"Oh, no!" Louis gasped, blushing. "I don't want to be in a relationship. I've just never slept with a friend before. Especially not my best friend."
Niall shrugged, smiling. "It's okay. I was already trying to hit up that Harry lad. I hadn't realized that was him. He's so sexy. I can see why Ed got all love-struck. I probably would if the guy gave me a simple blowie."
Louis giggled because Niall was a bit of a whore... But who wasn't these days?
~~~
Louis moved his wide hips to the best of the music, grinding down the pole as a light strained on him. Cheers of men in the crowd egged him on, wanting to please the crowd.
Louis dipped down, leaving his head back and opening his mouth, most likely looking filthy, but it wasn't anything new for the lad.
"Yeah, baby!"
"Work the pole!"
"You make Daddy so proud."
Louis jumped at the familiar voice, locking eyes with the green-eyed man as he spun around the pole. He could feel the flush of his cheeks and the way his hands got clammy around the pole.
Harry just smirked, raising an eyebrow as he backed into the crowd and disappeared. Louis was panicking on the inside, but he kept on with his dance.
Once it was over, Louis darted into the dressing room to change into jeans, which he folded up. He pulled on a light pink tee and white TOMS before brushing his hair out of his eyes and re-coating his lips in bubble-gum Chapstick.
After grabbing his bag, Louis raced to his boss's office, where he explained that he was feeling queasy and had to head home, before darting out of the strip club, hoping Harry wouldn't find him.
Louis looked back a he exited through the back door and ended up falling on his bum.
"Well, well. We shouldn't make this a thing," a deep voice said and Louis grumbled. "How does it go... Oops? Bye," Harry continued in his low, sexy voice.
Louis's blood seemed to boil in boy embarrassment and anger. He was a bit surprised when Harry offers a hand.
Louis took the large hand and stood with great help on Harry's part. He was more shocked by the hand gesture than when Harry pulled Louis close to him, gripping his ass. Is that bad?
"Careful, baby doll. We don't want that beautiful bum of yours bruised up... Yet."
"I can't believe you said that in the club," Louis mumbled, refusing to touch Harry anymore than Harry was touching him.
"What? I was just telling you the truth. You were dancing like a real stripper should."
"I am a stripper," Louis sassed, raising an eyebrow, causing Harry to snicker.
"Your friend, Niall... He's rather interesting. Wanted me to fuck him."
"And you didn't?!" Louis mock-gasped. "How surprising!"
Harry scowled. "I have standards. I try to only fuck my friends, but maybe I should stop. I'm sure Ed gave you his sob story."
"Ed is sweet."
"Ed is pathetic. Spend time with him and he'll fall for you. Ed falls in love rather quickly."
"Ed is nicer than you'll ever be. I'm sure you're jealous of him."
Harry, to Louis's surprise, snickered and gripped at Louis's bun again, causing the older to gasp.
"I'm sure Ed's the jealous one. He'd be even more jealous if you'd have told him about us-"
"We've only slept together once, Harry. You don't control me."
"I'm sure I've given you ideas."
"What do you mean?"
"I saw how you shifted whenever your blonde friend looked at you. You want to have sexy with him, don't you?" Harry asked with a cold laugh.
Louis pulled away from Harry, crossing his arms. "It's creepy how you seem to stalk me. But you're not quite up to point. I already had sex with him- just last night."
It was sort of like a storm, the way it happened.
Harry's calm, confident demeanor vanished and he became rough and angry. His emerald eyes darkened to a forest green almost instantly and his teeth bared.
"That's a rather slutty, sudden choice of you to make, Louis."
"And us sleeping together wasn't?"
Harry gripped Louis's wrist.
"You made a big mistake by telling me about that, doll."
~~~
QOTC:
Do you think Louis's going to regret sleeping with Niall?
What do you think will happen with Ed? Is he really pathetic?
PQOTC:
If you had to eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
MA:
Alfredo. Fuck, I love Alfredo.
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