A/N: Thank you to all of you, who have reviewed and added my story to your alerts and favourites! I feel like the world's worst author with my updates. I found this chapter very hard to write, I wrote the first 2,000 words no problem then I lost momentum and decided to leave it a few days and go back to it. That was a bad idea, now I feel as though the chapter is disjointed and rubbish *pouts*.
ALL mistakes are my OWN!
I do NOT own Glee or Harry Potter
There will be slight OOC on Harry's part
Warnings: Boy/Boy action, swearing, and all that other 'adult' stuff. I'll warn you if anything major happens in the chapter. Oh slight cross-dressing on Kurt's part and a lot of cross-dressing on Harry's part.
Pairings: Noah (Puck)/Harry or Putter as I like to name them, Klaine, Finchel, Bartie, Tike and I have no idea who to pair Sam, Mercedes, Santana and Quinn with.
"Speech"
'Thoughts/ Dreams'
"Phone Conversation/ Singing"
'Flash Back'
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Chapter Twelve: Lust
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Lust:
1. Intense or unrestrained sexual craving.
2.
a. An overwhelming desire or craving: a lust for power.
b. Intense eagerness or enthusiasm: a lust for life.
3. Obsolete Pleasure; relish.
intr.v. lust·ed, lust·ing, lusts
To have an intense or obsessive desire, especially one that is sexual
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Harry could not believe his luck, or lack of, he thought that because he was no longer at Hogwarts that the injuries that he would occur would dramatically decrease. The slight throbbing coming from his ankle told him otherwise.
'I guess I really am just that accident prone'
He leaned forward and poked his ankle in curiosity, the pain had lessened due to the ice that was now covering his ankle and his foot was beginning to feel numb. He continued to poke the numb flesh, marvelling at the abilities of ice. The numbness prevented him from feeling any pain at all.
Blaine stood in Harry's bedroom doorway rolling his eyes at his younger brother.
"What on earth on you doing?"
Harry jolted in shock and whipped his head up to glare at Blaine.
"Stop making me jump, I think we've all realised by now what happens when someone makes me jump"
Blaine flushed guiltily and rubbed the back of his neck. "Harry I really am sorry" He stated as he made his way further into the room and sat himself down next to Harry's propped up foot.
It was Harry's turn to roll his eyes. "Oh hush; it wasn't a dig at you, silly." He reached down and patted Blaine's arm. "And stop apologising" He accompanied this with a slap to Blaine's arm.
Blaine gasped in mock horror and started to rub his arm. "You're so mean to me Harry" He pouted and his lower lip began to tremble.
Harry just burst out laughing, falling back onto the mound of pillows behind him. Blaine's lip quirked and he (gently) dived onto the bed next to his brother and proceeded to tickle him. Harry started shrieking with laughter and started squirming to try and get out of Blaine's grasp.
Harry's laughter was infectious and Blaine couldn't help but join in with Harry's laughter, but that didn't stop him from continuing the tickle attack.
"No! Please Blaine stop, I'll wet myself" Harry gasped between laughter.
Blaine smirked as though contemplating whether or not it'd be worth continuing to tickle Harry, to the point that Harry was really worried that he would indeed wet himself, but thankfully Blaine stopped.
Harry sighed in relief, his ribs and stomach had started to ache from all the laughing.
"Thank you, for a moment I was really worried that you wouldn't stop"
Blaine just chuckled "Well it was tempting not to, but then I don't think any of us wanted to see you wet yourself"
Harry just stuck his tongue out in way of a reply.
Blaine chose to ignore Harry and made a show of getting comfortable on Harry's bed, snuggling into the soft quilt and pillows.
"What do you think you're doing? You have a perfectly good bed in your room" Harry attempted to shove Blaine off of the bed but found the task difficult due to his ankle (and strength) preventing him from really doing anything more than a nudge.
"Oooh that showed me" Blaine mocked as he snuggled further into the bed.
Harry resigned himself to having to share his bed with his brother and copied Blaine and snuggled into his comfy bed.
Rose found them an hour later when she came up to check on Harry and her heart melted at the sight of her two sons snuggled together on the bed.
She quietly entered the room and crept up to the bed and she slowly removed the melting ice pack, thanking the fact that she thought to wrap a towel around it. She placed the melted ice pack and towel on the bedside table and made sure that Harry's foot was still at least slightly elevated. After closing the blinds she gently tugged the blanket up from the end of the bed and placed it over her sleeping boys and placed a kiss to each of their foreheads. Turing off the light and picking up the ice pack she backed her way slowly out of the room.
"Goodnight my princes'" She whispered as she closed the door.
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Harry woke up to someone messing with his hair, after blinking a few times to try and clear his vision he looked up and saw that Hedwig was preening his hair with her beak. He reached up a hand and gently stroked her soft feathers, his eyes full of affection.
"Hey Girl" He greeted getting a soft coo in return. Hedwig stopped her ministrations on Harry's hair and gently nipped his ear which was one of her own ways of showing affection. Harry had lost track on the number of times that Hedwig 'groomed' his hair and had long since stopped trying to stop her from doing it. Deeming her job done Hedwig flew over to her perch and promptly stuck her head under her wings to sleep.
Harry turned to look at his alarm clock and noticed that it was only half five.
He groaned in slight frustration "You couldn't have woken me up a little later?" He questioned his owl as he scooted himself up into a sitting position, trying to be mindful of a still sleeping Blaine.
Harry decided to study his ankle and noticed that the ice pack was missing. Harry smiled as he realised it must have been their mom who removed the ice and covered them with the blanket.
Harry prodded his ankle and noticed with slight satisfaction that the swelling had dramatically gone down and it didn't hurt as much as yesterday. Deciding to try and test how much weight his ankle could take, Harry slowly swung his legs over the side of the bed and eased his feet down onto his soft carpet. Using the bedside table as support Harry slowly stood, his left leg immediately taking the majority of his weight.
Harry let out a breath and made his way towards his bathroom, walking with a limp. It wasn't as painful as he thought it would be, but his ankle still throbbed lightly in pain. Harry figured that a couple of pain killers would help with that, but he'd have to ask his mom first.
After finishing his business in the bathroom Harry made his way back towards his bed and promptly dropped himself on it, causing the bed to bounce slightly.
Blaine shifted in his sleep and groaned as the movement woke him up.
He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and turned to glare at his smiling brother.
"Morning" Chirped Harry as he sat on his bed letting his injured ankle hang off the edge.
"What time is it?" Blaine asked his voice rough from sleep.
Harry turned to look at the clock "It is five-fifty!" Harry giggled as Blaine groaned again and pulled a pillow over his head.
"Come on BB, rise and shine" Harry sang, giggling as Blaine threw the pillow at him and missed.
"Why did you wake me up this early?" Blaine grumbled as he turned over onto his stomach and pressed his face into the pillows.
"I didn't actually mean to wake you, but meh" Harry shrugged "You'd be getting up in a bit anyway"
"Not till at least seven!" Blaine mumbled.
"Opps" Harry giggled and bounced on the bed and then threw himself on top of his brother's back.
"Oomph!" Blaine gasped at the unexpected weight pressing him further into the bed.
He turned his head to the side to see Harry giggling and smiling down at him and Blaine cursed mentally, he couldn't be mad at his brother when he was like this.
"You're just lucky that I love you" He started to push himself up and Harry slid off of his back and rolled to the edge of the bed and stood up.
"And I love you BB!" Harry leaned over the bed and wrapped his arms around his brother in a hug, snuggling into the embrace for a few seconds, he kissed his brothers cheek, stood up and turned around and limped towards the bathroom to have a shower and get ready for school.
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Harry finished rinsing out the conditioner in his hair and turned the shower off and wrapping himself up in one of his biggest, fluffiest towels. After drying himself off and moisturising his body with his body cream he pulled on his dressing gown and stepped out into his bedroom, seeing that Blaine had left Harry made his way over to his closet.
After looking at his clothes for five minutes Harry decided on wearing leggings as he needed something stretchy to go over his ankle and he needed something that wouldn't dig into it as well.
Harry pulled out a pair of black leggings, his freedom vest and a cropped, black leather jacket. He tossed his clothes onto the bed and went to his chest of draws. He had to wear panties if he wanted to wear leggings, as boxers would show up against the material.
He pulled on the underwear and his leggings, mindful of his ankle and then pulled his vest on, thankful that it was long and stopped just past his arse at the top of his thighs.
He looked up when there was a knock on the door.
"Come in" Harry called and smiled as his mom's head poked round the door.
She frowned as she saw him dressed "Harry, dear do you think it might be better if you didn't go to school today? You're supposed to rest your ankle for forty-eight hours" Rose stated worriedly as she walked towards her son.
"Mom, don't worry I'll be fine, I can walk and everything. As long as I have a couple of pain killers I should be fine" Harry sat on his bed and looked up at Rose and smiled.
Rose huffed and smiled back "Alright you can go in, but I'm driving you. I do not want you to drive with that ankle"
"Sounds fair"
Rose sat on the bed and lifted up the first aid kit she bought in with her "Now let me wrap up that ankle".
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Once Harry had his ankle wrapped he let his mother put his socks on at her insistence and watched as she gathered his school bag and jacket on the bed and went over to his closet to pick out his shoes.
She came out with a pair of over the ankle boots that were charcoal grey in colour and had a series of chunky buckles on the side. They were lined with such a soft material and they were in Rose's words "roomy enough so it wouldn't aggravate his ankle".
His Dad came into the room just as Rose had finished putting on Harry's boots.
"I think Harry's old enough to dress himself" He chuckled.
"Thank you Dad!" Harry exclaimed "See, Dad thinks the same as me. I am fully capable of dressing myself" He crossed his arms in triumph.
"Sush, you. Allow me to spoil you; I can't not dote on my children when they're ill or injured"
Harry just rolled his eyes and shook in head smiling.
Rose turned to Jackson "Actually I'm glad you're here, I need you to help Harry down the stairs"
Harry and his Dad shared a look; there was no use in arguing with Rose.
Jackson walked towards Harry and lifted his youngest son into his arms, Harry shrieked at the sudden move.
"A little warning next time would be great!" He smacked his Dad's arm when he laughed.
Jackson just bounced his arms, making Harry cling on in fear of being dropped "Careful Harry, I might drop you if you do that" He joked as he walked down the stairs.
"You are mean, I want Blaine back, he was nicer when he gave me a piggy back ride" Harry pouted.
"BLAINE, COME SAVE ME!"
Blaine appeared at the top of the stairs dressed in his uniform and started to walk next to his mom on the stairs, who was carrying Harry's jacket and bag.
Blaine ignored Harry's puppy dog eyes "Nope, I don't think I will. You woke me up insanely early!" Blaine sniggered at Harry's affronted look.
"I thought you forgave me for that" Harry said over his Dad's shoulder.
Blaine just smirked, Harry pouted and their parents just laughed at them in fond amusement.
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Rose pulled up outside of McKinley and put the car in park and threw Harry a glare when she saw him reaching for the car door.
Harry put his arms up in surrender and waited for his mom to open the door for him.
"You know I haven't lost the function in the rest of my body, I'm fully capable of opening a car door" Harry stated as Rose opened his door.
"Harry, you could barely climb up in here, Blaine had to help you up onto the seat. I am not allowing you to get out of this car by yourself, god knows what would happen" She held out her arm to her youngest son and allowed him to use her for support in getting out of the car.
After a good few minutes Harry (with the Help of Rose) managed to get out of the car without damaging himself further.
Rose went to the back seat after Harry propped himself up against the car door, texting Sam to come and help him to the building. He in no way wanted his mom to walk him into the school.
"Here's your bag sweetie" Rose knew better than to put the bag around Harry and let him put it on himself.
"Now you're all set. Don't forget the pain killers are in your bag, make sure to eat something before you take them though, I've put plenty of snacks, as well as your lunch in the bag so you won't have to queue to get lunch. I've also put some money in your bag in case you want to buy a different drink to the one I've given you and-"
"Mom!" Harry exclaimed as he interrupted her speech.
Rose sent Harry a sheepish look "I'm sorry, I'm just worried about you"
Harry rolled his eyes but pulled his mom into a brief hug "I'll be fine mother dearest, don't worry and besides Sam will look after me"
"Will I?"
Mother and son turned towards the new voice to see Sam standing near the front of the car.
"Yes, yes you will" Harry stated as he smiled at his friend, Sam just huffed and playfully rolled his eyes.
"If I have to" He whined as he moved to Harry's side and wrapped an arm around his waist to help him walk.
"See you later mom, love you" Harry called over his shoulder as Sam led him away, towards the school building.
"Bye Harry" Rose called back as she shook her head at her son and his friend.
"So, how did this happen?" Sam asked as he gestured with his free hand towards Harry's injured foot.
"My dear brother made me jump and I fell and twisted it" Harry said as he limped up the steps.
Sam snorted "Seriously? You jumped and fell; I was expecting a different answer than that"
"Oh, I'm sorry let me rephrase that; I fell over after doing a dangerous stunt of some sort. Is that more to your liking?" Harry stated sarcastically as they stopped in front of their lockers.
Sam nodded "Yes, I approve of that"
Harry just elbowed him after Sam had opened his locker for him.
"What sort of treatment is that? Here I am helping you out of the goodness of my heart and this is how I get repaid?" Sam sniffed "And you still haven't kissed my booboo from yesterday"
"You're still hung up on that? Really?"
"At least pretend to sound as though you care about your bestest friend in the whole wide world"
Harry raised his eye brow "I didn't realise that you were four Samuel"
Sam crossed his arms and pouted "You're so mean to me Harry. I thought you loved me!" Sam raised his voice for the last part of the sentence causing students who were watching them or passing by to start frantically whispering to each other.
Harry sighed and shook his head "Oh great, can we not go just one day where people don't spread rumours about us?"
Sam dropped to his knees and grasped one of Harry's hands in both of his "Are you saying that our love isn't real? But Harry I thought our love was deep and meaningful and passionate and real and-"
"Okay Sam, I get it, now stop it" Harry laughed as he tried to tug Sam up from the ground "You know I think you like the fact that they spread rumours, and I think you enjoy causing them"
Sam stood back up and slung his arm across Harry's shoulders "I resent such an accusation" He smirked as he walked Harry to his first class.
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The glee club that day decided to have lunch in the choir room as glee was in the period just after lunch.
The majority of the club was already there having all packed a lunch just for this occasion.
They were just waiting on Sam and Harry when they burst through the door, with Harry on Sam's back.
"Sam, slow down" Harry giggled as Sam quickly spun in a circle causing Harry to burst out laughing and to cling on tighter to Sam.
Sam finally stopped and faced the rest of the glee club.
"Hey guys" he greeted as he walked over to the chairs and turned to safely let Harry drop into one.
"Erm, hey" Mercedes replied with confusion.
Sam plonked down in the seat next to Harry and started rifling through his rucksack, which Harry carried for him, for his lunch.
Harry reached for the empty chair that was next to him and was struggling trying to reach it when Noah placed it directly in front of his chair, took of his letterman jacket and balled it up and placed it on the seat and lifted Harry's right leg up and placed it on the improvised pillow.
Harry blushed and stuttered out a thanks and Noah smirked in return and dropped down into the seat next to Harry, slinging his arm over the back of Harry's chair.
"So, want to tell the room why you've been limping around all day" Noah smirked at Harry and waggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Harry rolled his eyes "Get your head out of the gutter Noah"
"I think that'll be a hard task, he practically lives in it"
Harry looked over at one of the blonde girls and guessed that it was Quinn.
"It ain't a bad place to be" Noah shrugged.
"Oh, err well I fell over and twisted it at home last night and now I can't exactly walk unaided" Seeing their concerned expressions he hurried to continue "It's not that bad really, I've had way worse happen to me"
Harry suddenly stopped talking; he really knew how to put his foot (Harry mentally rolled his eyes at the irony) in it.
The whole of New Directions stared at Harry in shock, their stares causing Harry to shift nervously in his seat.
"What?" He questioned as he looked up from his lap.
"What do you mean that you've been hurt worse before?"
Harry looked over at Sam and saw the concern the blond teen was feeling.
"Erm, well I only meant that I've had like a broken arm and stuff" Harry was not a very good liar.
'Does having your bones vanished from your arm count as broken?'
Kurt leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms "How are we supposed to do our duet now?"
"Maybe you could just dance around me?" Harry shrugged with a smile; he looked past Noah to Kurt who was sitting a couple a seats away.
Kurt shook his head "No, I have an idea of what we can do" He tapped his chin in thought.
Harry bounced slightly in his chair "What is it?"
Kurt just smirked "I'll tell you in Glee"
Harry mock gasped "You Sir, are cruel"
"Whatever gave you that idea?" Kurt and Harry shared a look and giggled at their banter.
"Harry, I think you better lay off the pain meds"
Harry turned around to face Sam "Why? They make me feel better"
"They make you slightly hyper" Sam shoved the last bite of his sandwich in his mouth. "You've been gigglier today" He said around his mouthful of food.
"At least pretend that you actually know what manners are" Harry stated as he watched as his nose wrinkled in disgust watching the food roll around his best friend's mouth and unable to look away
Sam just chuckled at Harry's reaction and went back to his lunch.
Harry just shook his head and dragged his bag towards his lap and fished out his own lunch and his pain medication, before he could take any though the packet was snatched from his hand.
"Noah, give them back" Harry leaned across the mohawked teen and tried to grab the tablets but Noah just moved them further out of his reach.
"Noah" Harry pouted as he gave up and crossed his arms.
"I don't think so babe, you need to eat something before you take these"
"No I don't" Harry shook his head and looked into Noah's gorgeous brown eyes. Harry instantly found himself lost in the deep pools of chocolate and he couldn't tear his eyes away. How was he supposed to resist throwing himself on Noah, when Noah looked so sexy?
Harry was jolted out of his fantasy starring Noah when said teen shook the packet at Harry.
"It clearly states, right here" Noah pointed to the writing on the back of the box "Do not take on an empty stomach"
Harry grabbed at the packet and looked down at where Noah was pointing, trying to cover his blush. Harry read the back and saw what Noah had said.
"Oh, oops" Harry giggled "Well thank you for telling me Noah" He gently tugged the packet out of Noah's grasp, trying to ignore the jolt he felt when their hands brushed together.
Noah shrugged and leaned back in his seat "No problem" He was so close to just grabbing Harry and smashing their lips together, he shoved his hands in his pockets to try and prevent them from reaching out and dragging Harry onto his lap.
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"Harry when are you going to kiss my booboo better" Sam pouted at Harry.
"Is he still going on about that?" Artie asked as he looked up from strumming his guitar.
Everyone had finished their lunch and were waiting until Mr Schue arrived for Glee to begin.
Sam just continued to pout "Harry needs to make it better"
"Oh for Merlin's sake" Harry leaned over tugged Sam's top up and kissed his friend's very defined abs. He pushed himself up and looked at Sam.
"Better?" He asked, smirking at the slight look of shock on the blonde's face.
Sam saw the smirk and instantly wiped the shocked look of his face.
"Yes thank you, I very much enjoyed your lips on my abs" He smirked as Harry blushed and spluttered slightly.
Harry missed the look of pure jealousy that was displayed on Noah's face.
"Sam, you're just…" Harry trailed off, not knowing what to call Sam.
"I'm just am I? Well thanks" He chirped in reply.
Harry stuck his tongue out and crossed his arms.
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"Right guys just split up into your groups and continue practising for our mini competition" Mr Schuester announced as he entered the choir room.
Everyone broke off from the main group and took up different places in the room.
Kurt sat down next to Harry "So I've decided on what we should do"
"Oh, I'm finally allowed to know what our performance will be?"
"Yes, it was a tough decision on whether or not I could trust you, but I finally decided that I could"
"Well I'm glad that you could trust me, your partner for this competition"
They burst out into giggles, no longer able to keep up their 'straight' faces.
"Anyway I've decided that we'll perform sitting down on stools, that way you won't risk hurting your ankle further-"
"Wait, my ankle will be fine by then, I want to dance" Harry exclaimed.
Kurt just stared at Harry, a no on the tip of his tongue but he saw Harry's puppy dog eyes and his resolve practically melted.
"Fine" Kurt sighed "I think we can do a routine that allows you to move but not too strenuous"
"Yes, you're the best Kurtie"
Kurt just rolled his eyes, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Glee passed by quickly and the bell rang shrilly to alert students that it was the end of the period. Another bell will ring in five minutes to tell students that they should be in their next class.
Harry waved goodbye to Kurt and the others and wondered how he was going to get to his next class.
"Yo babe, I'll be your transport to art" Noah stood by the bottom of Harry's injured foot.
Harry sighed on relief "Thank Merlin, I thought I'd have to get there by myself.
"Well, just call me your Knight in Shining armour" Noah joked as he gently placed Harry's foot on the floor and shrugged his now creased letterman jacket on.
Noah swung his bag as well as Harry's onto his shoulder and reached out for Harry.
Harry grasped both of Noah's hands and let the strong teen lift him up from his chair.
"So how are we-" Harry let out a slight shriek as he was lifted, bridal style into Noah's strong arms.
"Noah, warn a guy" Harry tried to look affronted but his slight blush ruined the effect he was trying to pull.
Noah smirked at Harry and proceeded to walk out of the choir room. The hallways were thankfully deserted as Noah carried Harry down the hall. They didn't have far to go and when they reached the classroom door Noah carefully placed Harry on his feet and wrapped an arm around the slim shoulders.
Harry leaned against Noah barely resisting snuggling into his side.
"Yo Miss P sorry we're late" Noah all but swaggered in the room, helping Harry to their seats.
Miss Paige just looked at Harry's limping form and frowned "I hope everything's alright Harry"
Harry plonked down in his chair and flashed a smile to his art teacher "Yeah, I just sprained my ankle last night. Noah was helping me out; it's kind of a chore for me to walk unaided at the moment"
"Right, well if you need to go to the nurse or need help don't hesitate to ask. Now class today I think we should sketch! I want you to do portraits of the person you're sitting next to"
Half the class groaned "Yes Heather that does sound fun!" The teacher stated half smirking at the class.
"Now we all have our sketch pads, right?" The class nodded "Good, now I start" She turned on her heel and plonked herself down in her chair, grabbed a sketch pad and a pencil and propped her feet up on her desk, her heavy brown boots making a dull thump as they connected with the wood.
Noah turned to look at Harry and smiled as he watched the small teen tuck an errant strand of his hair behind a delicate ear. He'd never felt such strong attraction to anyone, hell he was a 'Wham, Bam thank you Mam' type of bloke but looking at Harry now, watching as he fought with his hair, trying to get to behave he wanted Harry, not just his body but the whole of him.
"Do I have something on my face" Harry jolted Noah out of his staring, Noah thanked god that he didn't blush easily.
"No but you can have something on your face" Noah mock leered causing Harry to chuckle slightly.
"As tempting as that sounds, I'm going to have to pass" He flipped his sketch pad open "Now I can't guarantee that this portrait will look good, so don't laugh when you see the finished piece okay" Harry paused "And please don't be offended"
Noah laughed "I'll try not to be"
They readied themselves and got lost in drawing each other. Now Noah didn't like to advertise the fact that he took art, he got enough slack of the other jocks by being in Glee so he didn't exactly tell anyone that art was one of his passions, he loved it as much as his guitar, which was a lot. Noah had a whole array of sketch pads and pencils in his room and he was pretty badass at art.
He also had already drawn Harry before, in the privacy of his room, but he wasn't about to admit that to anyone. He already knew what Harry looked like from memory, had sketched it him quite a few times. He was absolutely enthralled by Harry and Harry didn't even know it.
Noah looked up from his book to see Harry staring at him, their eyes locked. Green clashed with brown; they were slowly leaning towards each other, the distance between them getting smaller and smaller. Their lips were so close to touching, just a little bit further and they'd be kissing.
'BBBRIIIINGGGG'
They both jumped at the sound and Harry quickly drew away, a blush gracing his cheeks.
"Well class I'd like you to continue this for homework. I expect a full portrait by Friday's class"
Noah smirked "Looks like you and me are going to spend more time with each other"
Harry laughed nervously.
…..
"Mom, you don't need to pick me up, I need to go to a friend's to do homework for art"
"Homework? Is that what you kids are calling it these days?"
"Mom!"
"Kidding! Well sort of. So what does this homework involve hmm?"
Harry just placed his face in his hand "Oh just loud kinky sex" He stated sarcastically, he ignored Noah's raised brow.
"Is that all? Sounds quite tame, well as long as you and this other guy are safe"
"God Mom!" Harry exclaimed as he leaned against his locker. The hallway was empty due to the fact that Harry was excused from P.E and that Noah decided to skip Maths.
"No honey, I'm not God" Her laugh trickled out of the phone. "So is this guy going to be dropping you off after the loud kinky sex?"
Harry just sighed and rolled his eyes "Yes Mom after me and Noah have loud kinky sex he'll drop me back home"
Noah smirked "We're going to have loud kinky sex? Don't mind if I do" Noah pulled Harry flush against his chest and wrapped his arms around the small waist.
"Noah" Harry smacked the broad, muscled chest. "You're as bad as my Mom"
Rose's laughter sounded out of the phone "Well I'll leave you and Noah to it then sweetie. Take care of him Noah" She raised her voice at the last few words.
Noah chuckled "Don't worry Mrs Anderson, your son is in capable hands"
"You're both as bad as each other; do you live to embarrass me?"
Rose and Noah just laughed.
"Bye sweetie"
Harry just shook his head and banged his phone against his forehead.
"Well, shall we go have loud kinky sex then?"
Harry suddenly realised that he was still encased in Noah's hold, he pulled away.
"In your dreams"
"Babe, don't you know it"
…..
Seeing that they weren't in their current lessons and they both had a fee period before the end of school they decided to leave now to go to Noah's.
Noah decided to carry Harry again and swept the small teen up into his arms. "Your carriage awaits my lady" He just laughed as Harry smacked the back of his head and carried him out into the parking lot in front of the school.
Noah stopped in front of a red truck and with one hand managed to open the door and place Harry down on the passenger seat. He shut the door after he put both his and Harry's bag on Harry's lap.
He walked around his truck and slid into the drivers set.
He turned the key in the ignition and glanced at Harry "So ready for a ride in the Puckerman Express?"
Harry chose to ignore the comment and plugged his seatbelt in.
The ride to Noah's was spent in silence, though quite a few looks were exchanged between the pair. Harry was watching the route they were going and noticed that Noah lived near Kurt.
They pulled up in front of a modest house with a drive that could fit two cars, which led to a garage. There was also quite a big patch of grass that was directly in front on the house itself with a few children's outdoor toys scattered across it.
Noah helped Harry out of the car and up his front steps and onto a small porch.
Noah quickly jogged down the steps and gathered the toys and walked back up the porch steps.
Seeing Harry's confused look Noah explained "My little sister, Sarah. She was supposed to tidy her toys up." He shook his head as he fished his house key out of his pocket and opened the front door. He gestured Harry to go in first and shut closed the door behind them after they stepped inside the threshold.
Noah dumped the toys in a chest under the coat rack that held an assortment of other toys.
"You can leave your shoes here if you want" Noah kicked his trainers off next the chest where a mat lay that was littered with an array of shoes.
"Erm I...Could you help me take them off?" Harry shuffled nervously on the spot.
Noah just crouched in front of Harry in response. "You may want to use my shoulders for support"
Harry reached out and gripped Noah's shoulders as Noah gently lifted Harry's feet and carefully slid his boots of. He placed them neatly next to his trainers and slowly stood up.
He gazed down at Harry, who gazed back "Thanks"
"You're welcome"
Harry shifted his gaze away from Noah's eyes "So…" Harry trailed off.
Noah just smiled "Come on lets go to my room my sister will be back soon and she'll take control of the T.V. and kick us out of the sitting room."
"Okay" Harry stuttered out as Noah grabbed their school bags and once again swept him up in his arms.
"I'm going to apologise now in advance for the mess"
"I'm sure I've seen worse" Harry thought of Ron's room and smiled fondly at the memory.
"Here's where the magic happens" Noah stated as he kicked open his bedroom door.
Harry snorted in laughter "As if you just said that"
"What's wrong with what I said" Noah placed Harry on his desk chair and plonked down on his bed pouting.
Harry ignored him and looked around the room. The walls were littered with posters of bands Harry had never heard of, and one corner of the room held a few guitars on their stands. It was a typical teenage boy's room; there were clothes spilling out of the hamper next to Noah's closet and a couple of draws on his dresser remained open. Harry's gaze fell on Noah on the bed and he blushed in embarrassment when Noah raised his brow.
"Shall we start our homework?" Harry asked as he pulled out his sketch pad and pencil.
"What the loud kinky sex?" Noah waggled his eye brows and patted the space beside him on the bed.
Harry just tossed his pencil at Noah. Noah caught it and tossed it back smirking at Harry's reaction.
"Just get on with the portrait" Harry stated as he picked up his pencil from his lap.
Noah sighed "Fine" He flipped his pas open and began drawing.
After thirty minutes he was finished but he wasn't about to tell Harry that.
"Fancy a drink?" He asked as he tossed his sketch pad onto the floor.
"Yes please" Harry replied as he placed his pencil on top of his sketch pad on his lap.
"Coke alright?" Harry just nodded and Noah left the room.
Harry spun around on the chair and looked at the cork board above the desk, it was full of pictures of what Harry assumed were his family, there were quite a few of glee club and Harry frowned in confusion when his eyes landed on a sonogram photo, his gaze fell to a photo below it and it was of Noah holding a baby swaddled in a pink blanket.
Harry brushed his fingers over the picture and noticed how happy Noah was in the picture.
There was a cough from the doorway and Harry jumped and flushed guiltily.
"I'm sorry"
Noah just shrugged "No apology needed" He placed two Coke cans down on the desk and looked at the photo of Beth.
"That's Beth, she's my daughter"
Harry gasped "Daughter?" Harry turned his gaze back to the picture and noticed that it was folded in half. "May I?" Harry asked as he gestured to the picture, Noah nodded.
Harry unpinned the picture and folded it out and Harry saw Quinn in a hospital bed.
"You and Quinn had a daughter?"
"Yes, it was a drunken mistake that created the most beautiful creature that I've ever loved"
Harry heard the sadness in Noah's voice and gently folded the picture back in half and pinned it back on the board.
"She is beautiful. What happened?" Harry's heart ached as he looked back at Noah and saw his eyes swimming with tears.
"She was adopted. Quinn never wanted her, but I did. I wanted to keep my baby girl" Noah started to cry and Harry gasped and stood up and threw his arms around Noah.
"Oh Noah" Harry sighed as he wrapped his arms around Noah's neck. Noah leaned down and pulled Harry to him, wrapping his arms around the small waist and placing his head in Harry's neck.
Harry ran his hand down Noah's strip of Harry and started to hum, trying to sooth him.
Noah just clung tighter and nuzzled his face in Harry's neck, causing Harry to feel the cool tears trace his skin.
Harry just continued to hum and stroke Noah's hair. The pair just stood there for a while as Noah slowly calmed down and Harry felt the flow of tears stop. Even after Noah had stopped crying they still stood there hugging each other.
Noah, eventually pulled away, looking embarrassed "I'm sorry, that wasn't very badass eh?" He said as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck.
Harry placed his hands on Noah's chest "Never apologise for that Noah, never. It's okay to cry, and it is very badass to be brave and strong enough to show your emotions"
Noah chuckled slightly and pulled Harry in for another hug, this time he placed his chin on top of Harry's head and Harry rested his head against Noah's chest, hearing the thump, thump, thump of his heart.
Harry pulled his head away and locked his eyes with Noah's. The pair leaned towards each other, Noah leaned down and Harry reached up, standing on tip toe on his uninjured foot and used Noah for support as he avoided putting weight down on his injured one.
Their lips met and Harry sighed at the contact, reaching up to wrap his arms around Noah's neck as Noah's arms slid down to wrap around Harry's slim waist. The kiss was gentle at first, the slow sliding of lips then suddenly the kiss became frantic, the electricity that was present in their last kiss seemed to double in intensity now. Their lips pressed against each other and Noah let his tongue press against the seam of Harry's mouth. Harry moaned and opened his mouth letting their tongues press together, it was hot and heavy and the slide of their lips and tongues became a dance of lust. They broke away only for little gasps of air and dived back in as soon as they could. Noah's hands slid further down Harry's back to his very pleasant and firm arse, he squeezed the globes of flesh, they both moaned out in pleasure. Harry gripped Noah's hair more tightly and tried to press closer to the muscled teen.
Noah pulled Harry tighter against him and let one of his hands slide down and grasp Harry's injured leg hiking it around his hip. Harry pulled his mouth away from Noah's and gasped in pleasure as their erections met, pressing closer.
"Noah" He moaned out as Noah attached his mouth the smooth expanse of skin on Harry's neck and bit gently into the flesh working it between his teeth as he pulled Harry's leg tighter around his hip.
"God Noah!" Harry gasped as they rocked against each other; he pulled Noah away from his neck and smashed their lips back together. Harry was tingling all over his body from the pleasure and Noah was in a similar state, he grabbed at Harry's other leg and pulled it around his waist. The new position caused their erections to push closer together and Harry pushed his face against Noah's neck and moaned into the skin, rocking his hips down into Noah as his legs tightened around Noah's waist.
Noah let out a deep moan and squeezed Harry's arse tighter, he walked them so Harry's back was pressed against the wall and Harry had a fleeting thought that this was very similar to his dream he had about Noah. The thought quickly vanished when Noah rocked against him causing a delicious sizzle of pleasure to run through him at the glorious friction.
"Harry, you're so sexy, do you have any idea how much I want to just tear of your clothes and toss you down onto my bed" Noah growled out as he slowly rocked against Harry, he'd never been as turned on as he was now.
"Noah" Harry stuttered out as he tried to pull Noah in for another kiss.
Noah resisted though "God you turn me on so much Harry, you have no idea"
"I think I do" Harry gasped out as he finally succeeded in bringing Noah in for another kiss. Their rocking became more frantic, the pressure became nearly unbearable in its intensity.
"God, Noah, I think I'm going to"
"Me too" Noah growled as he pressed harder into Harry "Just let go"
Harry felt a pressure building and threw his head back as he fell over the edge, coming in his underwear. Noah let out a groan as he too came, they were both panting and Noah rested his forehead against Harry's.
"I've never done that before" Harry whispered.
"I've never felt like this before" Noah replied, kissing Harry gently.
Harry felt his heart flutter at those words.
"Really?" He asked hopefully.
"Yes"
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"Thank you for dropping me of Noah" Harry ducked his head, he had become really shy around Noah after what happened in the teens room an hour ago.
"Anytime babe" Noah grasped Harry's chin and gently pulled it up and towards him "No need to be shy" He placed a sweet kiss against the still slightly kiss swollen lips.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow"
"Okay" Harry smiled at Noah, receiving on in return.
Noah helped Harry out of the car and up to the front door. He was about to turn back to his car when Harry tugged his arm. He turned around and bent down when Harry tugged his arm and received a kiss. "Goodbye Noah"
Noah smiled "Bye Harry, remember I'll pick you up tomorrow"
He strolled back to his car and waved at Harry as he pulled away.
Harry lent against the door and let a sigh. Yeah what they did today may be considered going to fast but when Harry was around Noah there was this strong pull that he couldn't ignore.
He turned around and unlocked the door and called out a greeting to his family and trekked up to his room he tossed his bag onto the floor and collapsed on his bed, he shifted onto his back and grimaced at the uncomfortable feeling in his knickers.
'So much for resistance'
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Lust:
1. Intense or unrestrained sexual craving.
2.
a. An overwhelming desire or craving: a lust for power.
b. Intense eagerness or enthusiasm: a lust for life.
3. Obsolete Pleasure; relish.
Intr.v. lust·ed, lust·ing, lusts
To have an intense or obsessive desire, especially one that is sexual
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A/N: So how was this chapter? I just couldn't seem to stop writing it! Oooh I have to let you guys know that I went to New York for my holiday this year! WOOO, Lol. It was amazing, I even saw Wicked. I so want to live there, *le sigh* I will one day.
Anyway sorry for the slow update my Duckies, I hope the length *giggles* makes up for it!
R&R, because your comments make my day.