had to go through pages and pages of
information about himself.
His annoyance spiked, though, when they sent Harry out to tend to the people
that were arriving at the big gate near the entrance of the camp. He was not
ashamed to say that he wore a pout through the rest of the meeting and was a
little sour when they told him to grab his bags from outside and find the omega
dorms. First of all, Harry carried Louis’ bags on the way over, why should
Louis have to carry them now. Secondly, they all just assumed he was an omega.
Maybe he’s like superman and just looked incapable of much when he was just
being an average Joe, but that was really just a cover-up for his true identity
as an alpha.
Louis sighed internally and wished he was like superman. But he was not so he
let it go for now and he trudged his way through the maze of cabins.
He finally landed in front of one that was sort of set apart from the other
cabins by a few extra meters. He sighed and climbed up the steps, opened the
door to see pink, pink, and more pink.
Great, he was probably the only male omega here. He picked a bed in the corner,
as far away from all the girls as possible. He set his bag on the bed and
plopped down next to it. Just as he was going for the zipper to open it up and
take out the sheets his mum forced him to bring (she’s a bit of a germ-freak
and insisted that he bring his own sheets), a girl, an omega by the smell of
it, sat down next to him.
“Hey, my name is Cara and ill be your camp advisor for your stay here at Camp
Crystal Springs!” She was overly peppy and Louis already didn't like her.
“What’s your name little guy?” She questioned as she ruffled his hair. Louis
leveled her with a ‘really’ look. She stopped ruffling his hair and slowly
removed her hand. She looked off to the side as an awkward silence washed over
the two. It was probably one of the most uncomfortable situations Louis has
been in.
She kept her lips pursed as she looked around the room. Just as she was about
to open her mouth to say something, Louis cut her off.
“Listen, I know you're about to go on and on about how great of a stay this is
going to be and how I'm going to have a great time and all that but you would
be thick if you thought I would buy into all that bull.”
Now, it should be known that Louis wasn't taught to disrespect people like
that. He just thought that she shouldn't waste her breath trying to get him
excited or whatever else she thought giving him a little speech would
accomplish. He thought he was being generous, but from the look on Cara’s face,
it seemed like she didn't really agree.
Oh well, Louis thought as she huffed and stormed out.
He decided to go back to his unpacking seeing as he would probably be staying
here for a while. First, he took his sheets out and placed them on the bed,
then he took out his clothes and tried to be neat by organizing them into
categories like nightwear, underwear, socks, jeans, shirts, etc.
He, unsurprisingly, got annoyed halfway through and dumped everything out into
the drawers. He was just finishing stuffing everything into his drawers when he
felt someone’s presence behind him. He used his hip to nudge the drawer shut
then turned around to be greeted by Harry.
“Hey Harry!” Louis waved as he approached him.
“Come sit,” Louis encouraged as he latched onto Harry’s hand and dragged him
over to his bed. Harry smiled a tight smile which Louis thought was weird since
all Harry was doing was sitting on his bed. Louis realized he was still holding
Harry’s hand and dropped it.
“Is something wrong?” Louis asked while he looked at Harry in mild concern.
Harry shook his head and his seemingly forced smile was soon replaced with a
more genuine one which had both Louis and Harry relaxing.
“So,” Harry started as he raised his eyebrows. “What?” Louis asked over a
laugh.
“I heard you scared Cara away, huh?” Harry smiled and nudged Louis. Louis felt
heat rise to his cheeks as his face blossomed with a brightly colored blush.
Well that’s odd, Louis thought. How was Harry making him blush so easy and over
such a little comment?
“Well yeah, I guess I did. Am I in trouble or something now?” Louis started
worrying that maybe he shouldn't have been so cross with her, he was just in a
bad mood. Could he seriously be in trouble for ticking her off though? He
guesses he probably should've been a tad bit nicer seeing as though she was his
‘camp advisor’ or whatever. Almost as if Harry sensed his worry, he was quick
to reassure him,
“Oh, you're not in any actual trouble, Louis. I just came here to see if you
wanted to put in a request for a new advisor?” Louis internally sighed in
relief then smiled at Harry.
“Can I request you?” Louis asked excitedly. Harry looked surprised but nodded
nonetheless albeit dazedly.
“Yeah, sure. I mean I usually don't tend to the omegas here because apparently
I'm considered ‘intimidating,’ but since I'm already looking after Daisy, why
not?” Louis absently wondered who Daisy was and for some strange reason, a
bitter taste flooded his mouth. He also wondered if Harry was an alpha,
considering his stature and the fact that people thought he was 'intimidating.'
Louis didn't think he was all that intimidating.
“Okay, yeah, then I want you.” Louis scooted closer and nudged Harry’s elbow
with his own to emphasize his point. Harry coughed into his fist as a light
pink tint crossed over his cheek.
“So what are the plans for the next couple of days? Anything interesting?”
Louis looked on as Harry pondered the question.
“Well, we are planning on going to the lake tomorrow, then the next day we are
going on a hike through the woods to see the crystal springs. I’m not sure
about the days after that, I'll have to check.”
“There’s a lake here? Can you show me it? Please, please, please, plea-“ Harry
laughed, effectively cutting off Louis’ begging.
“Of course. I'd be delighted to. Do you wanna head there now?” Louis nodded
eagerly and once again grabbed Harry’s hand as he yanked him off his bed, out
his cabin, and down the stairs. He stopped short though, when he realized he
didn't know where he was going. Louis turned around shyly and gave a nervous
grin.
“Um, where exactly are we going?” Harry threw his head back and laughed again.
This time though, Louis took note of the way his cheeks dimpled up, of the way
his eyes crinkled ever so slightly, and of the way his irises seemed to sparkle
in the afternoon sun. Louis caught himself staring and apparently so did Harry
because he shot him a cheeky smile as Louis looked down at his feet and
blushed. Harry chuckled once again and tugged on Louis’ hand.
“C'mon, I'll show you the way.” Louis followed after him as they both walked
down, once again passing the dinner hall, but this time walking straight past
the admissions office. Louis noticed that there were a great deal of kids
running about, much more than when he had first arrived.
They continued walking, passed the start of the woods which was on Louis’ right
and seemed to stretch back for miles, until they finally landed on the plot of
sand that led to the water just a few meters in front of them. Louis looked to
his left and saw a couple children wandering about in the shallow part of the
lake, with an advisor watching them from his spot on a rock.
“Well, this is it. It’s where we'll be coming just about every day at the end
of the day.” Harry smiled down at Louis as he looked out towards the lake.
“It’s beautiful,” Louis mumbled, so soft it was almost as if he were talking to
himself. Harry heard though, and he muttered something under his breath that
sounded suspiciously like ‘tell me about it’ as he watched Louis.
Louis looked up but Harry had already taken off, walking to the right. Louis
noticed it was the direction the woods were in. Harry stopped abruptly about
twenty feet in front of Louis and turned around, “Well, aren't you coming?”
Louis swallowed and nodded as he scampered off after Harry. At first, it was
just sand and some shells that they were passing over, but soon the shells
turned to pebbles, the pebbles turned to rocks, the rocks turned to stones, and
the stones turned to boulders.
Louis was having trouble navigating the terrain with his tiny body, so Harry
reached out a hand which Louis grasped and Harry pulled him along. Louis had
just started to break out in a sweat when Harry stopped.
“We're here.” Louis stopped for a moment to catch his breath but when he looked
up, the landscape stole it from him again. He sat next to where Harry had taken
refuge on a large boulder and looked around at his surroundings. The lake was
glistening in the sun, little ripples traveling through it as Louis looked on
in wonder. Just across the way, Louis could make out a boathouse, worn with age
but still standing proud in all its glory. When Louis turned his sights to the
right, he saw the sun peeking out from the blossoming trees that surrounded
them.
It was only then that Louis noticed they were pretty deep in the woods.
His head whipped around and the rest of his body followed suit as he gazed into
the tangle of tree limbs and foliage. He had just noticed the sounds of the
insects chirping in the background when he felt an arm slung not-so-casually
across his shoulders. Louis looked up at Harry who had his eyes firmly glued on
Louis.
Louis felt the blood rise to his cheeks as Harry gave him a little smirk,
slightly mischievous, and said, “Welcome to Camp Crystal Springs.”
***** Chapter 3 *****
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Harry had drawn two conclusions from his and Louis’ little adventure by the
lake.
The first was that it was probably smart to at least somewhat attempt to
maintain an air of professionalism while in the company of others. But while
they were alone, Harry wasn't going to hold back. He was going to touch Louis
all he wanted and tease him all he wanted and nearly nothing would be off the
table. He wanted Louis to remember him even if this summer didn't go according
to what Harry had planned.
The second was that he was going to try to put Louis through as many physically
exerting activities as possible. The look of his unmarked, golden skin
harboring a flush just below the surface topped with a sheen of glistening
sweat was enough to make his mouth water. After the hike through the outskirts
of the forest, Louis had looked so beautiful. Harry may or may not have
traveled at a pace slightly faster than his normal one. He liked watching Louis
strain to keep up with him, sue him.
With these two thoughts in mind, he continued to watch Louis from across the
dinner hall.
They boys had stayed out on the rocks for a while before finally returning to
the beach portion of the lake from which they had started. Just as they had
gotten back to the small shells crunching under their feet rather than the big
boulders that supported them, the dinner bell had rung.
Harry and Louis had walked side by side but Harry had to leave Louis so that he
could check the cabins for anyone that didn’t recognize the bell as a signal to
report for dinner. After completing his rounds throughout the cabins and
rounding up a few stragglers, Harry had the full intention to return and rescue
Louis from wherever he was probably sitting alone being that Harry hadn't
exactly given him a chance to make friends.
But he was in for a surprise when he walked in and saw Louis sitting at a table
with a boy. Harry had immediately gotten an itch under his skin that told him
to go over there and lift Louis up into his possessive grip and growl ‘mine’ at
the unsuspecting little brat that was trying to take Louis.
Now, it may seem like Harry was being irrational.
But he swears he wasn’t.
They way that kid was leaning a little too close into Louis’ space had his
blood pumping furiously through his body. Not to mention his hand that seemed
to clasp onto Louis’ shoulder at every overly zealous exclamation he made and
the gleam in his eye as he raked his eyes over Louis’ face.
Harry couldn't tell by his outward appearance if Louis was uncomfortable or not
but something in Harry drove him to believe that Louis would rather have Harry
fawning over him like that. It was probably his inner alpha that was causing
him to be so possessive and to chant ‘mineminemine’ in his head as he watched
Louis.
But Harry was fairly helpless to do anything against it with all of those sets
of eyes that would watch the scene unfold eagerly. Harry was pretty sure that
if he was to do anything, he wouldn't be able to restrain himself from being
vicious to the boy and that would cause problems to arise, no doubt. So there
he was, stuck sitting next to Zayn, his anger and frustration increasing
exponentially whenever he looked over at the pair but trying to mask it as best
as possible.
Apparently he’s not doing a great job though, because Zayn has been giving his
questioning looks for the past half hour and it was starting to make him even
more on edge. After what must have been the fortieth inquiring glance from Zayn
over at him, he finally snapped.
“What is so god damn interesting that you have to keep looking over at me every
three seconds, Zayn??” Zayn looked shocked at his outburst but recovered
quickly.
“Well, you kind of look like you're about to flip this table over and go
outside and shoot a bunny. So I just want to be prepared to restrain you if you
do end up doing so.” Harry couldn't help the laugh that bubbled up from deep
inside his chest. It was just like Zayn to completely throw Harry off with his
blunt, sarcastic comments.
But the sound of Louis actually laughing at something the kid said had Harry
turning sour within a fraction of a second. He looked over to them again and
saw the boy with his hand resting on the lower portion of Louis’ back, causing
Harry to twist his face back into a scowl as he resumed stabbing at his pasta.
Zayn noticed this and a smirk slowly crept up his face.
“Wow Styles, for as long as I've known you, you've never once taken a serious
interest in someone. And now you’re looking at that kid over there like he’s
yours at that he shouldn't even be associating with other people.” Harry looked
up dumbfounded that he had basically gotten the gist of what he was feeling.
“Ho-how did-?” Zayn held up a hand to silence Harry’s stuttering and, with a
chuckle and a smug smirk, said,
“My mum always said that I'm extremely observant, even back when I was a kid.”
Harry just looked at him and wondered how far into Harry’s mind he’s been
watching for the past couple of years. “Huh.” Harry muttered out.
He was originally going to deny the accusation but that didn't go over so well
when his mouth couldn't keep up with his mind and he got tongue-tied. With
Harry momentarily distracted from the problem at hand, he almost didn't notice
both Louis and that little blonde menace getting up and heading towards the
exit together.
Harry looked on as his displeasure skyrocketed and he gripped his fork so
tightly that there was sure to be an indent on his palm once he released it.
Zayn looked over and said,
“Harry? Do you think you could go grab the plan book from my bunk so you can go
over it and make any changes you deem fit?” Harry looked at Zayn, confused,
because he had just done that a couple of days ago.
“I think you should go get it now, yeah?” Zayn smirked at him and when Harry
still didn't get it he sighed and nodded to the two campers that were just
reaching the door to leave. Oh. Oh. Zayn was giving him an opportunity to go
after them.
Harry nodded and jumped up from his seat causing a few pairs of eyes to look
over at him. It was no one really that important but Harry still slowed his
pace when he walked to throw his half eaten meal away. Once he got out of the
doors, he quickly sped up and strained his nose so the he could follow Louis’
scent. He ended up resolving to just follow the slight footprints imprinted
into the ground by Louis and his friend.
His mind was too frantic to try and focus on sniffing Louis out.
Eventually he caught up to the two but he remembered at the last moment to
stray a little further back and not just pounce then and there.
He slipped up though, and while walking behind a patch of trees to conceal
himself, he tripped on a fallen log. By this time, it was rather dark out and
he wasn't able to catch himself. He fell, creating a slight cracking sound
derived from the various twigs he landed on top of. Blondey didn't notice but
Louis did and as he turned his head to try and locate the source of the sound,
Harry laid completely still so as to not draw attention to him.
Louis’ eyes skimmed right over him, and Harry gave a sigh of relief.
He sucked in a sharp breath, however, when Louis slung an arm over the boy’s
shoulder and doubled over as he laughed at something the kid said. Whatever he
said couldn't have been that funny, Harry thought bitterly. He got up and
dusted himself off as he watched the boys continue down the path to the omega
cabins.
Harry nearly had a heart attack when he saw both Louis and the boy ascend the
stairs into the cabin. But, as luck would have it, Louis bid the kid goodnight
and he was on his way. Harry felt his lips curl into a barely there smile as he
watched the kid walk down the path.
He relaxed against a tree trunk as Louis stepped inside and closed the door.
He had just pushed himself off the trunk and was placing a foot on the path as
the door swung open and Louis stepped back out to reach for a paper that was on
the ground. Harry froze as Louis stood straight up and thought the coast was
clear as Louis turned back around to go back inside.
Just as Louis reached for the handle again to swing the door open, he froze and
abruptly turned around.
“Hey Harry.” He said with a little innocent smile as he looked Harry directly
in the eye. His smile slowly stretched into a full blown grin that reached his
eyes. He lifted a hand and gave a little wave.
“Well, g'night then.” And with that, the door swung closed once again.
Harry stood there, entirely flabbergasted as he soaked in the fact that he had
been caught. Still with his mind in a daze, he turned and headed down the path
towards his own cabin. He walked up the steps, stripped down to his boxers, and
fell into bed. He lay awake for another hour reliving the last hour over and
over again. After his brain had finally burnt out, he turned on his side to
finally settle into sleep. Only now had other people begun to return to the
cabins to go to sleep for the night.
Just as Harry’s mind was reverting into that peaceful pre-slumber state, a
thought came upon him.
What was on that paper that Louis came back out to get?
Chapter End Notes
     Sorry this chapter was kinda short. I promise the next will be
     longer! Thanks for reading :) Comments and kudos if you feel it fit,
     yeah?
***** Chapter 4 *****
Louis woke up refreshed and ready to call Harry out on following him.
At first he hadn't even noticed that Harry was getting upset over the fact that
Niall, his new friend, was kind of touchy and all up in Louis’ bubble. The
shorter boy could admit that he was actually slightly uncomfortable when Niall
had approached him with so much energy and jubilance over the fact he found
someone to talk to.
What can he say, he’s not used to someone he’s never met acting as if they were
best friends with him.
But after a couple minutes into their conversation, or more like Niall’s
conversation with himself with Louis as a spectator, Louis could tell that
Niall hadn’t meant anything by his touches. He could tell that that was just
Niall’s character. Loud and bouncing with excitement, too carefree to look in
depth at the placement of his hands and what it could mean if done in a not so
platonic manner. Louis saw some potential in the Irish lad as a friend so maybe
he wouldn't have to force Harry to be his friend, even though so far Harry
didn't seem to be putting up such a struggle on that front.
But when he cast a glance over to his left and saw said boy staring at Niall
like he was ready to drown him in the lake and call it an accident, his whole
world had turned upside down.
As soon as Louis had seen Harry, he had an immediate attraction to him. It was
only just barely floating in the back of his mind at first. But after spending
only a couple of hours with Harry, he could still feel it increasing slowly but
surely.
He had chalked it off to it just being his omega body reacting naturally to an
undeniably fit alpha. And that was what he was confident was the truth, up
until he had seen the murderous look Harry was giving Niall.
It was turning him on embarrassingly fast.
What?
He was fourteen, not seven. He could get aroused by a possessive act that an
alpha could display.
So yeah, maybe Louis had agreed a little too easily to walk back to their
cabins with Niall so that he could feel the burning stare Harry was undoubtedly
burning into the back of his skull. He didn't expect him to actually follow
them out though.
He really only noticed it when Harry fell over and thought he would be able to
hide from him. Louis had always been proud for being an amazing actor though,
and he was able to keep his face neutral the entire time.
Of course, he did put on a bit of a show when he realized Harry was there. It
definitely wasn't to get Harry riled up. Nope.
After some time laying in bed and thinking, Louis pulled himself up and into a
sitting position. He let out a powerful yawn and stretched his arms up above
his head. Just as he had closed his mouth and cringed at the unpleasant taste
that reminded him that he skipped brushing his teeth last night, he turned his
head and scanned the room.
There were even more bunks filled with girls' clothing than when he had
arrived. Thankfully though, some of the girls here appeared to have a fashion
taste that contained more than just the various hues of pink.
One bunk, in particular, stood out to Louis.
At first glance, one would just assume that it belonged to a girl who just
happened to have a less prominent feminine side. But something about it just
screamed to Louis that it was a boy’s bunk.
Louis was almost positive that he would be the only male omega here. Maybe not.
A bell sounded and Louis made sure to make a note in the back of his head that
he would have to go investigate later. For now though, he threw on some clothes
and scrambled out of the cabin to start his way over to the building he had
dinner last night in, assuming that breakfast would be served there as well.
As he wandered down the path, he thought absently that he must have a really
weird sleep pattern if it always happens that he’s alone in a cabin that, by
the looks of it, was fairly cramped.
He finally reached the double doors from which he could smell the eggs and
toast hiding behind. He swung one open and immediately spotted Niall, a smile
breaking out on his face after he saw the boy’s grin and happy-go-lucky wave.
He approached him and sat down, quickly taking note on the fact that Niall was
staring at someone. Louis followed his gaze and saw a boy that looked around
Louis’ age with big brown eyes. He was sitting all alone at the end of one
table and Louis felt kind of bad, even though he knew that that was exactly
what he had looked like yesterday.
Almost as if Niall was reading his thoughts, he mumbled out with a little
grimace, “He looks a bit lonely, dontcha think?”
Louis nodded as he inspected the boy. He seemed to have a broader frame than
himself, but then again nearly everyone did. He had his shoulders slouched
inward and his head was lowered just enough so that it could be considered an
almost submissive posture.
Louis had begun to wonder if this was the boy that owned the bunk that Louis
had noticed earlier, and Niall had just opened his mouth to say something about
them going over to meet him, when a voice boomed throughout the room.
“Hey campers, I hope your first day went well. I also hope you had a good night
sleep because today will be all about the lake. We will be running some
activities for you guys to enjoy and you can choose whatever. Just know that by
the end of the day you will have to report back to your camp counselor and will
have to have participated in at least one activity. We'd prefer more along the
lines of two or three, but we know it’s only your first day here, so we
understand.”
Louis recognized him from somewhere, his dark skin and even darker eyes; he
just couldn't put his finger on it.
The nameless boy turned to his colleagues that had gathered at the front of the
room, and handed the microphone to someone that Louis couldn't see from where
he was sitting behind a table of broad-shouldered alphas. He definitely
recognized the voice though.
“Alright, once you finish breakfast, try and meet up with your assigned
counselor. We'll be spread throughout the room, so just look for us. If you
don't have one already assigned to you, then just pick one of us. So yeah, eat
up.”
Louis strained his neck and was able to see around the wall of alphas in front
of him for just a second, long enough to catch a glimpse of Harry’s lips as
they stretched to accommodate the words that were leaving his mouth.
Too soon, he was tugged by Niall to get him to follow him to the food line that
was steadily growing. Louis followed obediently and waited to get his food.
Once he and Niall had gotten their food, with Niall’s plate stacked twice as
high as Louis’, they went back to the table that they had deemed theirs and
began eating. It wasn't half bad for camp food.
With his mouth full, Niall looked up at Louis and asked,
“So who’s your counselor? Is it that omega girl Cara? Cause I heard she’s like,
half-insane.”
Louis laughed and tried to contain himself as he unattractively spit out some
of his egg. He was simultaneously glad he got rid of her while he did, but also
a bit uneasy about how he did so. He was a tad harsh. Oh well, what’s she going
to do? Nothing if she doesn't want to get in trouble.
Louis shook his head and got back to the question at hand. “Nah, I got out of
that one as soon as I could, crazy ass banshee she was. I got Harry instead.”
Louis let his eyes meander over to Harry and Niall did the same. He heard a
gasp and turned his head back to see Niall looking at him with wide eyes.
“That’s the guy from yesterday!” Louis nodded his head and thought about
yesterday. About how after a while, when he was convinced Niall was oblivious
to Harry’s stares, he was proven wrong when he whipped out a pen and a piece of
paper, only to write a single question. ‘Did he get it in yet?’
Louis had nearly choked and once he calmed down he looked over at Niall who
just smiled and shrugged, but then proceeded to wave his hand to remind Louis
of his question. Louis had spluttered out a quick “no!” and tried to pull his
best affronted face, but gave up as soon as he saw Niall’s look that said
‘don't even try to deny it.’
He sighed and looked down, but he was feeling mischievous yesterday so he
looked up at Niall and whispered out, “not yet.” Niall looked surprised but
grinned nonetheless and said, “Laugh.” Louis looked at him confused and he said
again, “Laugh. Like you mean it.” He scooted closer and put his hand on Louis’
back. Dangerously close to his bum. As he did so he nodded over towards Harry.
Louis quickly caught on.
And that’s how he got Niall on his back for the rest of dinner going on and on
about how he would be a great wingman. Louis never gave a real answer to
whether he wanted his assistance or not but he was pretty sure Niall would take
his own liberties when the time came.
“Louis!” Louis snapped out of his thoughts to look up at Niall as he snapped
his fingers in front of his face.
“What?” Niall shook his head and replied, “Listen.”
“Once again, it's time to meet up with your camp counselor,” a voice boomed
from the loudspeakers. Louis looked at Niall like he had three heads. Why the
hell was Niall giving him that ‘I know something you don’t’ look?
Louis rolled his eyes and turned in search of Harry, only to find him already
watching him intently. Harry realized Louis was staring back and snapped out of
it, waving him over.
Louis turned to say goodbye to Niall but he was already off so he shrugged and
made his way over to Harry. He was about to join the little circle of people
around Harry when he bumped into something. Or more like someone. Louis looked
up and immediately recognized him as the boy that he and Niall had been
watching from across the way.
“O- Oh, I'm very sorry, I- I didn't mean to bump into you. I was j- just lost
and-“ Louis looked at the stuttering mess of a boy and put a hand on his
shoulder.
“Mate, it’s quite alright. I’m used people bumping into me. Being a damn head
shorter than everyone and all.” Louis said, grumbling out the last part.
The boy nodded and questioned timidly, “Um, do you know w- where I go if I
don't have a counselor?”
“I’m pretty sure you just, like, pick one.” Louis shrugged. The boy nodded and
looked as if he was about to scurry off. Louis didn’t want to leave him
aimless, though, and stopped him with a hand on his chest.
“Do you even have any idea who you’ll pick?” Louis watched on as his eyes
immediately went to the guy that had spoken first on the microphone, the one
Louis had recognized.
“Yeah, I think I do.” Louis smiled and clapped him on the back, with a “go on,
then.” He remembered something though.
“Hey, wait!” The boy spun back around to face Louis. “I didn't catch your
name?”
The boy smiled and told him, “Liam. And yours?” Louis responded with a quick,
“Louis,” before the boy, Liam, turned and headed straight towards where that
guy was talking to Harry. Wait! That’s how Louis recognized him! He was the one
sitting with Harry yesterday. They were friends or something.
Louis continued to look at the guy as he made his way towards Harry. He ended
up looking too much at the guy and not where he was going because next thing he
knew, he was pressed into a warm chest with a familiar smell.
Louis looked up quickly and saw Harry looking down at him with a little smirk
creeping up his face. Louis backed away, undeniably flustered and tried to
cover it up with a mumbled sorry as he kept his head bent down to look on as he
brushed his shirt of invisible dust. He peeked up from under his fringe as
Harry let out a little laugh.
“It’s alright, Louis.” Louis nodded and backed up, just then realizing that
everyone around them had been watching. His face got even hotter and he tried
desperately to blend into the background. Why did Harry get his mind so
jumbled? Harry smiled at him one more time before looking out towards the group
that encompassed him.
“Okay guys, for the next week or so, you'll all be in pairs of two. So for
starters, everyone find a partner!” Everyone scrambled around as Louis looked
around, entirely lost being that he didn't know anyone here.
Liam was in Zayn’s group and Niall turned out to be stuck in Cara’s group.
Lucky him.
So literally the only person he knew here was Harry. Soon, everyone had a
partner, except Louis. Great, now he looked like an idiot. He bowed his head
and waited for the laughter.
He was greatly startled when he felt an arm snake around his shoulders. He
looked up to see Harry standing there, probably a head and a half taller than
him.
Harry smiled down at him again, but this time it felt more private, like it was
just for Louis and no one else. When Louis thought about it, he found it to be
eerily similar to when they had traveled on the shore of the lake and sat on
the big rock.
“Why were you staring at Zayn over there?” Harry questioned abruptly as he
nodded his head towards the dark-skinned boy that was friends with Harry.
He looked over at Zayn as he turned the name around in his head. Even his name
is cool. Huh. Maybe that’s one of the reasons Liam was so eager to pick him as
his counselor.
Louis shrugged and looked up at him. “Why? You jealous?”
Harry looked shocked as his arm fell off the shorter boy’s shoulders. Louis had
to admit it; even he was sort of surprised at his boldness.
“Uh-“ Harry looked at a loss for words. Louis cut him off. “Don't worry, I was
only kidding.” Was he kidding though? Harry nodded and smiled but changed the
subject quickly.
“So I came to ask if you wanted me to be your partner. It’s sort of considered
an advantage for our team but when there are an odd number of campers, it’s
allowed.”
Louis considered rejecting his offer to see his reaction but eventually decided
to accept it. If he wanted to find out what goes through Harry’s head when he
looks at him like how Niall says he does, its best to get close to him.
“Yeah, okay.” He felt a slight blush tint his cheeks and cursed his body for
allowing Harry to have such a strong effect on him. But, well, Louis could play
like that, couldn’t he? Act all shy and unaware?
Maybe he wouldn't call Harry out for following him after all. Louis felt a plan
formulating in his head while Harry began talking again, this time to the
entirety of the group.
"So I guess if everyone has their partners, we can head off to the lake now? No
one else has gone but it’s not always bad to be first.” Everyone nodded and
followed after Harry who led the way with Louis right by his side. They all
stepped out from behind the double doors and the sun hit Louis like a shock.
He couldn't help this feeling in his gut that this day at the lake would be
very interesting.
***** Chapter 5 *****
"Okay guys, so for now we can just hang out and wait for the others to arrive."
Harry plops down into the sand by a burnt out patch where they held fires at
night. Harry watched as the group all nodded their heads in sync.
He's only got seven kids this year because the camp administrators hired a
bunch of new counselors so that the groups would be smaller and the experience
would be more hands-on.
Eventually, the other groups came wandering over after they had gotten
themselves sorted out in the dining hall. Harry didn't get why it took so long.
All of the groups were about the same size.
Zayn went up to the podium and had just begun to list off all of the possible
activities for the day, something about tug-of-war or something. All Harry
really got out of it was that the instructors, such as himself, were allowed to
use the jet skis to teach the older kids how to ride them.
Immediately, Harry knew that he would find a way to get Louis on a jet ski with
him, the smaller boy in between his legs, them pressed back to front, his hands
gripping the younger's as they rode out on the water.
Zayn had finally wrapped up his little speech about the rules and whatnot and
was walking back to greet his group once more, when Harry stopped him.
"I'm getting first dibs on a jet ski, got it?" He informed Zayn with his
eyebrows raised high on his forehead.
"Why so eager, Harry?" Zayn returned smoothly.
"I just want it first, okay?" He replied shortly. He knew he wanted to feel
Louis' body on his, but he didn't realize he was this close to bordering on the
line of desperate, if not having crossed it already.
"Okay, okay. It's all yours." Harry nodded and swiveled back to his group. He
was about to start lecturing them on how this day would go great and they would
have oodles of fun, when a team of kids approached the edge of the beach and
kept pressing forward determinedly. They seemed older than the campers and most
were at least slightly younger then the counselors that were already present.
Harry was sufficiently puzzled, up until Zayn nudged him.
"Bro, remember what I said about those kids that were coming to train to take
our places in a few years. I told you last night at dinner." Harry nodded
absently even though he had no clue as to what Zayn was 'reminding' him of.
"Well that's them."
Huh.
Two of them broke off from the pack and turned to walk towards Harry's group
that was somewhat set-off from the others.
With the way they walked, practically oozing confidence, one could tell that
they were there to take charge, swiftly and without lenience.
"Hey, I'm Perrie and that's Eleanor. We got assigned to work with you. You're
Harry, right?" He finally noticed that they were addressing him and nodded his
head in agreement, but before he could respond, the dark-haired girl that was
looking at Harry almost lecherously spoke.
"Okay great. So we figured that we could take care of the kids for the first
couple hours and give you a bit of a break from all of your hard work." She
winked at Harry over exaggeratedly.
"It would let us get squinted with them quicker anyway." She leaned a little
closer, too close for Harry's taste.
She was an omega, Harry could clearly smell it. A desperate one too.
"Sound good?" The girl have him a sugary-sweet smile that Harry couldn't not
return without seeming rude.
He wasn't too sure, though, that he appreciated her speaking about the group
like they weren't right bloody there. It was clear they were all listening in,
so her speaking like they weren't there was bad, but her unmistakable lust
towards him that she hadn't even tried to mask was even worse. He made a point
to turn towards his group to ask them,
"Does that sound okay to you?" They all looked at each other then back at
Harry, nodding slowly albeit a little hesitantly. All but one nodded. Louis
seemed to be spacing out, unconsciously scowling at the Eleanor girl.
"Daisy, Josh, Emma. You're good without me for a few hours?" They nodded once
again.
"Alex, Emily, Catherine? You'll be okay?" They nodded a second time as well.
"And Louis?" Louis continued to watch Eleanor in this kind of trance-like
contempt that surprised Harry.
He's been a blushing beauty the whole time he's been here. He's seemed like a
harmless soul, with an endearing childish petulance that was understandable.
Maybe except for the whole Cara incident, but that's it.
He looked up to Eleanor to see how she was handling it, if she even noticed it
yet. Apparently she did, but instead of acting her age, she was just
reciprocating the same scornful gaze. Well, how someone interacted with
children was a good way to peer into someone's true character, Harry supposed.
He quickly realized though, that he shouldn't be considering Louis a child
judging from the way electricity shot up his spine when he felt the boy's
fingers graze his arm. He looked down at Louis to see him staring back with
big, seemingly innocent, wide, blue eyes. It was a complete three sixty from
his attitude about five seconds ago.
"Harry?" Harry crouched and put a tender hand on his arm, hoping that it seemed
like just a friendly gesture to everyone else, but secretly hoping even more
that Louis didn't take it as such.
"What's wrong, Lou?" Whoa, okay. The nickname just rolled off of his tongue. So
Harry had a nickname for him now. That's cool. Louis just smiled at the pet
name. The smile quickly vanished, though.
"I was wondering if I could stay with you? I'd just feel more comfortable to
start the day with you, because, like, I know you better." Wasn't he just the
sweetest, most scrumptious, little thing.
"Yeah, of cou-" Harry was cut off by a girl's voice.
"I don't think so Louis. That wouldn't be fair, now would it." Eleanor looked
at Louis with a smug little smirk. Louis glowered at her and a pout was just
beginning on his lips when Harry began speaking again.
"Actually, I think it's quite reasonable. I did give him the option to speak up
and he did. Everyone else is comfortable, right?" He looked over at the other
campers who all nodded for the third time.
"He's just not comfortable, and do you not agree that spending the day being
uncomfortable would take away from the experience here at Camp Crystal
Springs?" She looked surprised but half-heartedly nodded anyway.
"Okay, so I don't see what the problem is?" Eleanor began stammering out
something unintelligible, but Harry waved her off with a smooth,
"Don't worry about the confusion. It's all cleared up now anyway. You'll
learn." He turned away from her disbelieving expression and adressed the group.
"Have fun today boys and girls. I'll still be up and about somewhere so if you
need me just come find me, yeah?" Everyone smiled and nodded. Except Eleanor,
that is.
"Come on, Lou." With a wave goodbye, Harry placed his hand on the top of Louis'
back and led him over to the water. Before either of them could utter a single
word, Zayn came jogging over with a figure behind him.
"Hey Harry, they kick you out too?"
"Yup." Zayn laughed and that's when the body hiding behind Zayn's frame decided
to make an appearance. A hand tugged on Zayn's shirt.
"Oh! So this is Liam. He's a bit shy so I had him stay with me for the day even
though the girls over there took over everything." Zayn smiled down at the boy
that had come from behind him, a bit too fondly if you asked Harry. But Harry
wouldn't judge, mostly because he was guilty of a lot more than smiling at
Louis a bit too affectionately. Speaking of Louis.
"Yeah, Louis decided to stay with me for the day as well." Zayn threw him a
little knowing look that had Harry muttering out an excuse and biding the two a
quick goodbye, ushering Louis away from them. 
He looked back to see Zayn slinging his arm over Liam's shoulders, much like
the move he pulled on Louis just yesterday. He could just imagine a blush
covering Liam's cheeks, just like what happened to Louis. Harry felt a
considerably smaller hand slip into his which brought him back to the present.
"So.." Louis began with yet another one of his signature blushes trailing up
his neck and taking refuge on his cheeks when Harry raised his brows at their
connected hands.
"What do you want to do, Louis?" Louis perked up a bit at Harry giving him the
opportunity to choose.
"Um, something in the water? I don't really care what specifically, but it's
kind of hot so yeah." Harry was jolted into the realization of how hot it truly
was by Louis' statement, looking down and noticing the sweat beginning to
accumulate on the younger's forehead, just barely there but still apparent
nonetheless.
Harry didn't think it was that hot, but yeah, he could agree that it was warm.
Harry felt delight at seeing Louis sweaty. He maybe wasn't sure if he still
wanted to go in the water, just so that he would get the chance to watch as
Louis got increasingly overheated and, if Harry was lucky, even more flushed
and breathless.
But the prospect of having his tiny body set so snugly against Harry's
eventually overruled and he let Louis know that he wanted to try out the jet
ski.
At first, Louis looked a little unsure, but Harry quelled his worries when he
leaned down just a smidgen too far into Louis' personal space and sunk his
mouth a teeny bit too close to his ear to reassure him that,
"Not to worry, you'll be safe with me." Louis shivered but nodded his head
anyway. Harry could still smell some apprehension though, so he thought of
something that was sure to make Louis much more inclined to go.
"I've got a surprise too. It's on the other side of the lake though. So you'd
have to ride with me all the way. No turning back." Louis looked back up into
his eyes and for a brief flash, they had a stare off.
Harry didn't know what he could categorize it as, he just knew that when Louis
looked at him like that, he wasn't so sure that Louis was as virtuous as he
appeared.
But the moment ended just as abruptly as it had occurred. Louis blinked and
gave him a little angelic smile and an "if you say so."
Harry had a feeling he had no idea what he was getting into, and he wasn't just
talking about hoping on this jet ski with Louis.
After some trouble, Harry had secured a jet ski for the pair, Louis insisting
on one in particular. He claimed he wanted it so badly because it looked the
newest and safest. Harry saw it as the one with the smallest seat, which meant
less room between the two.
Soon, they both were finally fastened into their life jackets after Harry had
so kindly taken the initiative to brush away Louis' hands when he was
struggling with the last buckle at the very bottom of the orange vest,
dangerously close to his intimate parts, and snapped it closed.
Louis approached the jet ski but before he could mount it, Harry had grabbed
his waist and lifted him onto it. Harry watched on in rapt fascination as
Louis' head bowed just the slightest bit and he gripped his waist a little
tighter, just to see if he could get a reaction.
Sure enough, Louis' head bowed just that bit further. He didn't allow Louis any
time to recover from his hormone-induced stupor though, because at the feeling
of Harry's broad chest easily covering the entirety of his small frame when
Harry mounted the jet ski, Louis had to visibly fight against baring his neck.
Harry didn't realize how potent of an effect he had on Louis. Maybe it was
always like this, but it was just being intensified due to the close proximity.
Either way, after showing Louis the controls and going over safety
instructions, they were off. At first, Harry had the control. He was reaching
around Louis and steering them.
They did almost crash into a canoe filled with kids, however, when Harry got
too distracted from the feeling of Louis leaning back so naturally and
nonchalantly into his chest.
From there on out, Harry decided it was best to keep them in more open water,
so that, if he were to get distracted again, there wouldn't be problematic
repercussions. And distracted he was, by the way little drops of water were
clinging to Louis' face as the boy squinted his eyes against the wind, and by
the small hands clutched onto his forearms as they went over a small wave that
jostled the jet ski causing Louis to turn his head back into Harry's chest.
It was the best ride on a jet ski that Harry could remember, mainly because of
the warm back that was molded to his front and the satisfying feeling caused by
Louis' smell changing from fear to relaxation. Louis' little giggles didn't
hurt either. Harry was able to comfort the little omega and that made his chest
puff out in pride.
Soon, Harry was straining his ears to hear as Louis timidly asked to try out
the controls.
Harry, of course, agreed, and lifted one hand off the handle, grabbing Louis'
and putting it were his hand had just been residing. He repeated the action
with their other hands. Soon Harry was just gripping onto Louis' hands as the
smaller boy led the way.
"Harry? Harry?" Harry looked down in concern as he heard his name being called
by Louis.
"What's wrong Lou?" Harry gripped onto his hands tighter to reassure him.
"A-am I doing it?" Louis shouted over the wind. Harry let a smile cross his
face and he leaned closer towards Louis' ear.
"You've got it, Lou. You're doing great, love." Harry saw the corner of Louis'
mouth twitch up and Louis pulled the throttle, sending them hurdling faster
forward.
Soon the boathouse wasn't just on the horizon, it was approaching rapidly. A
little too fast for Harry's liking. Apparently Louis noticed too, because he
asked, quite frantically,
"Uh, Harry?? How do you stop this thing??"
***** Chapter 6 *****
Chapter Notes
     Hey, I just wanted to say sorry guys. It's been kind of a shit week
     and I just couldn't get this done. I do hope you like it though. It's
     one of my longer ones, in fact. Let me know what you think, yeah?
Louis' hands were brushed away as Harry quickly attempted to manage the
speeding jet ski. His wet hands fumbled to regain control as the water splashed
up onto their sides and soaked them both, and he thought ruefully that this
trip was not meant to be so dangerous.
The shorter boy gripped Harry's legs in apparent fright as Harry's hands became
much more frantic in their movements to try and appease the younger boy. They
watched as the splintered wood of the old house approached them faster and
faster, 40 feet away, 30 feet, 20 feet.
At this point, Harry had finally gotten a proper grip on the handles and was
decreasing their speed significantly. But because they had been riding at such
a high velocity, he wasn't able to simply stop them then and there without
sending them hurtling off of the death contraption and into either the water or
the ancient wood of the boathouse.
Harry made a split second decision as they were barely a few feet from the
impending crash, and he swerved to the left and narrowly missed the corner beam
of the structure.
While they had just barely missed the house, Harry wasn't free from worry as he
was soon watching on in horror as Louis tumbled out from in front of him and
into the water. He realized regretfully that he probably should have put Louis'
hands back on the handles so he would've been gripping part of the jet ski when
Harry made such a sharp turn, instead of holding onto Harry's slippery legs.
He spun the jet ski back around and when he didn't see Louis drifting about, he
swore he had suffered from minor cardiac arrest. He switched the jet ski off
and was about to dive in and abandon the jet ski to look for the poor boy when
he heard a soft noise.
"Harry.." His head whipped around to locate the sound and there Louis was,
floating a couple yards back from where Harry was, meekly waving his arms in an
attempt to remain sufficiently afloat.
"Oh Louis.." It was as if Harry's world was swarmed with this intense feeling
of relief that was impossible to explain.
Harry didn't want to restart the engine on the volatile contraption and cause
waves of water to engulf Louis so he hopped off of it, uncaring of how he would
retrieve it later on.
He swam towards Louis and the boy's teeth were chattering incessantly, though
the water wasn't cold. He was probably so scared and it was all Harry's fault.
He looked like a little water-logged, petrified kitten with his wide blue eyes.
"Are you alright?" Harry finally reached the boy and was soothingly rubbing a
hand up and down his back as he brought Louis to his chest. He gently started
kicking his legs to get them to start drifting to the small dock that was
attached to the boathouse. Louis weakly nodded his head as he clutched onto
Harry's shoulders and wrapped his legs around Harry's waist.
The older boy willed himself not to get hard from the feeling of the younger
boy clutching onto him so desperately and vulnerably. Not to mention Louis'
little scared pants that were being huffed into the crook of Harry's neck.
Harry squeezed his eyes shut and began murmuring sweet nothings and calm
reassurances into Louis' ears trying to distract both of them.
They finally made it to the miniature dock, and he lifted Louis up and onto it.
The sun was right behind Louis' head and in all honesty, he looked like an
angel. Harry could barely look away.
The dock immediately creaked though, causing Louis' eyes to widen even more,
which Harry didn't think was even possible.
"It's okay. Don't worry, sweetheart. I was just standing right where you are
sitting right now not even a week ago and I was perfectly alright, okay? So no
need to worry. Yeah?" Harry nodded his head encouragingly and waited for Louis
to respond with a little weak nod of his own.
Harry uttered out his next words reluctantly, although he knew that there was
no other choice.
"Okay, so just stay here. I'll be right back. I just need to-"
"What??" Louis squeaked out in terror and started viciously shaking his head
reaching out for Harry.
"Shhh, it's alright. I just need to get up on the shore and then I'll be able
to get you to safety." Louis looked as if he was about to object but seemed to
think otherwise and nodded his head reluctantly. "
Okay, I'll be right back." Harry swam vigorously, once again trying to distract
himself from the distraction that is Louis.
He finally made it to the shore about a half a minute later and traveled up
onto the small beach. He was unfortunately sporting a semi though, from the
close proximity from before, and walked unnecessarily slow as he thought of
Mr.Cowell in a speedo and that grumpy cook lady in a thong.
It proved to be effective and he was able to return back to Louis without
tenting his swim shorts. That would've been embarrassing.
He reached the beginning of the dock and looked down at the rickety boards. He
didn't want to risk walking out on it and having it collapse, which would send
them both back into the water, so he called out to Louis.
Louis timidly turned his head back around, and Harry was grateful to see that
he wasn't still sporting that terrified look on his face, but in it's place was
a somewhat relaxed expression, presumably from his time spent surveying the
landscape.
Louis raised his eyebrows at Harry waiting for him to do something, but Harry
stood his ground and spoke again.
"Louis, love, you'll need to walk to me. I can't exactly walk out to you
without having this old thing collapse from under us."
The scared look was back on Louis' face but he stood nonetheless and began
shuffling towards Harry, eyes widening at every creak the boards made from
under his feet. Harry waved his arm to further reassure the small boy that was
soon engulfing him in an embrace.
He was admittedly surprised at the gesture, but returned it anyway, wrapping
his long arms around Louis' slight frame. His warm body felt amazing pressed
against Harry's. His small body fit so perfectly in his arms and Harry knew it
was cliché but they fit like puzzle pieces.
They stood there in that position for a minute or two until Louis finally
released Harry from his death grip. Louis looked down with a slight flush on
his cheeks, which made Harry's heart swell.
"So, where's that surprise?" Louis looked up from under his eyelashes and Harry
couldn't help but allow a loud laugh to spill from his mouth. He smirked down
at him and mumbled,
"Well, I don't know if you can handle it quite yet, to be honest. It actually
takes some work to get there and it's kind of dangerous. I don't know if I
should be putting my campers in harm's way like that." Louis looked duly
offended. He seemed as if he was about to start ranting to Harry when Harry cut
him off before he could even start speaking. "
How about we start with this boathouse and if you can handle that, we can go
check out that surprise, yeah?" Louis' mouth opened in what seemed to be
another objection, but a second later, it snapped shut and, with his chin
tipped up and his shoulders straightened out, he walked onward.
He flicked his hair off his forehead and stopped to turn back to Harry with his
hand in his hip.
"Well? Aren't you coming?"
One second he was quiet and shy, the next he was a sassy little thing. Harry
wasn't sure which of those was his true personality but he intended to find
out.
Harry smiled and, without a word, followed after Louis.
Louis had started off with a confident sway in his hips (which allowed Harry to
get a nice look at his bum, may he add). But soon after, when it was clear that
he had no idea how to get into the boathouse, he turned back around to Harry
and said with a raised brow and an attitude,
"Well, you're the one that brought me here. Why am I leading the way?" His hip
cocked to the side as he placed his hand on it once again. Harry looked at him
for a moment with a blank face, then a smile started to unfurl. It was a small
one, but a smile nonetheless. He sauntered past Louis and muttered under his
breath,
"Right this way, your majesty." Louis scoffed but followed him anyway. Harry
led them around the back of the structure and started feeling around the the
wall for the little hole that signified the placement of the door. He heard
Louis speak up from behind him.
"Um, what are you doing," he asked confusedly. Harry smiled when he felt the
little hole and turned back around to face Louis.
"There used to be a rope right here. And when you would pull it," he stuck his
finger through the hole to the other side and curled it to get a grip on the
wood, "the door would open."
And with that, he pulled and a big hunk of the wood, which turned out to be the
door, swung outward and revealed the interior of the ancient boathouse. Harry
watched as Louis looked inside in awe.
Louis approached the entrance and looked up to ask silently if he could enter.
When he received a nod, he entered hesitantly and Harry followed, closing the
door behind them.
Harry began peeling off his life jacket as he watched Louis survey the place.
He plopped the ugly orange thing on the floor by the door and leaned back onto
the wall to look on as Louis walked around.
Louis looked back at Harry and noticed him without his life jacket, so he
proceeded to do the same and remove his. Harry tsked at him and shook his head.
"I don't think so. You see that over there," he pointed to the water in the
center of the boathouse. There was flooring all around the perimeter, extending
about five feet from the wall, but the entire center was open to the water
below to allow the boats entrance inside.
"There's still the threat of you slipping and falling into that water there.
So, just to be safe, you should probably keep that little number on." Harry
smirked and wondered when they had gotten so close that he didn't have a
problem relentlessly teasing the younger boy.
"Well, then why can you take yours off?" Louis countered defiantly.
"I'm confident that I can swim in that water with all the seaweed and nets down
there. I'm not sure you would be able to navigate it all down there." While
Harry was joking, it was a legitimate point that he really took into account
right after it came out of his mouth. It was fairly plausible that Louis
wouldn't have been able to disentangle himself if he were to fall into the
murky water below.
Still, Louis took it as a taunt, and being the stubborn mule that he was, he
took a step towards Harry and unclipped the first snap on the vest. Harry took
a step forward as well.
"Louis.." Louis smiled an obviously fake smile and took another step forward
while unfastening yet another snap. Harry shook his head and advanced forward.
While there was a real threat of Louis falling and not being able to resurface,
he didn't think that it was actually bound to happen so he went along with the
game.
A smirk grew on his face as he looked down at Louis. He replaced it with a
condescending sneer, and Louis' face, in turn, twisted into a scowl as he undid
another snap. Harry took a step closer again when Louis didn't do it himself
and they stood facing each other, barely two feet between them.
Louis tilted his head to the side mockingly as he undid another snap. Harry
stared down into Louis' fiery blue eyes and Louis returned the stare
unwaveringly.
Wow, Harry thought. This little fourteen year old omega was staring him down as
he practically performed a striptease for him. That thought had a spark of lust
shooting up Harry's spine, imagining Louis doing an actual striptease for him.
Though that would probably involve lacey undergarments rather than a smelly
life vest.
The tension in the air became palpable as Harry's pupils dilated and he felt
himself hardening at a scarily quick pace, and Louis' dexterous hands quietly
unfastened another snap.
There was only one left, and Harry broke their stare to glance down as Louis'
hands traveled to the last snap. His eyes snapped back up to look into blue
ones that seemed to have lost some of their fire since his last peek at them.
Harry took a final step closer, closing the gap and leaving barely a few inches
between their bodies. He looked at Louis with a challenging glint in his eyes.
Even though his hands remained in place, it was clear he was fighting his
instincts as his head began to bow the more Harry leaned forward and towered
above him.
"Louis." Harry's voice surprised even himself as it reverberated throughout the
hollow room. Louis' eyes snapped to the ground as his shoulders curved inward.
He refused to show that last hint of complete submission by lowering his hands
though, which had Harry feeling a fire spread through his body.
Harry leaned closer, down this time towards Louis' ear. But before he could
attempt to intimidate him and make him submit with his low-spoken words, his
nostrils flared as his eyes widened and he took a deep sniff into Louis' hair.
The boy smelled even more delicious than usual, his scent wafting off of him in
waves and Harry stood there, completely at its mercy.
Harry's head lowered further, this time succeeding in its journey to Louis' ear
and whispered out a single word.
"No." A growl lay within the undertones of his speech, and while it wasn't
really his alpha voice, it still had Louis' hands dropping off of the snap at
the very bottom as if it had suddenly become scolding hot and had burned his
fingertips.
Harry lowered his head again, this time with his mouth seeking out Louis' neck.
He pressed his lips into the juncture of his neck, mumbling out a soft, "good
boy," and relishing in the shivers that shook Louis' tiny frame.
With his lips in such a delicate place, he took note on the fact that Louis'
skin was terribly overheated.
"Harry.." Louis suddenly panted out his name as another strong wave of his
smell wafted off of him, even more delicious than the last.
A small growl ripped from Harry's throat as he surged up to meet Louis'
begging, whimpering lips. Their lips collided into a mesh of heat and lust as
Louis' whimpers increased in number and volume. Harry sucked on the younger's
bottom lip as Louis' hands scrabbled for purchase on his broad shoulders.
The omega rose to his tiptoes as he strained his neck up to meet Harry's lips
with more fervor. Harry certainly had not been expecting this when he brought
him in here.
Harry's big hands gripped onto the younger's waist as he pried the other's lips
open with his tongue. The omega whined into his mouth as Harry's tongue began
to delve into every corner of his mouth. Harry felt his cock harden even
further.
Another wave of the delicious aroma wafted off of the younger boy as he
desperately tried to mold their lips together. Their tongues clashed for some
time until Harry took complete control of the biting kiss, forcing his tongue
all the way into the back of the omega's mouth.
Louis' legs trembled from the pleasure he was feeling, and he stumbled back a
step. Harry took a step forward so that they could continue to be pressed
firmly together.
This was a bad move, however, because just as Harry's hands began to travel up
and underneath Louis' sopping shirt, Louis' foot scooted back another few
inches in an attempt to remain balanced, and the aching boards creaked and
finally snapped from underneath him.
Louis was sent flying down into the cloudy waters below as Harry watched it all
unfold as panic washed over his whole being.
***** Chapter 7 *****
At the sight of Louis' fragile, little body being flung carelessly by the
floorboards into the murky tides below, Harry's heart literally stopped for a
moment.
But his instincts, both as a camp advisor and an alpha, snapped into place, and
his body reacted before his mind even processed it.
His feet took him to the small toolbox just a few feet away, which was where
his old switchblade was located. He popped the cover open, grabbed the tool,
whipped off his shirt so that it wouldn't billow out and obstruct his view, and
dove in.
Even he was subconsciously impressed with himself since he was able to do all
of that in barely seven seconds and without hesitation. He bounded the couple
feet to the waters edge and dove in, a few feet left to where Louis' body had
made contact with the water.
He wasn't sure how deep it was because even with his strong body cutting down
through the water with full force, he just barely grazed a few nets that were
drifting slightly above the lake floor. He knew there was a dip in the land
from which the boathouse was built around, but he hadn't realized the full
extent of its depth until right then and there.
Nevertheless, he willed his eyes to open in search of the younger boy and was
able to just make out the boy's small frame from the cloudy waters that
obstructed his view. He immediately began to swim to Louis, knowing very well
that he himself had very sparse amounts of oxygen in his lungs due to the
heated snogging, which meant that Louis was probably in an even worse situation
with his tiny lungs not used to such strenuous activity.
He swam the few feet to get to the boy whose limbs were flailing about in a
fruitless attempt to break free of his confinements. Harry was just able to
make out the tendrils of vegetation that held Louis captive and instantly began
chopping away at it with the switchblade.
Louis seemed to stir even further as a result of the water sloshing around him
that indicated another life form, which made the act of cutting him loose even
more difficult for Harry. Harry placed a hand on his leg, both to reassure him
that it was in fact Harry down here with him and not some lake monster and to
try to still his frantic movements, as the other hand worked away at chopping
off the encompassing greenery.
He was finally successful as he chopped the last bit of shrubbery off of Louis'
calf. However, at that same moment, he felt Louis' body go limp and no longer
saw bubbles rise from the boy's mouth.
Harry swam a foot or so lower so that his feet touched the lake floor and he
grabbed Louis' body and hugged it to his chest. He kicked off from the bottom
and they went soaring up to the surface, breaking the water-air barrier just as
Harry's lungs gave out and he sucked in a breath.
Even though Louis had only been down there barely forty seconds, he had still
not been able to withstand that stretch of time without access to air and Harry
was sincerely worried about his state.
He lifted Louis' body up onto slightly less rickety boards on the other side of
the boathouse and climbed up after him. He looked down and saw Louis'
sickeningly blue lips and that was what triggered him to feel for Louis' weak
pulse and start rescue breathing.
His lips connected to the omega's and he blew two slow breaths watching his
chest rise. Harry was absolutely terrified but he couldn't let it show or
affect his performance. He needed to do this for his omega.
He gave steady breaths every three seconds, and after five or so unnerving
minutes, suddenly Louis' body was convulsing as he coughed up splatters of
water. Harry wrapped his arm around Louis' chest and used the other to pat
Louis' back and then rub it gently once Louis' lungs were clear of water.
Harry sat on the floor next to Louis, but when he heard a creak, he immediately
brought Louis to his chest and dragged them back so that they were sitting
against the wall where it was more stable. Louis was still panting scared
breaths as Harry bent down and hugged him from behind.
"Are you okay, love?" Louis turned in his arms so that he was facing Harry full
on and his legs wrapped around Harry's slender hips.
"You... You saved me." Louis' eyes began tearing up as a grateful smile graced
his lips. Harry still saw the fear in his eyes though, so he pulled the young
boy into his warm embrace. They sat there as Louis mumbled
thankyouthankyouthankyou over and over again into his neck.
Harry couldn't believe he let this happen to his Louis. He felt this strange
sense of shame overtake him and swirl around in the pit of his stomach at the
vile knowledge that he wasn't able to keep Louis safe and secure. His panting
breaths against Harry's neck were a constant reminder of Harry's failure.
Eventually though, Louis calmed down enough so that he wasn't panting anymore
and sat back to look at Harry. Harry didn't even want to meet his eyes. He
stared down at his hands that were gripping Louis' thighs so he was not
expecting it when Louis bent his head and gave Harry a shy kiss on the corner
of his lips.
Harry's head lifted in shock as he looked up at Louis' smiling face. His face
crumpled once again, though, when he saw that Louis' lips still maintained that
blue tint to them. His head lowered slightly and he stammered out an apology.
"Lou- I- I'm so so- I just- I'm really sorry I let that happen." Louis smiled
even brighter and gave a little giggle. He shook his head and said
reassuringly,
"Harry that wasn't your fault. I was the one that walked backwards even though
I knew the water was there. It slipped my mind at the moment, so I moved back
without even realizing. But it wasn't your fault, okay?" Harry wasn't given the
chance to respond before Louis continued, this time very giggley.
"Besides, not counting falling into the water twice and almost drowning this
time around," Harry had totally forgotten about him falling off the jet ski! Oh
god, he was a terrible alpha. He let Louis fall not once, but twice into the
water! His face fell even further if that was even possible and was about to
start apologizing again when Louis continued speaking.
"But," he giggled, "I really really liked all the other parts." He giggled
again as he scooted closer and, oh. The smell of the murky water that had been
masking Louis' scent was easily overpowered as that delicious, potent aroma,
one that Harry could only describe as Louis, returned.
Louis leaned closer and scooted higher up on Harry's lap. Louis began panting
once again, but this lack of breath was very different from before. Harry could
barely hold himself back as Louis' scent wafted up and once again made his
pupils dilate.
"This was probably my favorite part..." And with that, their lips connected for
the second time that day, although this time Louis was the one to imitate it.
His favorite part of the day was kissing Harry? Wow, Harry thought.
Harry still felt guilty but that guilt was easily pushed to the back of his
mind as Louis wiggled on his lap and pressed their lips together harder. Harry
licked his way into Louis' mouth as the smaller boy pressed up against his
chest and his small hands traveled up his neck and into his hair.
Louis let out a moan that was muffled by Harry's mouth as the alpha meshed
their lips and swirled his tongue around the other's delicately and
surprisingly lovingly. Harry was somewhat taken aback as Louis began sucking on
his tongue and tugging on his wet curls, eliciting a small growl from the older
boy.
Louis pulled back slightly, and when Harry went to chase his mouth with his
own, he moved his little hands from Harry's hair to his chest, effectively
stopping him from moving forward any further. With his head bowed and his
beautiful blue irises that were just barely rings around his blown pupils
peeking out from behind his eyelashes, he leaned a little closer but still just
out of Harry's reach to whisper,
"I also really liked it when you did this." He grasped Harry's hands that had
been resting on the younger's thighs and brought them up to his waist. He
squeezed his hands that were on top of the alpha's, signaling that he wanted
Harry to squeeze.
When he did, Louis let out a precious little whimper that sent shocks down
Harry's spine and sent all his blood flowing south. Louis leaned closer and let
his lips teasingly ghost over Harry's jaw. He moved his dry lips to the alpha's
ear where he proceeded to wet them and in the process, his tongue accidentally
brushed the shell of Harry's ear.
"I think I'd rather it if you did this though..." Louis' hands traveled back to
where Harry's were gripping his waist and he pulled them down to rest lower on
the curve where the omega's bum started and his back ended.
Louis leaned back and looked Harry in the eyes as another wave of his delicious
aroma wafted off of him and he pulled Harry's hands just that little bit
further so they rested right on top of his bum. Harry couldn't help but
squeeze.
Louis' eyes rolled back in his head as he bared his neck for Harry and his hips
jerked forward into Harry's. The alpha groaned as his cock finally got some
well-needed friction. His hands gripped onto the younger's bum tighter without
Harry's permission and the omega keened as he began to pant harder.
Harry ducked his head down and starting peppering some small open-mouthed
kisses down Louis' neck, sucking here and there. The omega began whining softly
in the back of his throat as Harry pushed himself up, using the wall for
leverage, and got himself into a proper standing position with Louis whimpering
and writhing in his arms.
Harry moved his mouth to Louis' ear and shushed him, "hush, sweetheart," as he
began nibbling on his ear and walking along the perimeter to the door. He
kneaded the boy's bum as the omega crooked his neck so that he could dot soft
little pecks across the span of Harry's bare chest.
Harry quickly bypassed the door and bent to grab his shirt from the floor. He
made his way back to the door as Louis began desperately rutting against his
dick.
Harry groaned and pulled Louis' cheeks apart as best he could through Louis'
swim trunks and imagined he could see the way his hole was puckering in
anticipation for Harry. He could certainly feel the hot slick that had begun to
seep through the omega's bottoms and onto his hands. Harry got to the door and
flung it open, Louis shivering as the breeze hit his wet body.
"Hey, baby, look at me." Louis lifted his head from Harry's chest and peered up
with blown pupils.
He whimpered and Harry growled as they made eye contact for the first time
since Louis placed Harry's hands on his bum. Harry pulled it together though
and smirked slightly as he whispered,
"Still want that surprise, Lou?" Louis looked confused at first, but when he
finally did understand, he shook is head no, surprising Harry.
"Just- ju- just w- want you." Harry's arms tightened around him and his hands
gripped him harder as he looked down in awe at the desperate boy. He shook his
head in disbelief and bent his head so that his lips brushed Louis' ear.
"How about I give you both?" Louis began nodding furiously and Harry chuckled
darkly as he bit Louis' ear. He had to lift his head though, so he could see
where he was going and Louis tucked his head in Harry's neck as Harry began
walking away from the boathouse and into the woods that lay right behind it.
The omega's legs tightened around his waist when he peeked his head up and saw
that they were walking through the woods.
"Shh, it's okay, honey." They had been walking for a few minutes when Harry
began to pick up speed the more desperate they both got. Harry finally caught a
glimpse of their destination when he heard a voice that belonged to neither him
nor Louis call out,
"Harry??"
***** Chapter 8 *****
Chapter Notes
     Hi! Sorry this is so late but I've been rushing around organizing my
     friend's sweet sixteen and it's been a bit hectic! Well here it is,
     hope you like it!
     Ps. I know I've been holding off on the real smut and I'll warn you
     in advance that that's in the chapter after this one. Sorry bout
     that, I hope you still like it
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The next shout was louder than the last,
"Harry??" Harry willed his body to keep working, to keep moving, but it was
like all of a sudden his mind was no longer connected to his legs as he froze
on the spot. He gripped onto Louis tighter as he took one long sniff into the
air, his nostrils flaring as he picked up on the distinctive alpha smell.
The omega keened as he too smelt the strong aroma waft over them in waves.
Louis started scrabbling to get closer to Harry while simultaneously trying to
break free from his grasp to get to the other alpha since Harry had seemingly
stopped his journey to wherever it was he was taking them.
Louis wanted relief, craved it even, and with Harry just standing here and
doing nothing about Louis' shameless rutting against his hip, he was making
Louis feel more and more desperate and maybe even a little unwanted to be
entirely truthful.
Harry noticed this, Louis' fruitless attempt at 'escape', and a burning lick of
fire spread up his spine and behind his eyes so that a nasty glint appeared in
his eyes. His pupils dilated and a growl ripped out of his throat. His fingers
tightened on Louis' bum where he was holding the small boy up, and he felt it
as Louis winced and leaned into his touch at the same time.
Harry took that into account for later, but as the footsteps of the approaching
alpha became nearer, he took off down the foot-carved pathway heading towards
his secret hide-out.
He had originally been planning to bring Louis there in an entirely platonic
way; he had promised himself to not let any of his fantasies get the better of
him. But that attempt to maintain even some semblance of professionalism had
proved to be an utter failure as he sunk his nails into Louis' arse and began
to sprint down the path, dodging fallen tree funks and overgrown vegetation.
Although it was clear, just from hearing how the sound of footsteps got louder
and louder, that the other person was hot on his heels. He hopped over another
fallen log, and Louis grabbed his shoulders even harder in response to the
jostling.
Harry had finally made it to the old cabin-like structure that he had been
running towards and swung the door open, jumping inside with Louis snug in his
grasp and turned around only to be met with familiar brown eyes.
While he knew Zayn probably wouldn't cause any real harm, his mind was still
clouded with the scent of the omega that was continuing to rut against his hip
bone. He slammed the door shut as Zayn was only a few feet away, and he flipped
the lock and backed away, growling lowly. Zayn began banging relentlessly on
the door.
"Harry?? What do you plan on doing? Spend three days straight locked away with
the kid? You don't think that will be suspicious?" Somewhere deep in the back
of his mind, Harry knew that Zayn was right. But again, that thought was deep
in the obscure corners of his fogged mind and all he could process at the
moment was that this other alpha just wouldn't stop banging on the damn door.
Couldn't he tell that Harry was a bit pre-occupied? So he did the only rational
thing and growled his most intimidating growl, followed by a shout of fuck off
in his best and scariest alpha voice. Louis visibly winced against the powerful
sound but quickly resumed his nuzzling against Harry's shoulder.
It was quiet then, save for Louis' little whimpers and Harry's labored
breathing. The silence was unfortunately broken once again as Zayn continued,
albeit much meeker,
"Harry. Hazza. If you pop a knot in that kid, you're done for. Scratch that,
the whole camp is done for. You don't think his mum will come back here with a
whole gaggle of lawyers?" Harry puffed out a breath and looked down at Louis
who was still perched on his clasped hands, and Louis shook his head
desperately.
The small boy reached up and put his hands around around Harry neck and tried
to pull him into a kiss while whispering please over and over again. Harry
stared down into the young boy's eyes and saw the desperation in them, so he
nodded and weaved his way around the large room and opened another door on the
far wall.
Inside was a makeshift bedroom complete with a little cot off against the wall
to the right of the door. He climbed onto the bed with Louis still clinging to
him like a koala and lowered himself down on top of Louis. Louis started
clawing frantically down the alpha's back and he suctioned his lips to the
alpha's jaw, while continuing to rut up against his hips.
But Harry knew he had to get rid of Zayn and his incessant banging, so he pried
Louis' arms off of him and reassured him quietly when the omega began whining,
"It's okay. Shush. I need you to do something for me before I help you." He
felt Louis nod his head frenziedly and murmur against the top of his neck,
"Yes, please, alpha, anything." Harry let a lustful expression cross his face
and a lecherous grin unfurled across his lips.
"Listen closely. First, I want to to strip yourself of all of your clothes.
Then I want you to go on your hands and knees and finger yourself. Do it
slowly. Start with one, add another, and you will go up to three fingers but no
more. Don't do anything but that. Hands off of your tiny little prick at all
times, got it?" He felt Louis' body tremble as a shiver shook down his spine as
another wave of heat overtook him.
"Got it?" He repeated himself louder when Louis didn't respond the first time
around. Louis let out a pathetic little squeak and nodded dazedly.
"Good boy." The omega keened at the praise at the same time that Harry removed
himself fully from the smaller boy. He strode over to the window on the wall
opposite the bed and made sure to lock it tight, then pulled the mismatched
curtains shut tight.
It was still a little translucent though, so he took one of the darker blankets
off the foot of the cot and draped that over the curtains that were already
there. He figured they wouldn't need yet another heavy, heat-trapping blanket,
because Louis was already breaking into a sweat as he was writhing about on the
bed trying to break free from the confines of his little, wet t-shirt.
Harry huffed a little appreciative sigh when he was sure that it wasn't
possible to see inside the room through the window and turned around to stalk
towards the door. When he reached it, he stopped abruptly and turned only to be
met with a beautiful sight.
Louis had finally released himself from his shirt and swim trunks and was on
all fours with his index finger tracing his rim as he moaned incoherently.
Harry clenched his fists and his jaw as a small hiss escaped the omega when his
nail caught on his puckered hole. He turned back around to face the door and
said,
"Lou, don't hold back. Be loud." And with that, he stepped out of the door and
into the big room that took up the majority of the interior of the small cabin.
He heard a loud whine erupt from inside the other room and even though he was
forced to clench his fists, he grinned wolfishly.
His dick jerked painfully at the noise though, which allowed him to quickly
pull himself together in preparation for the still knocking Zayn. With a
passive yet somewhat threatening look plastered across his features, he
unlocked the door and slowly cracked it open. There the other alpha stood, with
a shaking boy behind him that looked no older than Louis.
Zayn puffed out a sigh of relief and made to open the door further so he could
enter. But that was not happening; Harry wouldn't let it happen. Another alpha,
one that the omega had already pondered leaving Harry for while they were still
on their way here, was getting nowhere near the desperate boy.
Harry growled and his eyes narrowed, and as if it was on cue, Louis let a loud
keening noise escape his throat from the other room. The small boy that stood
behind Zayn was clearly affected, first wincing from the dominance asserted by
Harry's growl, then whining subtley in retaliation to Louis' wanton calls. He
clenched his brown eyes shut as if that would prevent him from hearing all of
the conflicting noises.
At this point, Harry had been holding himself together for a while, too long in
his opinion, and now it was as if the omega was calling out to the primal
instincts that controlled Harry's brain. His ears perked up as his eyes
narrowed further and he made a move to slam the door shut in Zayn's face.
Only the door didnt move. Instead, a sharp grimace overtook Zayn's features.
Harry's head snapped down to be met with the sight of Zayn's big army boot
being caught in he doorway. He looked back up to Zayn and slowly advanced
forward, snicking the door shut behind him as he stepped out of the entryway.
Zayn started backing away, rightfully intimidated, but Harry reached out and
grabbed a hold of the other alpha's shirt, pulling him closer. He was not
removing himself from right in front of the door that led to his omega. With
his breath fanning over the darker boy's face, he instructed him in a hurried
voice,
"When I finish speaking, leave and make sure no one, especially an alpha," he
gave him a pointed look, "crosses that lake and comes on this side. I need some
help, okay?" Zayn looked as if he were ready to object once again which Harry
didnt like. He had his omega in there waiting for him.
"Just listen. How did you get to this side of the lake?" Zayn looked puzzled
but answered hesitantly.
"We came in a row boat to check up on you guys since you almost crashed, but
now I can see that you-" Harry spoke even quicker when he heard a wail from
inside that had his grip tightening on Zayn's shirt and his teeth baring in
warning.
"Listen, I want you to ride back to the other side on the jet ski we took here
and leave the boat. If any of the campers ask, Louis turned in early and ended
up having a nightmare so he came to me. Tell them I'll bring him back once he
calmed down. We should be back tomorrow morning. Tell Mr.Cowell, only him, the
truth. He should clear out a cabin for Louis to ride out his heat. But I won't
leave him hanging here, right now. Just do this for me Zayn, please."
Harry allowed a bit of vulnerability to appear in his eyes and Zayn reluctantly
nodded.
"Fine, but-" Once again, a loud moan cut off Zayn's speech. Harry went to
tighten his grip on Zayn's shirt again but was shocked when the quiet omega
that had been standing behind Zayn shot forward and opened the door, all within
a matter of seconds.
Harry spun around and took hold of the back of the boy's shirt before he could
advance further, and he was just about ready to start shouting out profanities
when Zayn muttered a quiet yet forceful Liam.
The boy scurried back to his original position behind Zayn, this time with his
head bowed and his hands holding on to the bottom of Zayn's t-shirt like the
damp fabric was some sort of anchor. Harry huffed and said,
"I'll be back by dawn. Be ready to hold back any other alphas." And he slammed
the door in their faces, making sure to secure the locks tight. He stalked back
across the room to the lone door on the far wall.
He had kept his baby waiting long enough, and he was going to give him what he
needed now.
He opened the door to a beautiful sight.
There Louis lay, sprawled across the small cot, with three fingers pounding in
and out of his stretched, sopping arsehole. Harry had been successfully
ignoring his raging boner up until this point, but he couldn't deal with his
wet swim trunks restricting him and slid them down his legs and kicked them
over into the corner.
He walked hastily to the end of the bed and climbed on top of it, relishing in
the moans Louis was emitting. He kneed his way up the bed and stopped, sitting
back on his heels when he reached Louis' bum. He roughly grabbed a hold of both
of the omega's cheeks and muttered gruffly,
"Are you gonna be a good omega, baby?" Louis keened high in his throat and
arched his spine down to present his arse to Harry.
Harry grinned devilishly and knew then and there that he wouldn't regret this
decision.
Chapter End Notes
     Sooooo, what'd you think of the chapter?
***** Chapter 9 *****
Chapter Notes
     Okay, so this took a day longer than expected, but I hope it's okay?
     It's basically all smut so yeah, have fun with that.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
The fragile omega writhed on the cotton sheets that covered the bed and
attempted to wiggle his bum exaggeratedly with the hope that the alpha leering
above him would take mercy on his begging body.
All that Louis knew was that he needed a dick in him, and he needed one now. He
had never experienced such an all-encompassing desire that flooded his veins
and fogged his mind so much so that he was willing to let any alpha take his
virginity.
He tried to calm his heavy breathing as he felt the alpha knead his cheeks
firmly and rasp out an enticing,
"Are you gonna be a good omega, baby?"
Louis held his breath, willing himself not to scream out a litany of
profanities about how he's been ready for the past hour, god dammit. Instead,
his body acted upon its own accord as a small whine ripped itself from high up
in his throat, and his back arched dramatically in an attempt to get the
alpha's attention where it was really needed.
He continued to fidget around and suddenly, all at once, remembered the fingers
that were still shoved up his own arse. He immediately began fucking himself
with the digits and, while they weren't the alpha cock he was longing for, they
gave him immense satisfaction as his body recognized that it was being filled
with something.
He had just barely gotten a few good thrusts in, close but never really hitting
his prostate, when he felt another finger that surely didn't belong to him
begin to enter his trembling hole. He felt every inch of the long, slender
finger slide into his body, squished tight against the other three that had
already been residing in the hot, wet clench.
He let out this animalistic cry that he hadn't even thought was possible to
erupt from his tiny figure. Apparently it had a strong effect on the alpha,
though, one that certainly wasn't expected.
He felt it deep in his core as his fingers were swiftly removed from his
stretched hole and three longer ones replaced them. There were now three
fingers buried inside him deeper than he's even gotten with his own fingers and
the small dildo he kept under his mattress.
A low, possessive growl was heard behind him, and he whined for what felt like
the billionth time when the toned body above him plastered itself onto his
back. The fingers inside him pounded with a force unbeknownst to him which
rocked his body forward, moving him further up the small cot with every thrust.
His quivering arm collapsed from under him, causing his face to thud down into
the pillow beneath his head and the fingers penetrating him to delve even
further, caressing the deepest walls within him. The fingers had found his
prostate as soon as they had entered him, but now they weren't just brushing
against it; they were full on rubbing it. A purr resounded against his ear, hot
breath fanning across his overheated skin.
"You like that, baby? You finally have something up your greedy little hole,
and you're so eager for it, aren't you?" His small body couldn't handle the
constant stimulation from both the fingers pounding into him and the low,
sultry words, and his hole clenched around the intruding digits as his little
prick spurted its first release.
His brain lost some of its fog but he still hadn't gotten the alpha girth that
he had been craving, so his hole continued to practically pour out the slick
that had stained the poor mattress. He had begun to comprehend what was
happening and where he was and who he was with, now that he had his first
release.
He turned his head around, only to come face to face with a being that didn't
resemble the Harry he knew in the slightest. This Harry had his pupils blown as
wide as saucers, his white teeth bared dominantly, and his eyebrows furrowed
determinedly as heavy puffs of breath landed on Louis' sated face.
"Harry..?" The looming creature above him blinked twice then out of nowhere
buried its face into the slope of his twisted neck.
Louis was confused up until he felt gentle licks and soft scrapes of hard teeth
against his perspiring neck, and another wave of his heat wafted off of him.
Wow, Louis thought. This was his first heat and he wasn't even stuck with a
total brute of an alpha that forced himself on and into him. Harry seemed to
not want to rush him through everything. Or maybe he just wanted to savor the
experience of taking care of such an innocent omega during his first heat.
Either way, whether it be with generous or selfish intent, Louis was entirely
appreciative.
He bent his neck to the side allowing Harry more access to the smooth skin.
Louis could physically feel his mind become increasingly muddled as the heat
set it again, and he spread his legs as an invitation to Harry. He pushed his
chest into the mattress so that his back arched and his bum pressed back
against the alpha cock behind him as his panting began to start up again.
He heard a rough, guttural grunt sound behind him as his slick oozed onto the
length trapped between his cheeks. The heat became unbearable once again and he
needed a dick in him so badly that it was starting to ache, from the inside
out. He mindlessly blurted out random strings of words, trying desperately to
convey how much he needed it.
"Har- ha- alpha, p- please, in, please, need." He clawed at the sheets
underneath him, then gripped them, needing something to stable his floaty mind.
The mouth moving across his delicate neck placed itself by his ear and
whispered,
"You'll get what you want darling, just be patient." He couldn't take the husky
whispering in his ear combined with the length that was now rutting into the
cleft of his bum and occasionally catching on his clenching hole, so he started
to wriggle on the bed to try and actually get the cock that had been teasing
him inside of him. 
The alpha didn't like his disobedience and lack of patience, so he let his
knees slide from under him and lowered his chest so that he wasn't just laying
on the omega, he was confining him into submission, squished against the cot.
Louis couldn't move even if he tried, and he was surprised by the thrilling
feeling that came about from being controlled like that, being restricted so
fully from any form of movement. He experimentally tried to reach in front of
him to grab his stiff prick and he knew that it wouldn't even be possible to
wiggle a hand under his squished form, but his suspicions were proven correct
as two hands snapped out from behind him and gripped each of his wrists,
pulling them above his head.
Both of his little hands were transferred to one large one that easily covered
both of his dainty wrists with room to spare, and the alpha's other hand moved
behind the omega to grab a hold of his own enormous dick so that he could rub
in up and down across his hole, the head catching more times than not.
More slick poured out as another heady wave of heat encompassed him and he
became exceedingly desperate. He thought he was finally going to get the full
feeling he had been craving when the alpha cock nudged into him about an inch,
but it was slowly pulled right back out, much to the omega's dismay.
He vaguely heard a high-pitched sound echoing in his skull that got louder and
louder until he realized that he was the one who was producing the high whine.
He heard a rough growl and any hope that the alpha above him might've had at
dragging this out further was completely obliterated and he felt the cock nudge
into him again.
This time though, it didn't stop after just an inch. No, it slowly but surely
made its way balls deep in the wet warmth.
Louis felt it as his hole stretched open for the huge alpha cock that was now
stuffing itself inside of him. A comforting hand traveled up his back and the
hips behind him stilled to allow him to properly adjust. He keened a long and
drawn out noise which turned into a pant of alpha at the end, and the alpha
responded with a throaty grunt as he started to rock his hips against the boy's
plump arse cheeks.
Louis felt the length hit his prostate when it first slid in but now it was
hitting it continuously with a force that shook the omega's body with every
rock. He felt his own sweat slick back rubbing against the sticky chest on top
of him, and he tried to tilt his hips up to give the alpha easier access to
plunge even deeper, but with the weight on him, it was nearly impossible.
He was surprised, though, when his hips were yanked upwards by a firm grip on
his hip. His face was smushed into the pillow, his chest was arched down into
the cot, and his bum was up and in the air, presented to the alpha that had
begun to drive his hips harder against his arse.
Lips began peppering themselves down his neck and further down his spine,
trailing little suckling kisses down his back as the alpha pumped his hips
harder and faster. The hands around his wrists squeezed tighter and his heart
rate spiked with the exhilaration of being fucked so thoroughly and manhandled
while still being treated with affection. The alpha started mumbling out little
praises that made Louis preen under the attention.
"Such a good boy, good, amazing omega. So perfect for me, love." A knot began
to swell at the base of the alpha's dick and it was continuing to catch on
Louis' stretched-pink hole. The feeling was beyond words and Louis saw stars as
the knot got bigger and bigger, entering and exiting his hole over and over
again. He panted even harder, beginning to lose his breath as his body spammed
and he released his juices a second, blissful time.
The clench of his hole must have pushed the alpha above him over the edge, and
the knot on his dick popped without warning. Harry was locked inside the omega
and the fragile body tensed as a weak few drops of come spurted almost
painfully from the slit of his dick.
The alpha pumped his seed into Louis and Louis almost cried from how good it
felt to not only be filled to the brim with the alpha's cock but also now with
the alpha's come. His wrists were released and his hips slid down towards the
mattress after the alpha's hand let go of his hip as well. However, that caused
the knot to tug painfully at his rim and he hissed, shoving his hips back up
onto the cock and causing it to slam against his prostate again, almost sending
him for his forth orgasm of the evening.
The alpha hummed as come continued to pump from his cock and into the omega
below. He turned them onto their sides, making sure to keep Louis' rim from
getting tugged again, which Louis was immensely grateful for. They landed on
the mattress, snug tight together as Harry continued to release and Louis
continued to shiver through the feeling.
Louis fought to stay awake so that he could talk to Harry now that his mind was
more or less clear of the overpowering fog for now, but his eyes wouldn't
cooperate and they slowly slipped closed. He felt kisses being peppered up the
nape of his neck and a hand smoothing up and down his curvy side. These two
combined with the mantra heard behind him, mineminemine, lulled him to sleep.
He would just have to deal with everything when he woke up.
That is, if he wasn't begging Harry for his dick again..
Chapter End Notes
     It was my first time writing smut.. So.. Was it good, bad, eh?
***** Chapter 10 *****
Chapter Notes
     Urgh, I know it's been a while, sorry about that. Some stuff went
     down and I couldn't motivate myself to write anything. I'm updating
     now though, so I hope you like it? I usually leave cliff hangers so
     I'm motivated, and I really didn't leave on a cliff hanger last time,
     and honestly that's probably why it's been so long.
     Oh and much love to all who comment and leave kudos xx it's much
     appreciated :)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Harry awoke with a start, blinking his eyes rapidly in the pitch darkness of
the small room. He felt a small body next to him and quickly recognized it as
Louis' body, warm and writhing against his hard chest. He placed a comforting
hand on the boy's body, but that backfired immediately as a whine erupted from
Louis' throat and he began panting in his sleep.
Harry knew he had to get his plan in action, though, so he purposefully ignored
his hard-on that he desperately just wanted to rut against the omega's
backside.
He shimmied down the mattress a bit, but gave up after he accomplished no more
than moving an inch or two lower after a relentless struggle with the confining
sheet.
He swung his leg over the narrow waist below him, but drastically over shot in
the darkness as his leg flew off the side of the beds and his foot thudded
against the hard floor.
He caught himself, but just barely so, causing his stiff prick to rub up
against the thick thigh below him, a grumbling sound emerging from his chest.
He allowed himself one swing of his hips against the warm body below him,
granting himself just the slightest friction, before he pulled himself
together.
He huffed and ducked his head to place a sweet kiss against the writhing boy's
pouting lips, at first missing and pecking the corner of his lips but then
recovering and slotting their mouths together. He whispered softly against the
thin lips,
"Mmm, my baby. So perfect for me."
Louis was his now. He knew that it would be nearly impossible to make it work
and have people allow it, but he would find a way.
He knew that in some alternate universe where he would have had a clearer mind,
and the stars would have not been so perfectly aligned, that none of this would
have happened. But there they were, laying on that tiny, worn cot together
after Harry had taken care of this beautiful omega through his first heat.
This wasn't some parallel universe where Zayn had run that little bit faster
and had talked some sense into Harry, or where someone else had scooped up that
jet ski and they wouldn't have gone across the lake, or where Louis hadn't even
been enrolled into the camp at all.
This was their own universe, one that Harry was surely grateful for, and he
wouldn't let anyone else change their pre-determined fate. He knew that some
would call him a pedophile, maybe even a rapist, but some second line-up of
events where this had not happened, where he had not taken claim to Louis and
all that he possessed, was unfathomable to Harry.
It wasn't even that uncommon. Many omegas bonded to older alphas. Although, it
was usually by parental dictation. And the reason he would get those names was
probably because Louis was supposed to be safe there and away from all of that
bonding business... But Harry would keep Louis safe so fuck anyone that didn't
agree.
He really knew Louis was perfect for him. So. He would deal with the names and
the judgements others throw in his direction.
Hell, they hadn't even truly bonded, yet he already felt this unshakable
connection to Louis that he only saw in films. He may have only had barely a
couple of days with the boy; but he was certain the boy underneath him was the
one. It's what he's read about, learned about all his life.
Louis would be his mate when the time came. He didn't care about their ages. He
felt something faintly warm spread throughout the inside of his chest, and he
couldn't help but let a small smile pass across his lips as he looked down into
the darkness where he presumed was were his boy was.
Crickets began to invade his hearing, combating with the subtle whining coming
from Louis.
He could feel him wiggling around and pouting in his sleep, sweat beginning to
pool in his collarbones once again, wetting Harry's fingers as he traced across
Louis' body. Harry let out a sigh, giving in to his desire to touch his boy
intimately and scooted down to the end of the cot, crawling backwards while
peppering kisses down his omega's chest.
His toes grazed the edge of the mattress so he stopped and hunched his back
over, continuing his slow trail of kisses leading towards Louis' erect cock. He
felt around and finally grasped around the base of the small, flushed dick and
messily gave the head a kiss before taking it down whole.
A choking sound spluttered from above as he began bobbing his head up and down
and flicking his tongue over the head on every upstroke. The keening above led
his fingers to travel down and trace around the wet hole, pushing in minutely
here and there.
The crickets doubled their efforts in the dark of outside, increasing their
piercing sounds.
All at once though, the panting above picked up speed and hands were reaching
for his curls and wrist, trying to simultaneously encourage fingers into him
and the mouth further onto him.
Harry could tell his omega had woken up now, especially because of the erratic
throbbing of the boy's dripping hole. He quickly thrusted a finger into the
tight heat so that he would appease the whining boy.
The slender hips began thrusting up into Harry's mouth and back down onto his
fingers and that was certainly not acceptable. He popped off of the prick and
removed his finger, clicking his tongue as he regained some of his breath.
His hips seemed to have started rutting against the mattress upon their own
accord and he willed himself to stop that. Well, at least for when he was
talking, so that he would seem less desperate and more dominating.
"Now now, my omega." He breathed hotly against the tip of Louis' erect prick
while tracing around the boy's rim.
"Are you being a very good boy for me?" He was only met with more wanton
whining and that was not what he had been wanting.
"Louis..." He trailed off, giving the incoherent boy another chance. He tsked
at him when he was hit with the same response once again then abruptly removed
all contact between the two. No skin was touching anywhere. He wasn't even
teasingly breathing on his omega's sweaty body anymore.
He smoothly gripped the omega's hips, flipping him over and pressing down on
his hips when he tried to hump against the mattress. He waited for it, watching
the Louis' hands twitch around before moving behind himself, reaching back to
stuff his fingers inside himself.
Harry gripped his wrists in one hand, pinning them down and leaning forward to
ghost his lips across the shell of the omega's ear.
A gaggle of squirrels sounded off from outside, communicating in their own,
wild language.
"I'm not so sure that you're being a good omega, baby..."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Louis whimpered and tried to push his hips
up despite Harry holding them down. Harry swooped his hand down in a sudden
strike that reverberated throughout the room upon his hand's contact with the
boy's fleshy bum.
"Still." He growled out into Louis' ear. Louis immediately froze, causing a
smile to split across Harry's features.
"Oh, look who decided to be obedient now." He teased Louis, breathing down his
neck. Said boy nodded slightly, obviously becoming more desperate to please so
that he could get what he wanted.
"Good boy. Aren't you being so nice, sweetheart."
A flurry of animalistic sounds arose from outside the confines of the cabin
once again. Squirrels spoke, crickets cried, hawks squawked.
He propped Louis' hips up and spread his cheeks with his rough palms. He gave a
teasing little lick up his trembling thigh, following the trail of slick up the
back of his boy's thigh and up to his hole. He repeated the action on the other
leg, making Louis arch his back to better present his arse to Harry.
Harry couldn't restrain himself anymore and began rutting against the bed as he
swiped his tongue over the puckered skin over and over, sending waves of heat
barreling off the omega.
Louis seemed to be overcome by the feeling less than thirty seconds later, and
he whined that high pitched, desperate whine that Harry hadn't realized he had
been waiting for.
The boy spurted onto the sheets underneath him, falling down into the pool of
his cooling come. Harry grunted as he came onto the sheets below him.
The sounds coming from outside quieted and soon transformed into a low hum,
barely perceptible.
Once his high had subsided, he rose up and off of the bed, pulling an already
sleeping Louis behind him. He sat Louis up against the wall and reached down,
clumping up some sheets and wiping his omega off, then himself.
He threw on some bottoms and quickly dressed Louis to the best of his ability,
being that said boy was slumped over, body drained from its multiple releases.
He threw Louis' now dry shirt over his shoulder then picked up his boy
carefully, cradling him in his arms. He knew he needed to get Louis back to his
cabin before his heat woke him up again. He wouldn't exactly be able to stop on
his journey back to care for him in the middle of the night(or early morning,
Harry honestly had no clue) with all the critters out there.
He had to make it a quick trip for Louis' sake. He strode out of the little
bedroom and made his way to the big room that he first walked into and stopped
to think for a moment.
Maybe he should look around and see what could be useful around here. He
refused to let Louis out of his arms though, so he shifted the boy so that his
legs were around Harry's narrow waist and his arms were weakly thrown over
Harry's shoulders.
The alpha took a second to sniff Louis and beamed when he noticed that Louis
was covered in his alpha smell. He pecked the boy's feathery hair before
surveying the room, taking in the surroundings.
Harry had been here quite a few times over the years so he knew his way around
fairly well and made his way to the cabinets on the opposite wall and took out
some of the food he had stashed there. Louis had to eat so he wouldn't be
malnourished when his heat subsided. Harry would be a great pre-mate.
He threw that and his own shirt over his shoulder into a little bag which he
slid onto his shoulder, carefully navigating around Louis' drooping head that
was resting on his shoulder.
"That should be good..." he sighed. He figured he gathered enough supplies to
last Louis the span of his heat, so he went over to the door and opened it
cautiously, unsure and untrusting of the wildlife around him.
He didn't see anything that looked particularly threatening so he stepped out,
closing the door behind him and walking down the familiar wooded path.
The sun wasn't up yet, but it was clear that it would be soon, if the dusting
of pink and orange along the horizon was anything to go by.
He made it back to the old boathouse in no time and sped around to the front,
scanning the coast and and the small dock for the row boat. He spotted it about
twenty feet from the boathouse and walked quickly over into it, trying to
jostle Louis as little as possible.
He stepped inside and sat on one of the makeshift benches, reluctantly placing
Louis on the other one.
He was hoping to maintain at least some physical contact with Louis at all
times until they would be forcefully separated upon their return. However, if
he did maintain contact with Louis and placed him between his legs or something
like that, he would surely wake him with the movements his body would have to
make in order to row properly.
He shifted the boy, placing him so that he wouldn't fall or be injured in any
way and hopped out again to give them a boost.
Once he dislodged the back of the boat from the sand, he waded through the
shallow water and jumped back in, settling himself for a moment.
He looked at Louis' flushed and glowing form in the twilight. He was just so
beautiful, his eyelids flittering and his mouth glistening and slightly agape.
There was a flush starting on his chest that worked itself up his neck in
sparse patches and covered his cheeks and cute button nose.
He trailed his fingertips across the boy's cheek and smiled as Louis leaned
into the touch.
"My beautiful boy..." Harry could admire him all day and all night if he could,
but sadly, he had to start getting them moving. He began rowing, moving his
arms in circular continuous movements that his arms were accustomed to from
years at the camp.
Ten minutes into the journey, he began breaking out in a sweat, not letting up
his swift arm motions.
Finally, after about fifteen minutes, they were halfway across the large lake
and he needed to stop.
He was exhausted and couldn't continue just yet, feeling extremely drained. He
leaned forward, dropping the oars out of his grip and resting his elbows on his
knees.
He heard soft whimpering and looked up as Louis began wiggling again. His own
dick hardened, and his nostrils flared as he smelled that oh so familiar Louis
smell and watched on in dismay.
Louis tented his shorts and his breath quickened, his hands traveling lower and
lower on his own body.
"Oh no.."
Chapter End Notes
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     though?
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***** Chapter 11 *****
Chapter Notes
     Sososososo sorry for being late. Here it is though.
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"Oh, Lou... " All that was swimming through Harry's head was this desire, this
suffocating urge to help his baby. He wasn't concerned about anything but that.
And that was somewhat of an issue since he was stuck in a tiny boat in the
middle of a huge lake with an omega he deemed his going through heat.
He couldn't focus and all he wanted to do was take Louis right there, but he
knew that if he were to start, he couldn't stop himself. He would fuck his baby
good all over again.
As Harry stared at Louis' squirming figure, a solution came to mind. It would
calm Louis down, and Harry would still be able to revel in his boy's body.
Harry went to work quickly, placing the oars back into their respective
holders, loosening the straps on his life vest, and getting on his knees in
front of a sweaty, whining Louis.
He grabbed hold on the boy's tiny frame, angling him so that he was laying on
the small bench-like structure horizontally with his body pressed face-down
against the wood, his face turned towards Harry.
At this point, Louis had begun to stir from his sleep, whimpering and blinking
wearily up at Harry's darkened features. They stared at each other heatedly for
a moment, before Louis cringed from want and his back arched, muttering a small
Harry.
The boy reached out an arm desperately to Harry which he took and ran his own
fingers over comfortingly.
"Oh, love. You're alright. I'm here. Your alpha is here to take care of his
sweet boy." Harry gave Louis a genuine smile, and if he had a clearer mind at
the moment, he would've realized what he was doing to Louis. Harry was
subconsciously cementing into Louis' mind, as well as his own, that they were
already mates, and that there was no changing that fact.
Louis smiled lazily, albeit slightly forced due to his needy mind state. He was
only half-conscious and barely treading the outskirts of sleep, yet his body
still knew to push his bum up to give Harry easier access.
Harry pulled down Louis' bottoms and inhaled deeply as he yanked the clothing
off the boy's feet. He shifted Louis so that the leg closest to Harry was
curled upwards, his knee pressing into his own stomach.
A shiver jostled Louis' body as his exposed arsehole was met with the cool
early morning air. Harry watched on in fascination as the twilight lighting
made the slick dripping out of his omega's hole looking even more beautiful and
enticing.
"Oh. Sweetheart, you look absolutely gorgeous." He had to suck in a sharp
breath at the sight of his boy's hole trembling impatiently, and large hands
ran reverently over the swell of the boy's glistening backside.
A long finger trailed from the lowest knob of the omega's spine and slipped
lower and lower, eventually tracing the pink, oozing rim of the boy's hole.
Harry smiled contentedly as the tip of his forefinger edged its way into Louis'
entrance, and the boy moaned wantonly. Harry nudged his finger further into the
slippery hole, feeling the tight muscles clench and unclench repeatedly around
his digit and making Louis keen and himself grunt.
He began thrusting his finger, loving the way his omega's hole adapted so
easily to fit the digit and bent his finger on the way out, feeling the velvety
walls clench tighter as a small yelp escaped Louis' throat. The slick began
pouring out faster and faster, so in order to accommodate, Harry slid in a
second finger next to the first and stretched Louis that much further.
Harry's mouth began to water, and Louis got louder and louder as more fingers
breached his hole. At three fingers, Harry was not restraining himself any
longer. He pounded the digits mercilessly into the boy's entrance, Louis' keens
music to his ears.
Harry had been hard from the start, but as Louis' body twitched inside and out,
his face scrunched beautifully, and his spine curved deliciously, Harry
couldn't help the hand that traveled down to cup his own massive erection.
The sight of Louis' spunk shooting from his pretty, pink prick and landing
messily on the orange life vest encouraged the hand inside his omega to move
faster, and the hand cupping himself to slip under his trunks. He stroked
himself harshly as he leaned forward towards Louis' bum, thriving off of the
squelching sounds his fingers made when they forced Louis' slick in and out.
Precome dribbled from Harry's tip making the glide easier, and while he could
have finished off with a few more good strokes, he was positive he wanted to
see Louis orgasm at least once more before he himself got off. He reluctantly
pulled his hand off his erection and the fingers out of Louis' bum, hushed the
soft whines that Louis began to let out.
"Shhh, I'll take care of you baby, just hold on for me." Louis continued to
whine, and while Harry could quite literally thrive and sustain a fully
functioning existence off of solely the beautiful noises, they were not helping
him ward off his own impending orgasm.
"Quiet." Now, Harry wasn't exactly using his full-blown alpha voice on the poor
boy, but there was a stern edge to his voice that silenced the sounds
immediately. Harry smiled appreciatively, glancing down affectionately at the
blue eyes staring up at him intensely.
At the sight of Harry's eyes trained on his own, his head twisted back down and
nestled into the crook of his own arm, his persona entirely submissive. What
was contradictory to his submissive, almost bashful action of hiding his face
was his bum that was pushing back, wiggling closer and closer to Harry's
outstretched palm.
Harry breathed in deeply, calmly admiring the beautiful enigma before him,
before he could no longer control himself. Louis wasn't audibly whining, but
his body said enough.
In one swift movement, he turned a surprised Louis onto his back, spinning him
so that he was no longer in line with the wooden planks below him. Instead he
was laying vertically with only his upper back and head supported by the bench.
Harry quickly took a strong hold of the boy's thighs, wrapping them around his
own waist. One hand was on Louis' lower back, the other latched onto a fleshy
thigh, and Harry smirked smugly as Louis reached his little arms out, his
fingers clawing down his alpha's chest.
From Harry's position on his knees it was rather difficult, but he managed to
shuffle back about a foot and supported Louis just with his upper body
strength. His hands swept to Louis' bum and he held him there as he curved his
own body down to reach his omega's neglected erection.
Harry mouthed along the hip bones in front of him for a moment before sucking
down the flushed skin below him. He had originally been planning on holding out
for some time, but them being in such an intimate position triggered something
in Harry.
He sucked harshly once before pulling off with a pop, pulling Louis fully into
his lap, leaning back on his haunches. The omega immediately latched into him,
rutting fast yet hesitant against Harry's hip, but with one sharp squeeze to
his right hip, his motions ceased abruptly.
The alpha nuzzled into Louis' neck, taking in his scent as he lifted the
omega's body so that his large purple erection would be freed from between
their bodies. He settled Louis back down, growling slightly as he felt the
slick drip down onto dick, Louis moaning loudly just from the close proximity
of Harry's cock to his arse.
"Oh, sweetheart. You're so wet for me, aren't you? Such a messy boy."
Harry held a nodding Louis close, maintaining a tight grip on the boy's body as
he shifted his hips minutely upward, grunting when his tip caught on Louis'
rim.
He continued this action, squeezing Louis' cheeks together and thrusting
upwards carefully once, twice, before letting his inner animal come out. His
body was begging to get inside the omega, so it was like his thrusts were
making up for not being inside by being faster and harder than ever before.
He had worried about rocking the boat too much earlier, but now that thought
was long gone as the swaying craft created waves and ripples around them.
His cock worked its way up and down, over and over again, and Louis was no
longer able to control his noises. His moaning had increased tenfold, and the
poor boy looked as if he was about to shake out of his own skin, his eyes
clenched and body quivering.
Harry knew it was a terrible tease to Louis to have his cock so close to Louis'
hole without actually entering, yet Harry also possessed the helpful knowledge
that Louis would not explicitly complain, especially in this state.
"Such a good boy, such a good omega. I know you love feeling my big alpha cock
against you like this. It feels so good, doesn't it?"
The omega's hands continued to trace red marks into Harry's chest, and he
spurted onto Harry's chest, his hole fluttering deliciously against Harry's
prick. Harry moaned softly listening with rapt fascination as Louis released
sweet, little gasps and whimpers, a soft hiccup escaping towards the end.
"Good boy. You can be loud now. I love hearing you baby." Louis huffed and
rested his head against Harry's broad shoulder, falling fast asleep almost
immediately after his orgasm.
Harry still wasn't done though, and even though all he really wanted to do was
fuck the small boy, he couldn't do that to his baby. He couldn't knot him and
cause them to be stranded out on the lake until it went down. That would have
meant they would get back even later than planned, and the morning sun would
have caused it to be bright out, making the chances of Louis being exposed in
such a state much higher.
So instead of feeding his cock into Louis' desperate hole like he craved, he
wrapped a hand around it, tugging quickly and roughly. After only a few good
strokes using Louis' slick to make the glide easier, Harry came with a growl,
sucking a bruise right below Louis' ear, releasing onto the back of the omega's
life vest.
Harry traced his hands on Louis' come-covered vest, imagining that his release
was atually on the boy's skin, and rubbed the spunk in possessively.
"So perfect Lou..." He breathed heavily for a few moments before collecting
himself and grabbing his shirt to wipe them both off. He tried to place Louis
back down, but that wasn't happening because of the death grip Louis had on
him. So Harry acquiesced and simply pulled Louis' bottoms up before picking up
the oars once again.
He was relying heavily on the hope that Louis wouldn't loosen his grip in his
sleep, but that was a chance he would have to take to get them moving once
again. This time around though, the adrenaline from his orgasm was still
coursing through his veins giving him an extra boost of energy that got them to
the shore in no time.
As soon as he got them near the water's edge, he returned the oars to their
respective positions and maneuvered his way out, holding Louis with one hand
and pulling the boat a little further in with the other. He was in a rush, but
he would not be responsible for a drifting boat.
Right before he left, he remembered to reach in and quickly wipe up the bottom
of the boat with his shirt before they left as to not arouse suspicion from any
campers that might see it. He spun on his heel and walked as quickly as he
could to Louis' cabin, hoping against all hopes that no counselors were up and
walking around.
He rushed up the steps to the boy's cabin, wanting to have just a minute or two
alone with the boy before he went to inform Mr.Cowell of their arrival.
"We're here baby..." He swung the door open lightly, peering inside the dim
cabin and not noticing any other presences with them, being that Zayn had
informed all of the necessary personnel of their situation.
He sped over to Louis' bed, laying Louis down and caressing his face. Right
before he could give Louis a proper goodbye and help him out of his clothes so
that he wouldn't wake up having to wrestle off the offending articles, a noise
sounded from behind them.
At first it was a creak in the door, but when Harry turned to face that
direction, the door slammed shut rousing Louis into consciousness. Harry
immediately smelled an alpha in the room and growled, causing Louis to whimper
and cling onto Harry's arm.
"Well, look what we have here." An ominous voice called out, causing Harry's
eyes to narrow.
But what was worse, was the wave of heat that was once again rolling off of
Louis and into the room of alphas, making his whimpers less scared and more
desperate. Harry gasped internally. 
This wouldn't end well.
Chapter End Notes
     The next chapter will have some more plot in it than the last couple
***** Chapter 12 *****
Chapter Notes
     I haven't updated in so long and I'm very sorry. I still love you
     guys so much for being awesome, but I just couldn't write for some
     time. It's here now though, so I hope you like it, even though it's
     pretty short. :)
See the end of the chapter for more notes
"Who the fuck are you?" Harry growled as a body emerged from the corner.
Harry was slightly stunned, to say the least, when a boy that looked only a
year or so younger than him came sauntering out of the corner with his head
raised and chest puffed out in "intimidation."
"The person that will ruin your life." What the fuck was this kid going on
about? Harry's look of disbelief spurred the kid on.
"Let's think about this for a minute, shall we?" He took a step forward causing
Harry's body to go rigid again. The kid's eyes flicked to a squirming Louis,
and he turned and smiled menacingly at Harry. The older alpha's silence had the
kid continuing his speech.
"Let's just say you get away with it this time. No one finds out about you
helping poor little Lou this time. I could keep my mouth shut. I'm not going
to, but if I did, what would have happened when you triggered another one of
his heats? Would you have brought him across the lake and claimed it was all a
convenient little accident just like this time? Whoever runs this place
couldn't possibly be that daft. You're an alpha, Harry. An unbounded one at
that. There's no way for you to control yourself in the presence of a little
omega going through his first heat."
Harry's anger and frustration sky-rocketed because, how does this kid know
anything? His fists curled in anger as his thoughts were translated into words
after his period of shock wore off. He took a deep breath then bellowed out,
"You're a fucking idiot! What the fuck are you going on about?? You don't know
anything! You think you're so smart and you have everything figured out, but
you have no clue! Get the fuck out of my business and stay the fuck away from
my Louis!" He huffed and panted after his short rant and was so agitated that
he didn't hear the whimper float over from the other side of the room. If he
would've looked over, he would've seen a terrified Louis cowering on the bed.
Harry was more focused on the intruder, however, and had to hold himself back
from bashing the kid's face in because he was sporting a small, barely there
smile. Soon the corner of the kid's mouth turned up into a slight cocky smirk,
and Harry saw red.
"Why the hell are you smiling??" As Harry started pacing towards the other
alpha that finally started to look intimidated by the older alpha that towered
over him, footsteps were heard running towards the cabin. Harry was so
infuriated that he completely disregarded the person approaching from outside,
continuing to step towards the younger boy whose eyes were widening in
justifiable fear. His fist was poised to either hit the other or flail about as
he yelled, the true reason unbeknownst to even Harry, when the door opened.
In came a calm looking Simon that, upon seeing the situation, calmly asked
Harry to, "Please lower your arm." Harry did, and Simon turned his attention to
the other corner of the room.
Harry spun around, realizing that he had completely forgot about Louis'
desperate state since he had been distracted by the little shit that threatened
him. Harry wanted so badly to walk back over towards the suffering omega and
scoop him into his arms, but he could practically feel the other alpha's smirk
branding the back of his skull. He knew the kid thought that Harry wouldn't be
able to control himself. That's why Harry tried especially hard to resist.
He couldn't go over to Louis now without it being suspicious, but as it turned
out, he wouldn't have the chance. Simon had mumbled something to Louis who
glanced to Harry then back at Simon, accepting a decent sized shoebox from the
man hovering above him.
Simon said something else, Louis nodded while in a haze, and just like that
Harry was being forcefully shoved through the door. He stumbled down the steps
and looked up, seeing the other shithead that challenged him tripping over
himself as well.
They righted themselves and faced each other, Harry no longer feeling
restrained in the stuffy cabin and moving towards the other angrily. The
younger alpha began to shrink back as Harry approached, but before he could
even think about lifting his fist to bash the kid's face in, Harry was stopped
by Simon's hand on his shoulder.
"As much as I'd love for you both to explain to me why you remained in that
cabin while Louis was going through his heat, I'm tired. I've had no
oppurtunity to sleep, because I've been up all night for you,"
Simon turned accusatorially towards Harry, "since you took your sweet time with
bringing Louis back. We will be discussing that in detail tomorrow. And you
Josh,"
Simon turned to face the kid Josh, "had no reason to be anywhere near that
cabin, let alone to assert yourself into that situation. We as well will be
talking extensively tomorrow, first thing in the morning. Well, maybe not first
thing, since I'd much rather enjoy to sleep in for an hour or two. But both of
you be prepared for me to call you to my office at any point. Don't engage in
something that you won't be able to leave in a moment's notice. Now get to bed
and don't cause me anymore problems tonight."
Simon sighed, finally showing some exasperation. He looked them both in the
eye, seemingly disappointed and turned to leave. Harry looked up and, upon
catching sight of Josh, quickly tensed up again after being subdued by Simon's
scolding.
The little shit had the audacity to smile innocently. Worse than that, the boy
gave Harry a little salute then spun on his heel and disappeared through the
trees in the twilight. As soon as the boy passed through the tree line, he
shouted,
"This isn't over!" What a stupid thing to say. Who the hell was this Josh kid
anyway? And who did he think he was, talking to and threatening Harry like
that?
Harry felt a strange mixture of anger, possessiveness, fear, and strangely
enough, sadness. He knew he felt anger at Josh, possessiveness over Louis, fear
towards Simon, but his sadness just couldn't be explained. Maybe it was the
situation in general. Maybe it was actually him resigned to the fate that Josh
would tell Simon everything he apparently knew tomorrow. Maybe it was because
he couldn't do anything about the pull he felt towards Louis. Harry just didn't
know.
He sighed and turned to walk away, but stopped dead in his tracks when he heard
a cry erupt from Louis within the cabin. It wouldn't hurt to just keep watch
outside the cabin, right? Harry made his way back to the cabin and sat against
the side of the building in the shadows.
Sure, Louis' cries would torture him all morning, but he was ready and willing
to protect his baby from alphas like Josh.
Chapter End Notes
     So this is just barely over 1k but I'm planning on celebrating the
     10,000+ hits by writing and posting a chapter somewhere around 4k or
     maybe two consecutive 2k chapters. I don't want to make you guys wait
     again so I'll start writing it now. Thanks to everyone who motivated
     me by leaving comments. I seriously love comments so much so yeah :)
***** Chapter 13 *****
Chapter Notes
     Soo upset that I couldn't get this up earlier. I'm sorry to anyone
     that has been waiting for this. It's not as long as I would have
     liked it but I really just want to get something up for you guys.
It was dark and cold and empty. Harry shivered as he crouched into a ball. He
was confused and, for the first time since he was a kid, scared. Where was he?
"Harry." Harry snapped his eyes open as he heard a faint sound that sounded
suspiciously like his name. He wasn't able to use his vision thanks to his
pitch black surroundings so he closed his eyes in order to focus all of his
attention on hearing. He was sure if he strained hard enough, he might catch
the whisper again.
Harry waited, whether he did so patiently or impatiently didn't matter because
soon he heard it again.
"Harry." It sounded louder this time. Harry tried to prepare himself to hear
the name again, pushing out all of his frantic thoughts when-
"Harry." It was louder and sounded almost rushed. His need to hear the call
again pushed him forward and he would've fallen on his face if it weren't for a
strange yet comforting force holding both of his shoulders back.
"Harry." His name was spoken again, louder still. Wait. Harry knew that voice.
It was soft and high and so so familiar...
"Harry!" This time his name held a panicked ring to it with a slight edge of
fear. Who was it? It couldnt be-
"Harry!!" Oh God, it was! It was Louis. Harry started struggling against the
grip on his shoulders that began as comforting and now just seemed ominous.
Harry needed to get Louis now. He sounded scared. He might have been in
trouble. He-
"Harry!!" Harry saw his face, flushed and scared yet still so beautiful.
Harry's eyes connected with the sparkling icey blue of Louis', but before he
could move a single muscle, they flashed from their perfect blue to a golden
brown.
All at once Harry's surrounding's changed. He was sitting on a cold damp ground
with his back against a cabin and a worried Zayn staring down at him. He looked
down to see if- yes, the unnamed force in his apparent dream was Zayn's hands
holding him down. He shook himself out of it and smiled shakily at Zayn.
"Thanks, Zayn." Zayn leveled him with a glare.
"What?" Harry's eyebrows furrowed. Zayn continued to stare. "What??" Why was
Zayn staring at him like that? "Why are you staring at me like that?" Zayn
looked exasperated as he pulled Harry up onto his feet.
"Harry, mate, pal, buddy." He stopped and stared unwavering into Harry's eyes.
"I just have one question." There was something stirring behind the brown of
his eyes that made Harry reluctant to listen. Still, he slowly nodded his
consent for Zayn to ask the question.
"Are you fucking stupid, man??" Harry was dumbfounded.
"Wha-"
"Harry. You fucking sat outside Louis' cabin quite literally fifteen feet away
from the poor lad while he's in heat. You just spent the last four hours
torturing him and yourself!"
"I had to Zayn, I had to protect him from Josh." His face twisted in contempt,
his mouth tasting disgusting as the name rolled off of his tongue. This didn't
go unnoticed by Zayn, yet all he did was shake his head at Harry and grab his
wrist to pull him along.
Harry attempted to put up a little fight so he could stay and keep watch but
Zayn just yanked harder. He shook his head again as he looked over his shoulder
towards Harry. "You're fucking crazy bro, look at you." He pointedly looked
downwards and Harry followed his gaze.
Shit.
"Shit." When did that happen? He was almost all the way hard, and he tried to
fix it by adjusting his bottoms, yet it was still very apparent.
"Listen," Harry's attention returned to Zayn who was pulling him up the steps
of his cabin. "Get your shit together and then come meet me in the cafeteria,
okay? We'll talk there." Harry nodded and waited for Zayn to give one last wave
before he shut the door.
He walked over and sat on his bed. Sighing, he looked down and figured his
physical dilemma should outweigh his mental one for the time being. He crawled
up onto his bed and shucked off his clothes. He sighed and layed back trying to
conjure up some images of sweaty, writhing, desperate Louis.
After a very unsatisfying orgasm, he pushed himself up and wiped himself off.
He quickly gathered any clothes of his that he could find and headed out the
door and to the showers. When he got there he noticed that no one else was
there and that kind of surprised him.
How late into the day was it? He rushed through his shower since halfway
through the water got freezing and he'd rather not get hypothermia. He got
dressed, towel dried his hair and jogged back to his cabin to put his dirty
clothes back.
His mind was still swimming with thoughts of Louis. Harry was simultaneously
aroused thinking of he boy in heat, yet also worried and protective over him
because of people like Josh. His head was a jumbled mess and hopefully when he
got to the cafeteria, Zayn could help him sort everything out.
He jogged a bit faster to his cabin and once he got there, he was surprised to
see Eleanor standing at the doorway. After all that had transpired over the
last 24 hours, he wouldn't be exaggerating to say that he completely forgot
about her. He smiled politely as he approached her.
"Hey, Eleanor." She gave a small, coy smile and looked up at him through her
eyelashes.
Honestly? That look only worked on Harry if it was Louis that was giving it to
him.
"Hey, Harry." She drawled out in a slow purr. Harry certainly didn't have time
for this so he tried to be nice while also rushing her along.
"What can I do for you?" He replied as he briskly brushed past her and opened
his door. She followed him in, big surprise.
"I have some news for you." Harry nodded and glanced at her over his shoulder
to signal her to keep talking. When she didn't continue, he prompted her with a
quick "yes?" She still stayed silent so he dropped what he was doing, sighed,
and turned around, only to be met with a very up close Eleanor.
"Whoa!" He jumped and stepped two feet to the left. He should be worried that
he didn't pick up on the fact that she was approaching, alpha senses and all,
but maybe he was just too focused on Louis to really notice.
"Look, Eleanor, I'm in a bit of a rush so if you could speed it up, that'd be
great." He smiled apologetically to hopefully lessen the sting of his words.
She simply advanced forward and placed her hands on his chest, humming
appreciatively as she looked up at him again.
He chuckled nervously and took her wrists in his hands and pulled them off of
him. She pursed her lips and pushed her hands towards him again while they were
still in Harry's grip. In retaliation, he tightened his grip on her wrists and
gave her a glare. She stopped and gasped as her eyes rolled back and she let
out the smallest of moans.
"Oh Harry, do it again. Go all alpha on me, baby." To say Harry was
sufficiently freaked out would be an understatement. He immediately dropped her
wrists as his face twisted in disgust at her lewd behavior.
"Eleanor, this seriously needs to stop. You need to be professional. We are
working here. We are supposed to be setting a good example. How are you going
to set a good example when you are going around and throwing yourself on me?"
Harry felt a little stab of guilt because he sure wasn't one to talk,
especially after his little escapade with Louis. He was being a terrible
hypocrite, but she didn't know that so it couldn't really hurt, right?
She backed away looking rightfully embarrassed and Harry sighed, gave a tight-
lipped smile, and headed right out the door once again. He ran down to the
cafeteria, nerves building as he thought about his upcoming talk with Zayn.
He made it to the doors and let himself in, noticing most of the camp's
population was sitting and finishing breakfast. He immediately spotted Zayn and
headed over to him, noticing a little brown head of hair sitting next to the
darker boy.
"Zayn!" Harry rushed over and took the seat across from him.
Zayn smiled, "Hey Harry." The little brown fuzz peeked up and revealed a
bashful Liam. Harry smiled politely and greeted the boy before turning back to
Zayn.
"Uh..so you wanted to- erm- talk?" Zayn rolled his golden eyes at Harry's lack
of eloquence before speaking.
"Go get something to eat before we start. You look like a right mess." Harry
was about to protest that he was too worked up to eat but his stomach decided
to make an unwelcome appearance by growling loudly. Harry sighed, figuring some
nourishment would do him good and got up.
"You're right, man. I'll be right back." Harry hopped up and waltzed over to
the food line, eager to have a distraction from his worrisome thoughts about
Louis. He popped some fruit, a waffle, and some eggs on his plate before
returning to his table.
Liam and Zayn had gotten noticeably closer in the three minutes he was gone and
it had a little smile gracing his lips. Harry didn't know what was happening to
him and Zayn. He saw that their professionalism was turning into a façade more
and more after each passing moment. Harry had just returned from an entire
night of fucking one of their campers and Zayn was basically courting someone
that could barely classify as a teenager.
He knew they were both fucked but he figured that's what Zayn wanted to talk
about anyway. Might as well voice his thoughts out loud to another person
rather than keep them bottled up in his own clustered mind. He plopped his meal
down on the table and sat down right after.
"So Zayn," he stabbed a portion of eggs onto his fork before continuing. "I
think it may be a wise idea to have whatever conversation we are about to have
alone. Yeah?"
Zayn removed his arm from where it had snaked its way across the tops of Liam's
shoulder causing the omega's face to scrunch up into a pout that very much
resembled a kicked puppy. Zayn scooted over closer and squeezed his shoulder in
apology which made Liam's smile return.
Zayn nodded at Harry then looked at him expectantly. "What?" Why is he staring
at Harry like that?
"Aren't you gunna start eating so we can get away for a chat before the
activities start?" Oh, duh.
Harry started shoveling the food into his mouth, barely taking a second to
breathe. He suddenly stopped though, and looked up as if he was just
remembering something.
"Louis!" Zayn stared at him quizzically through squinted eyes.
"What about him?"
"He needs food! He needs to stay nourished and eat something! I can't believe I
ate before getting him food. How could I do that to my poor baby? I need to go
being him something now. He needs his breakfast!" Harry stood up, ready to
sprint back to Louis' cabin. Zayn quickly stopped him though and tugged him
down onto his seat again.
"What are you doing, Zayn? I have to go. How am I going to get in there?"
"Harry."
"How can I possibly restrain myself around his delicious scent? Fuck what-"
"Harry."
"What do you think he'd want to eat? Should I get him one of everything? Is
that too much-"
"Harry!"
"What?" Zayn looked at him tiredly.
"Mate, I'll just have Liam bring him some food. He'll drop it right inside the
cabin for Louis." Harry looked at the omega that was nodding in agreement to
the alpha's words.
"You'll do it Liam?"
"Yeah, sure." The boy's voice was quiet but confident, and he eased Harry's
nerves a little.
"Okay, well then I'll just go make up a plate for-"
"Harry, sit down. Li? Do you think you could just go gather some breakfast for
Louis please?" The omega nodded and hopped up to do just that. "Thanks, Li."
Harry watched Liam walk away the turned to the man in front of him.
"Thanks, Z. I'm just so worried for him." Zayn smiled at Harry's concern for
the little omega stuck up in the cabin.
"I know Harry, but Liam will take care of it. Just finish eating so we can go
for a chat." Harry nodded and continued eating. He was done in under two
minutes, and the other alpha was honestly impressed.
"Wow, that was quick. Alright, ready to go Harry?" Zayn stood up as Harry
nodded and jogged to put his garbage in the bin. At this point Liam had just
returned to the table with a tray full of food for Louis. Zayn gave Liam a
grateful smile,
"Thanks babe. I've got to go for now, love. But don't worry, I'll be back in
time to make sure that you are in my group, okay? Don't forget to bring that to
Lou, yeah?" Liam bashfully nodded his head and looked down. Zayn smiled,
"Alright, great. Up you go then. Go bring that to him but don't stay too long,
alright? We can't have the smell of heat sticking to you. After that though,
why don't you try making some new friends? I can't be the only one around here
that finds you utterly irresistible. You're too cute and charming for that."
Zayn thought for a moment before his face contorted oddly. "Well, don't get too
close to anyone, okay? I don't want anyone taking you away from me." Whispering
the last part, Zayn smiled conspiratorially. He winked and jogged to go meet
Harry where he was pacing at the door waiting.
Apparently now that the distraction of food was gone, he was just as jittery as
this morning. Zayn grabbed his arm and nudged him a little to get Harry to stop
muttering to himself like an absolute loon.
"C'mon lad, we're on a bit of a time constraint now." They walked down the
path, opposite the direction of the beach where campers were undoubtedly going
to be congregating soon. They ducked behind an outhouse to begin their
whispered chat.
"Listen, I know I'm really in no position to talk considering my situation with
Liam, but you've really got to reel it in with Louis. More and more people are
going to start noticing and this really isn't good, for either of you. Do you
know how Louis would be treated if other campers found out what's going on
between you two. He's already an omega and is looked down upon, no matter how
much we preach about equality here. Everyone knows that these kids have it
ingrained in their minds that omegas are the 'weaker' gender. And now that he
has had certain 'relations' with a counselor, they are going to think he's one
of those slutty boys. More people are going to come onto him now. What was it
you were saying about that Josh kid?"
Harry was slightly startled by the scolding but shook himself out of it. "Uh-
he- he was some stupid, arrogant little brat that tried to take my Louis. He
came in threatening me and looking at Louis like he was a piece of meat. Who
does that little shit think he is?? I could have snapped the little brat in
two-"
Zayn held up a hand which had Harry reluctantly ending his rant. He was still
grumbling angrily to himself when Zayn started speaking again.
"You've just proven my point. Louis is just going to turn into some sex object
to the other kids and that would really hurt the poor boy." Harry nodded, he
already knew this. He don't need Zayn to repeat it to him.
"I know, I know. I just can't help my feelings for him, Zayn. He's perfect and
beautiful and mine. We can make it work. We can-"
"Harry."
"But-"
"What about the kid's parents? Ever think of them? They sent him to this camp
to be watched over and protected from all those hungry alphas out there. That's
our job here. What happens when they find out that one of the counselors in
charge of protecting Louis is actually the person that Louis needs protection
from?"
Harry huffed indignantly, "I would never hurt Louis! That's ridiculous! I-"
"Do they know that? Do Louis' parents know that you really care for him? To
them you're just a horny alpha taking advantage of their son during his first
heat."
Harry's heart clenched as Zayn's words sunk in.
It was true; that's exactly how they would seem him. They wouldn't know how he
felt towards their son. They would be given the facts and draw out a conclusion
that would no doubt incriminate the alpha. He was fucked. But didn't that mean
Zayn was fucked too?
"Zayn?" The raven haired man nodded for Harry to continue.
"Mhm?"
"What about Liam? What's going to happen between you two? What about his
parents?" The alpha ran a hand through his sleek black hair as he puffed out a
breath through pursed lips and looked away from Harry's eyes.
"I'm in the same boat as you, man. I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do. We
can figure it out together though, yeah?" He looked back up into the other
boy's green eyes. The taller alpha nodded his head and reached up to pull the
other into a tight embrace.
"We're so screwed."
"Yup."
***
Harry sulked down the dirt path towards Simon's office. Upon passing Louis'
cabin, Harry noticed Liam at the door, creaking it open slowly and sticking his
head out. He turned and said something to Lou before turning back and exiting,
closing the door shut tight behind him.
The alpha was grateful that the young boy was delivering that food to Louis,
and he would've stopped him to tell him such if he wasn't positive that the
omega still smelled like Louis and heat. Instead, Harry walked a little faster
and promised himself that he would thank Liam later once the smell wore off.
Harry continued his trudge towards Simon's office and once he got there, he
stopped and stared at the door. Mentally preparing himself for the worst, he
twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open.
***** Chapter 14 *****
Chapter Notes
     Jesus. It's been so long. I hope this isn't too bad?
"Ah! Harry, finally!" Harry stood at the doorway as fear started to slowly seep
into his being. Simon had a small, polite smile, but the younger alpha could
see the hesitance behind his eyes. He was in serious trouble for sure.
"Come in, I was just going out to find you." Harry nodded mutely and trailed
behind the director of the camp. Simon led them into a more private room and
shut the door behind them before locking it.
"Please take a seat." Harry complied quickly as to try to avoid further
punishment.
"So Harry," the man took a seat behind his desk and sighed before continuing,
"you've been with us for six years, all of which I have been director here.
You've been so good. You've never slipped up after that first rut you had. Why
now? I truly care about you, son. I hate to see you so reckless. Please explain
in some way that will somehow make me see why you did what you did."
By this point, Harry was squirming uncomfortably in his chair. He really
couldn't explain why he did what he did without Simon thinking he was crazy. He
wouldn't understand his feelings for the small omega.
"Here me out, okay?" His superior nodded, signaling him to continue.
"I love him, I really do. He's my soulmate and-"
"Harry." Simon nodded his head, already giving up on Harry.
"No please, trust me I do. He's so perfect and sweet and small and beautiful."
"Harry, did you ever think that maybe these feelings are just one-sided?"
All at once, the alpha's stomach sunk, his head spun, his world crashed. That
couldn't be possible. His thoughts whipped around in his head, that nagging
doubt seeming more and more possible.
How could that be true? He wanted me, he begged for me.
He was in his heat, you idiot. Of course he did.
But it was more than that to him, it had to be.
Why should it mean anything? You two didn't bond. You were too much of a coward
to actually go through with it.
Harry's hands had subconsciously started pulling at his hair. He felt a hand on
his shoulder and looked up to see that Simon had rounded his desk and was
staring at him worriedly. Still, he kept tearing Harry's world down piece by
piece.
"We need to tell his mother, Harry. She won't be happy. Once Louis' heat blows
over, we need to call her down and tell her. There's a high chance that she'll
want to press charges against you for rape and for endangering the welfare of a
minor and who knows what else. The courts won't go easy on you."
"No, no, no, he's mine-"
"Harry, that's not the real problem here. You can go to jail for years because
of this. You're so young. Don't do this to yourself." The idea of jail time
didn't even register in Harry's head. He was still stuck on the fact that Louis
might not have wanted him.
Simon grabbed his shoulders and forced him to make eye contact. Harry's eyes
were wide and he almost looked insane, yet the older man didn't even blink.
"Harry, I'm telling you this because I care about you. You need to leave."
Harry was so so upset and didn't have time to figure out what Simon meant.
"What are you talking about? Simon, they'll just come to my house. Why would I
leave? That's ridiculous. Louis is here. I need to stay here." For the first
time in forever, Harry saw vulnerability in the elder's eyes. His eyes begged
Harry to listen.
"Harry, I may be your boss, but you're like a son to me. I don't want you to
get hurt. You don't deserve this. They won't believe that you actually love
him."
"I do!"
"Either way, leave. Get out of here. Stay with a friend and say a few goodbyes
and get out of here."
The anger burst in Harry and he jumped to his feet locking eyes with Simon,
"I said no! I'm not leaving and that's final. Whatever happens to me happens. I
need to make sure Louis will be okay."
I need to make sure he really wanted it, wanted me.
Harry shook his head and continued, "Simon, listen. I know you care about me. I
know that you think leaving is my best option. But I physically can't. Louis is
already becoming my world and I can't let him go. I need to stay." Simon shook
his head sadly, wishing he could just convey the severity of the situation to
the stubborn boy.
"I don't understand your infatuation with this child. There is no way you can
love a boy so young. So immature. Why, he's just barely had his first heat!
You're just making more unnecessary trouble for you and this boy. He doesn't
need it and neither do you." Simon just wasn't getting it and it was beginning
to frustrate Harry.
"I don't care what you say. I don't care the dangers. I'm staying." Harry's
eyes became hard and a cold gleam glazed over them, surprising the elder. Harry
was always so sweet and caring that seeing him like this was both surprising
and disconcerting to the older man. He returned to his chair behind the desk.
"Harry, please listen-"
"No, my decision is final." Simon sighed and leaned back in his chair.
"Harry, if you refuse to cooperate, I will be forced to give you an ultimatum."
The young alpha simply stood his ground with a clenched jaw and a determined
heart waiting for the director of the camp to continue speaking. Simon sighed
and continued,
"leave by tomorrow night or be forced off the premises at the hands of the
authorities." Harry's jaw dropped.
Simon wouldn't do that, he couldn't! He was just talking about how much Harry
was like a son to him and then he turns and threatens to call the cops?
The counselor looked at his employer completely affronted before huffing and
turning to stalk towards the door. Grabbing the brass doorknob he yanked the
old wooden structure nearly off its frame before spinning around to face his
elder once again.
"I won't let you do this. I swear to you, I will find a way to make this work."
Simon shook his head a final time watching the lanky figure storm out of the
office. Sighing, he slouched in his chair and leaned his elbows on the desk,
rubbing at his temples to alleviate his oncoming migraine.
"Oh, Harry."
***
"This is all you will need. Just don't let any alphas back in here once we're
gone. Stay calm and you'll be just fine, kiddo."
Louis tore his gaze from the slightly intimidating alpha as he was handed what
felt like a cardboard box. He focused back on his lover for just long enough to
note the desperate look in his eye before his attention was stolen once again
with a gruff, "hey," from the alpha hovering above him.
Louis was shivering from need and barely coherent so when the vaguely familiar
man speaking to him told him to lock the door behind him, all he could manage
was a nod.
Next thing Louis knew, he was watching as his alpha was being shoved out the
door and then the door slammed shut. He was all alone now and in the middle of
his heat. What was he suspected to do without an alpha?
Suppressing his need to furiously grind down onto the cool, welcoming sheets of
his bed, he shakily stood and took a hesitant step towards the door. As much as
he didn't want to make it harder for Harry to get to him, he felt compelled to
follow the elder alpha's orders. With a click, the door was shut and locked and
Louis was already running towards the bed again, panting and needing relief.
He spared a look in the shoebox, not really giving it thought until he did a
double take when he saw its contents.
Inside was what looked like the biggest silicone dick he'd ever seen(though not
as big as Harry's) along with a little bottle of lube(unnecessary?), a folded,
fluffy towel(to help with the cleanup?), a little spray bottle(the sticker said
scent neutralizer. Seemed handy), and two or so bottles of water(aka not nearly
enough to cool down his scorching body).
Throwing everything but the dildo aside, he hopped up on his knees and
positioned the fake penis under him and circled his hole before sinking down.
He dropped lower and lower and when he was nearly all the way down, he felt a
bulge at the bottom and sighed happily at the prospect of a knot, fake or not.
Finally, after four unsatisfying orgasms that were fairly painful due to the
absence of a true alpha to care for him, he collapsed down onto the bed.
For some reason, Louis felt fresh tears spring into his eyes. But they weren't
because of his desperation like before. No, now it was something more raw;
something pulling on his heart strings. As he gently pulled the toy out of his
aching, puffy hole, tears began running down his face. He threw the soaked
silicone to the side(while making sure to keep it within reach) and turned on
his side and began to cry harder.
The omega just wanted an alpha to hold him as he curled into a ball under the
sheets. He already missed Harry's touch. Yes, his body urgently needed an alpha
to care for him at such a vulnerable time in his life, and yes, Harry fit that
description. But there was something else about the older boy. Something that
made Louis feel special and precious and whole when the older male was around.
Louis knew it wasn't just a biological drive that made him want Harry. It was
something deeper. This would probably explain why, as Louis cried himself to
sleep lonely and pitiful, the name that fell from his lips as he drifted into
unconsciousness was none other than Harry's.
***
Harry's tall body crashed through trees as he tried to get to the lakeside
where he knew Zayn was.
He needed to tell Zayn what happened; he just had to. Maybe he needed to get to
him so desperately because he wanted to warn him for Liam's sake or maybe he
was just scared, but either way nothing was stopping him as he bound through
the woods.
Just as he was about to break the treeline, he stopped abruptly. All of the
sudden, rational thoughts found their way back into his mind and he froze.
Collecting himself, he tucked in his shirt, combed his fingers through his hair
and slowed his breathing. The last thing he needed was to seem like a right
mess and frighten all the camp goers. Brushing dirt off of his knees from when
he fell, he stood up straight and calmly walked towards his friend.
He waited for Zayn to finish his demonstration on knot tying before pulling him
to the side. As soon as they were in the clear and out of sight of campers, the
calmer alpha's eyebrows furrowed and he placed a comforting hand on Harry's
shoulder.
"How'd it go, mate?"
Harry didn't know where to start. Hell, he barely even knew whether he was
about to shout or cry. Apparently his anger outweighed his sadness, however,
when he starting shouting about Simon and how unfair everything was.
In the middle of his rant, Zayn grabbed his elbow and brought him further into
the woods so that Harry's shouts were less likely to be heard. He simply nodded
along to Harry's yelling, quietly understanding and Harry took a moment to
appreciate how great of a friend Zayn was before something hit him.
"Zayn?" Harry stopped shouting so abruptly that the other boy was even more
concerned.
"Yeah, bro?" The raven-haired lad took a step toward him when Harry didn't say
anything, just stared off into space for a few seconds.
"Haz?" His curly head whipped so quickly to look at Zayn that he physically
took a step back.
"What was in that box, Z?" Zayn's face morphed into a look of confusion.
"What box?" Harry took a step forward, almost scaring the other alpha. He flung
his arms about, shouting, "the one Simon gave to Lou! What was in there?"
Zayn's confusion only increased as he stuttered out a response.
"Uh- I don't- I don't know man. Why?"
Harry grabbed his shoulders, "think, what could be in there?"
Zayn was put off because 1) Harry was acting like an absolute loon and 2) there
was a glint in his eye that told Zayn he actually knew what was in the mystery
box. It almost seemed as if the frantic alpha had a certain suspicion that he
just didn't want confirmed.
Hesitantly, Zayn thought of something that could have been in the box and
slowly formulated a response.
"Maybe it was, like, one of those omega heat kits? You know, the ones they have
on planes with the wipes and dildos-" Harry's eyes bugged out at that point as
he repeated, "dildos??"
"Yeah, they usually have those in-"
"No. Louis deserves more than some fake dick. He needs to be taken care of. He
shouldn't have to take care of himself. He needs me." At that, Harry started
off in the direction of Louis' cabin.
Zayn realized what was happening and his eyes bugged out, chasing Harry as the
other boy took off towards the woods. "Hazza! No, not again! Slow down!"
Harry's long legs carried him quickly and Zayn was hopeless to keep up.
He had to stop and brace his hands on his knees, doubling over. His vision was
blurry from the exertion and he could faintly make out Harry's form in the
distance, breaking the tree-line.
"Oh shit."
End Notes
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     alpha/beta/omega dynamics sooooo yeah. Thanks for reading! :)
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