Strings and Schemes

Chapter 5

AN: Thanks so much for reading Strings and Schemes so far, really excited about where this story is going and the plans I have for it. I'll be updating this every week for the foreseeable future.

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My eyes go wide, reminiscing on Fridays activities. "You got it." I text back.

I sneak off to the bar one more time to take a few shots before undoubtedly getting myself in over my head, in the best of ways. I shoot down a few tequilas, hold the lime and hold the salt, with a beer for a chaser. Louis eyes me from across the coat check and laughs, pointing me and my drinks out to Zayn who joins in on the amusement. I waltzed, or stumble slightly, back over.

Thank god for these spare converse Louis so conveniently left at Harry's after poker earlier this week.

"Oh my god, LOUIS -" I start, finally realizing how deep this plot runs. "When did you first tell Zayn about this?" I say, throwing my index finger back and forth between us.

Louis looks up to the left as if he's recalling something from days long past, "Oh, I don't know. Probably like last week when I first brought it up."

The little shit, he's absolutely lying and he's not hiding it well. Louis looks anywhere but my eyes as Zayn helps me put my coat on, lingering as long as possible. But I am too wrapped up in Louis' ridiculous heist plan to appreciate his touch.

Zayn leans down into the curl of my ear and whispers, "I've known about you for a year, and known you wanted a threesome for at least three months. I've just been trying to convince Louis to let me join you both on a night out for two and a half of those."

I pivot on my foot and come face to face with Zayn's chest, looking up, I say, "Why not all three of those months?"

Zayn smirks, "I couldn't seem desperate now, could I?"

I smile, wanting to taunt him but the desire to run Louis over with my words is much larger. I turn back around, "Louis, did you plant my shoes back at Harrys so that tonight could happen? And if so, when?"

Louis tries his best to avoid me, but I finally use the one thing against him that always works. I silkily strut towards him and when I'm within distance to touch, I slowly bring my fingers up and down his chest to the waist band of his jeans with Zayn watching ever so diligently behind me. I turn my head to catch his eye, before biting my lip and looking longingly at Zayn, then back to Louis as I palm him through his jeans.

"Oh fuckin 'ell, Raina." He mutters. I stop touching him abruptly, widening the distance and put my weight in one hip while tapping my opposite foot. He looks ready to burst with the distance I've wielded between us.

"FINE -" he says, "Zayn thought you were hot forever ago, and I wouldn't share you, and then you said you wanted to try you know what and I thought, why not? And I thought why not about 6 months ago, and then waited for Zayn to figure out he wanted the same and then spent months scheming but you were off on your adventures and training so I had to wait for you to get back and be available. Which took far longer than either Zayn or I would've liked because you had the stupid idea to try and date again which was exhausting." He stops, then starts again with finality in his tone, "For everyone here."

I smirk, "well, at least you're being honest now."

Louis sighs and runs his hand through his hair, "everyone here wants this as much as you, there's no denying it." I look to Zayn who nods sheepishly.