*Louis' POV*
Harry and I are about to watch a movie and cuddle, finally.
"Uh Lou...?" Harry asks coming into the room.
"Yeah babe?"
"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to take a rain check on the movie and cuddling..."
"What? Why?"
"Well, Nick invited me to a party."
"So your ditching your own boyfriend for a party?"
"No! No Lou, I wouldn't do that!"
"Then what's this situation called then?"
"A guy going to hang out with his friends."
"But Haaaaazz! We haven't had any alone time in so long!" I whine.
He sighs and comes over to me and cups my face.
"I know Lou and I'm sorry. I just wanna hang out with my friends."
I sigh.
"Well...I can't tell you who to hang out with and who not to hang out with so..I guess you can go..."
His face lights up.
"Oh thank you Louis! I promise I'll make it up to you!"
He pulls me into a hug and squeezes me and I hug back but not as tight.
Yeah, that's what you said last time...
He kisses my cheek and heads to the door.
"Bye Lou! Love you!"
"Bye Haz! Love you, too!"
He closes the door and now I'm alone.
I know what your thinking, why not call the other boys?
Well, Liam and Niall are at a club, and Zayn is with Perrie.
So, alone.
What to do, what to do...
Hmmm..I wonder if there's footie on.
I grab the remote and turn on the TV.
I change it to the sports channel and basketball is on.
"Dammit!"
I go to the guide and check tonight's schedule.
Yes! Footie's on next!
I wait "patiently" for the basketball game to be over, then finally the footie game begins.
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*2-3 hours later*
"YEEESSS! ROVERS WON!!"
*BING*
I grab my phone and unlock it.
1 new Twitter notification
I click on it and it leads me to a picture.
I open the picture and freeze.
Oh hell no! You've gone to far Grimshaw!!! HARRY'S MINE!!!
The picture is Harry holding what looks to be ice cubes and Nick about to eat them out of Harry's hand. (To the side)
Jealousy courses through me and I stand up.
I quickly put on my shoes and head out the door.
I climb into my car and take off to the party.
I arrive at the club and storm inside.
"Hey! Aren't you Louis Tomlinson?!"
I turn and find a girl standing next to me.
"Yes. Have you seen Harry?"
She nods.
"He's over near the lounge area with some dude."
"Thanks."
I scan the crowd then spot Nick's head.
I march over to them and step in front of Nick.
"Mmmhmm." I clear my throat.
Nick looks up and sees me.
"Ey Tommo boy! How are ya?!"
I scowl.
"Don't call me that!"
Nick ignores me and turns to Harry with heart eyes.
"Hey Harry! Want another drink?!"
"No thanks."
"Aww c'mon! One more?" Nick pleads, giving puppy eyes.
"Nah, I'm good."
"Please?"
"Enough! Look Nick. If Harry says he doesn't want another drink, he doesn't want another drink!" I interrupt.
Nick glares at me then turns to Harry.
"Wanna go somewhere more private?" he asks seductively.
Excuse him?!?!?
I glare at Nick and pull Harry to my side possessively.
"Actually Grimmy, I think I'll be taking Harry home."
Nick glares.
"Well Louis, I think Harry should stay here and have some more fun."
I glare at him and pull Harry closer.
I turn to Harry and my glare softens to my normal face.
"Lets go Haz, we can watch movies and cuddle."
Harry smiles.
"That sounds nice."
I kiss his forehead and turn him towards the door.
Just as were about to leave, a hand grabs Harry's arm and pulls him away from me.
"Hazza!"
I look and see Nick holding Harry's arm and pulling Harry towards him.
"Let go Grimshaw! Harry and I are leaving!" I growl.
"No! Harry's staying here with me!"
I pull Harry towards me and growl out,
"Harry is mine. He's my boyfriend. Not yours!"
"Well Harry is my friend!"
"Did you not hear me? I said Harry is my boyfriend! So step off Grimshaw!"
"Why don't you make me little man!"
I growl and give him evil eyes.
"Harry. Is. Mine."
I wrap an arm around Harry's waist and lead him to the exit.
"C'mon Hazza, lets go home before Nick follows."
Fucking Nick! Who does he think he is!? You don't go around flirting with other people's boyfriends! He's lucky I didn't punch him...
I lead him out of the party and towards my car.
We climb in and head home.
"Fucking Grimshaw..who does he think he is flirting with my Harry?!" I mutter opening the front door.
"Lou? You alright?" Harry asks putting a hand on my shoulder.
I exhale and turn to him.
"No Hazza, I'm not alright. I'm sick and tired of Nick flirting with you! Can't he see your with me?"
Harry's face softens.
"Aww Lou. You know I'm yours."
"Not according to Grimmy..."
"Well it doesn't matter anyway, I'm yours and your mine. And nobody, not even Nick can come between you and I."
"You mean that?"
"Every word."
I smile.
"Thank you Hazza."
"Your welcome Lou."
I pull him in for a hug and squeeze him tight.
He nuzzles his head into my neck and sighs happily.
I pull away and cup his right cheek.
"But I still think I need to show you who you belong to."
Harry's eyes darken and he nods.
"Go ahead."
I then lead him to the bedroom where I show him exactly who he belongs to. In the gentlest/roughest way possible.