If you don't hate Harry after this chapter at least a little bit then I really don't know what's wrong with you. There is something wrong with me for even writing it but yeah. Like I said before, the fake dating won't be the only storyline here. It's just the start, the trigger for future problems. 

Please, comment on what you think though. 

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Hectically, Harry was getting ready in his bedroom. He tried to get his hair in place but it was in vain. With a heavy sigh, he adjusted his white flowery blouse and closed some of the buttons. He had even put on some light nail polish and a bit of mascara because he needed to look his best tonight.

"Is that the blouse you bought with Sean?" eyed Niall his outfit.

"Yeah. Sean said I look great in it and that's the least I have to look like today" tried Harry to relax.

"Hazza, you look amazing. No reason to stress" reassured Liam him softly.

"I'm trying but it's not working. Jake is gonna be there" got his hands sweaty.

"And even only for you" added Niall to make it worse.

"Niall, shut up" slapped Liam him lightly. "Jake will be happy to see you, no matter what you look like".

"Yeah, he has seen you in school. Doesn't seem like he cares" noted Niall surely.

"Are you saying I look shit in school?" frowned Harry at his words.

"No, that's not what I meant" cleared Niall up.

"Guys, relax. It's a party and not an exam. Jake will be all over you when he sees that blouse" grinned Liam amusedly at them.

"Thanks, Dori. I needed to hear that but to be honest, I did not expect you to say that. Niall maybe, but not you. Lately, you didn't seem to be very keen on the whole Jake-thing" bit Harry the inside of his cheek.

"Sorry that I made you feel like I don't care, Hazza. I do care, a lot. Was just a bit tense because of the exams, didn't all go as I wanted them to" apologised Liam to him in a tense voice.

"Don't worry. It's okay. You're still better than other people" waved Harry the matter off, thinking about Zayn.

"By the way, do you know when Zayn and Louis will be at the party? Or Sean?" changed Niall the subject.

"They're already there," told Liam them neutrally.

"What? Why?" gaped Harry at him.

"Because they're helping Àmber to get everything ready" answered Liam informatively.

"And she didn't ask us?".

"After the three of them had agreed alongside Aria she said that's all she needs. If you feel left out you're probably free to help her clean up" grinned Liam brightly at him.

"No need" wrinkled Harry his nose.

"Thought so" chuckled Liam.

"We should head out. Coming later is a must, but not too late. Jake is probably already wondering where you are" rushed Niall them out of the room.

Quickly, they gathered their stuff, put on their shoes and coats and then left Harry's house. It was already dark outside and a bit chilly. Àmber was luckily living close to them so they didn't have to walk that far. When they had reached their destination, they could already hear loud music coming out of the house. Getting in the mood to dance, they entered the house and got rid of their coats.

"Boys, great to see you" came Àmber directly over to them, holding a red cup in her hand.

"A, the party looks sick. Didn't think it would be this many people" marvelled Liam as he looked around the house.

"Me neither but everyone I invited knew someone who knows someone and yeah, so it goes on. Now they're all here to celebrate their lives" explained Àmber with a laugh, already very tipsy.

"Makes it more fun. Have you seen Maya?" asked Niall her.

"In the garden with Kayla and some dudes. Asked for you though" answered Àmber and pointed to the backdoor.

"Go get her, tiger" slapped Liam him on the back and Niall just pushed him backwards before he left to look for her.

With Liam by his side, Harry went into the kitchen where he was met with Louis and Zayn taking shots. Seeing them like this together, already out of their minds drunk, pissed Harry off but he pushed that feeling away. He was here to have fun and take a chance with Jake. Zayn and Louis were unimportant for tonight.

"Haz, you're finally here" beamed Louis at him and pulled Harry into a hug, smelling like alcohol.

"Are you already drunk?" broke Harry away from the hug to look at him.

"Nope, just having some fun" giggled Louis and yes, he was drunk. "Lima!".

"Tommo, you crazy chicken bum" hugged Liam Louis tightly.

"Hey, my bum is great" huffed Louis cutely.

"I can testify" wrapped Zayn his arms around Louis' waist from behind.

"Can you also hand us a drink?" ignored Liam this statement completely.

"That I can do" grabbed Zayn for some alcohol.

"Woah, Haz" gasped Louis suddenly.

"What?" knitted Harry his eyebrows together as he took his drink. Zayn and Liam were looking weirdly at the scene.

"You look stunning tonight. Fucking hot, mate. Damn, that blouse leaves little space for imagination" complimented Louis him and almost sounded ... Harry didn't know which word he was looking for.

"Fuck, I really wanna just rip that off your p ...".

"Ha-ha, yeah. You look great and Tommy is hammered. Ignore him. Let's go, Tommy" slapped Zayn his hand over Louis' mouth and dragged him out of the kitchen.

"Was he about to say he would rip my shirt off?" blinked Harry shocked.

"No. Definitely not. He was talking nonsense. Just forget about it" said Liam way too forced.

"If you say so" shrugged Harry and really tried to just forget about it.

"Yes. Now c'mon. Time to dance" grabbed Liam for his wrist and walked into the crowded living room with him.

Feeling the party mood overcoming him, Harry started to dance to the beat of the music with Liam. Pretty fast, Aria and Àmber joined them with Niall and Maya and they had a blast. Like this, they were jumping around for at least an hour and Harry almost forgot why he has been so nervous before. But only almost because suddenly he spotted Jake in the crowd and he was coming towards him.

"Hey, Hazza. You're having fun?" greeted Jake him over the loud music.

"A lot. You've been here a long time?" wanted Harry to know.

"For a bit. I was outside with Xavi and Kyle, waiting for Alec" answered Jake with a smile.

"Oh, he is here?" hooked Harry, kinda getting worried this could be a problem with Louis.

"Yeah. He wants to pull someone tonight" nodded Jake in confirmation.

"Sounds like a plan".

"By the way, you look great" complimented Jake him but it was too loud to really understand anything.

"What? I can't hear you" shouted Harry loudly.

"I said you look hot, Babe. Really sexy with that blouse. Nice chest" whispered Jake into his ear but still loud enough to be heard and Harry got Goosebumps everywhere.

"Well, you don't look too bad yourself" cleared Harry his throat.

"But nothing compared to you, Babe" breathed Jake seductively out.

"He is the most gorgeous person on the planet, I know" sounded Louis' voice right behind them and a second later, Harry felt arms snaking around his waist from behind. "You don't mind me taking my boyfriend with me, do ya?".

"Of course not. Have fun with your boyfriend, Hazza. We talk later" said Jake through gritted teeth.

"Bye" could Harry clearly hear the distaste in Louis' voice.

"What are you doing?" broke Harry away from Louis' touch.

"Doing what a boyfriend does. I'm still your boyfriend if you remember that" shrugged Louis unbothered.

"My fake boyfriend" corrected Harry him madly.

"If you say this every fucking time Jake will hear you someday. You have to keep the act up and play hard to get. We just have to fake problems at some point or do you wanna come off as a cheater?" questioned Louis and sounded way too sober for being knackered.

"I don't fucking care. I had the chance and now Jake is dancing with someone else" cussed Harry and Louis' eyes grew big. Well, Harry rarely used swear words.

"You can still dance with me first and make him jealous until we have a discussion about whatever. Let's start the problems already if you're this eager to get in his pants" suggested Louis bitterly.

"Yeah, no need. I prefer to dance alone" declined Harry and walked away from him.

Leaning against a wall, Harry watched Jake dancing with his friends for a while. He had lost sight of Louis and his friends but he didn't care. He only cared about Jake now dancing with some girl intimately. That caused the attention of some boy close to them, who then started to dance up to Jake as well. For a short second, the two of them locked eyes but Harry broke the gaze and stomped into the kitchen. In the kitchen, he poured himself another drink, something stronger than before. The liquid burned his throat because Harry wasn't used to strong alcohol but he didn't care. He just wanted to numb his feelings for a while.

Four more drinks later and Harry was drunk of his mind. He giggled at everything and stumbled over his own two feet every few seconds. Freely, he started jumping around to the music and someone started dancing with him. With those hands on his waist, it could only be Louis. Seeing Jake from the corner of his eye Harry just thought fuck it and reacted to the touches. His brain was dizzy and his sight blurry sometimes but he could clearly see Jake going upstairs. Thoughtlessly, Harry pushed the two hands away and followed Jake up the stairs. The boy from before was with him and Harry could only see red.

"Jake!" called Harry out for him.

"Oh, Harry. What are you doing here?" turned Jake around to him.

"I could ask you the same. Do you even know him?" wasn't Harry in control over his own words anymore.

"I know that his name is Newt and that he is waiting for me behind this door. So, if you excuse me now. I have something to do" replied Jake and his words really hurt Harry.

"What? Fuck a stranger? Why? I mean ..." had Harry no clue what to say.

"That you want to be in his place?" guessed Jake and came closer to him.

"Boyfriend, remember?" pointed Harry at himself.

"Doesn't mean you can't want me. If he doesn't care enough about you to show you a good time it's understandable. Just say the words" backed Jake him up against the wall.

"You're wrong. He cares" claimed Harry weakly, feeling his dick reacting to Jake's words.

"That's why he was dancing with Zayn all night, practically eye-fucking on the dancefloor and you were with that other guy. Sure, your relationship is great" snorted Jake mockingly.

"It is. Louis fucks me real good" huffed Harry and felt the alcohol rushing through his veins.

"Then have fun with him and let me have fun with Newt. I leave you with him now" backed Jake away from him, glancing towards the stairs, and went inside one of the rooms.

Emotionally, Harry let out a gruntled groan and opened the door to the room right next to the one Jake was in right now. A second later, he heard the door close and as he turned around, Louis was standing in the room. He was just looking at him wordlessly.

"You're okay, Haz?" listened Louis hesitantly.

"I'm fucking fine" groaned Harry. "Jake is next door fucking some guy named Newt and I can do nothing".

"I'd like to say the right thing to build you up but I don't know what to say" approached Louis him.

"Why? You always know what to say. You always say something even if no one wants to hear it. You simply talk. Just like me right now. I should be there with Jake but he would laugh at me if he knew I'm a virgin. I have no chance whatsoever" wailed Harry dramatically, feeling light-headed.

"It shouldn't matter if you're a virgin or not" noted Louis softly.

"But it does. Like this, I will never have a chance. Newt next door has more of a chance. He is not fake dating anyone and had sex before. I didn't" whined Harry drunkenly.

"Jake shouldn't care about that. It's not like you should or can change that for him".

At that Harry's head snapped up and he looked at Louis. "Oh, but I can".

"What are you saying, Haz?" stared Louis at him.

"I can change that fact and best right now so that he can hear it" talked Harry more to himself.

"Haz, what ...".

"Fuck me, Louis" cut Harry him off.

"What?!" exclaimed Louis coughingly.

"I want you to fuck me, right now and right here. I have to lose this stupid virginity and who's better for this than my fake boyfriend?! My best friend, who already had sex and can just help me out" walked Harry closer to him surely.

"You're drunk, Harry. Smashed. Out of your mind. You don't mean that. It's stupid. We can't do that" walked Louis backwards away from him.

"We can and we will. Louis, I need to have sex right now. It doesn't matter that I'm supposedly drunk. Maybe even better. Like this, I won't remember most of it and it won't be weird between us. I mean, it won't be weird anyway because it's not like it just happened out of nowhere and it means anything. Just a friend helping another friend out" stepped Harry into Louis' personal space.

"I'm your best friend and Jake your crush and you're drunk. We shouldn't do this. No way" shook Louis rapidly his head.

"Okay, fine. Be selfish and don't help me out. I find someone else" turned Harry away from Louis and walked over to the door.

"Woah, wait. What do you mean someone else?" took Louis a hold of his wrist to stop him.

"The house his full of people, at least half of them are horny. I will find someone to fuck me if you don't wanna do it" said Harry indifferent. He just really needed someone right now to do what he wanted.

"You can't just ask a stranger to fuck you. That's not you. Why would you want to lose your virginity to a stranger? It's your first time" held Louis him in place, looking troubled.

"It's nothing special. Just want to get over with it. You don't wanna do it, so I find someone else. Simple as that" broke Harry free from Louis' strong grip on his wrist.

"It's gonna be a horrible experience. He won't know you and won't care. You can't do that" insisted Louis desperately.

"And you can't stop me" shut Harry him up, walking closer to him again. "If you want someone to fuck me who cares then you should do it. Seems like you care a lot about my first time having a dick in my ass. Just do me the favour and fuck me or do you want me to fuck a stranger from downstairs?".

Louis' face showed the pure conflict that was going on inside of his brain but Harry ignored that. Because he didn't answer him, Harry just attacked Louis' lips. He crashed their lips together and started heavily making out with Louis, who barely responded to anything. When Harry wanted to get more into this, Louis pushed him away.

"Harry, stop. You can't just do that. I didn't agree on this" glared Louis at him.

"Fine. Whatever. Stay here. I'll find someone else" shrugged Harry and opened the room door.

"Wait!" held Louis him back and Harry smirked nastily to himself. He knew how to push Louis' buttons and get what he wanted. Louis would never allow a stranger to touch him.

"I um ... okay, I give you what you want" gave Louis in.

"Wonderful" closed and locked Harry the door satisfied.

In anticipation, he faced Louis again, who didn't look as happy as Harry was feeling right now but he would change that. He would make Louis enjoy himself. Determined, Harry walked over to Louis, grabbed his face and crashed their lips together again. Tensely, Louis reacted to the heated kiss and that was Harry's cue to step up his game. He grabbed Louis by the waist and walked them backwards over to the bed inside of this room. Probably, the bedroom of Àmber's parents but who was Harry to know that.

He fell down on the bed with Louis on top of him. Their tongues danced together and Harry really wanted Louis to take control over this moment, to lead him through this but he was barely doing anything. He was just hesitantly and tensely touching Harry without causing any kind of friction and by now, Harry was getting mad because of this.

"C'mon, Louis. Touch me properly. Rip of that blouse like you wanted to do it earlier. Fuck me and claim me as yours" asked Harry of him, knowing Louis way too good. "For tonight only".

Surprisingly gentle, Louis got rid of Harry's blouse and his own t-shirt. Then he traced with his fingers carefully all over Harry's chest until he had reached the pants. Slowly, he opened them and with Harry's help, he got rid of them as well. Harry watched all of this and was wondering why Louis wasn't hurrying the fuck up. He wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. He was needy and horny and drunk and Louis was there.

"Lou, no teasing or foreplay. Just get to the point. I can hear Jake with Newt next door" niggled Harry, clearly hearing moans coming from inside the other room.

"We um ... can't. We don't have any s-stuff" cleared Louis his throat embarrassed.

Rolling his eyes, Harry leaned over to the bedside table, knowing he would find what he was looking for. And really, in the top drawer, he found some weird lube and condoms. Not really caring about it, he took the lube and a condom out and handed them over to Louis. "We can reimburse them someday".

With shaking hands, Louis took the items and put them down next to him. Impatiently, Harry took off his boxers and bared himself completely in front of Louis. He lay down on his back and spread his legs for Louis to get to work finally. Harry felt some nerves washing over him when Louis hesitantly approached him but he pushed them aside. He needed this right now.

"I um ... tell me when it hurts" said Louis but didn't look at him.

"Just do it already" urged Harry him.

A moment later, he felt Louis' finger on his rim, lubed up. Very slowly, Louis pushed his first finger inside and Harry immediately tensed up at the feeling. It felt so strange to have something in your ass for the first time but he just really wanted to get to the fun part of this.

"Move" ordered Harry him.

Carefully, Louis started to move his finger in and out of Harry's bum hole. The feeling was foreign and not even close to being pleasurable yet but Harry knew it would come to this point real soon.

"Another" breathed Harry out.

As he wanted it, Louis added a second finger and the slight stretch hurt like hell. The pain shot through his whole body and he hissed slightly, his face scrunching up. Directly, he felt Louis looking at him and Harry just knew he was worried. He offered him a tiny smile and tried to relax. After a while, he had gotten used to the feeling and signalled Louis to move his fingers. Even more careful than before, Louis moved his two fingers around in Harry's ass, curling them over and over again and making scissor hand-movements to stretch Harry out. This gave Harry the first feeling of pleasure and he was letting out tiny moans.

For some reason, the third finger didn't hurt as much as the second and Harry wasn't feeling any kind of pain when Louis picked up his pace. Suddenly, a huge wave of heat and pleasure overcame him and Harry let out a rather loud moan. Louis must have found his prostate. Over and over again, Louis hit that spot and Harry could feel himself coming closer to his High and he was wondering why Louis didn't exchange his fingers with his dick yet.

"Louis, I want your dick now. Please, too close already" breathed Harry out pleadingly.

Louis withdrew his fingers and wiped them clean on the sheets. Harry watched Louis taking off his boxers and frowned at the sight. Not because Louis was small or anything. No, he was pretty big. Harry had to admit that. But he was barely half-hard and although he was palming himself, it wasn't changing anything.

"Let me get you in the mood" purred Harry sexily and leaned over to Louis, grabbing for his dick.

When he touched the tip, he earned a hiss from Louis and smirked to himself. He could turn him on, he was sure of it. Getting on his knees, Harry started palming Louis quickly, who hasn't expected that judging by his face. He jerked Louis off until he was rock-hard and then grabbed for the condom. Way too easy, he opened it and rolled it onto Louis' dick while Louis was just watching him with an unreadable expression on his face. Ready for the real fun, Harry lay back down on the bed and opened his legs for Louis.

Seemingly in trance, Louis leaned over him and out of nowhere, kissed him. Not heated or dirty or anything. No, slow and soft and gentle, taking Harry completely by surprise. Before Harry could register what was happening, Louis lined his dick up at Harry's hole, still holding himself back. Harry only rolled his eyes and wiggled his ass a bit, causing Louis' dick to nudge his hole. Very slowly and with his hands next to Harry's head, Louis finally pushed his dick inside of Harry, his gaze fixed on the action. Harry shut his eyes close at the burning feeling and his breathing became uneven. The stretch of Louis' big dick hurt a lot but Harry was willing to take it. Stilling his movements, Louis now locked eyes with him and Harry couldn't even recognise one of the many emotions in Louis' eyes. But like this, he was able to assure Louis everything was good and signal him to move now.

Obviously nervous, Louis started to move his hips. He pushed his dick all the way in and then pulled out again just to push directly back in at a slow pace. That strange feeling turned into pure pleasure and the slow pace into a very fast pace because Harry begged Louis to go faster and faster. The feeling of being filled up by a dick and just being full was overwhelming to Harry and he wished really much he would have shared this experience with Jake because Louis was right in some way. It should have been maybe a tiny bit special. But after all, he was doing this for Jake. To have many special moments in the near future. To experience how sex felt if you were actually interested in the person who was fucking you.

"Harder, Louis. I'm so close" moaned Harry out loudly.

Louis pushed his dick harder into him, always hitting his prostate and making Harry see stars. Pretty soon, he felt heat pool in the pit of his stomach and a second later, he came hard into the condom with a loud moan. His walls clenched around Louis' dick and he could feel him coming too. He fucked him through his orgasm and then almost collapsed down on him. Coming down from his High, Harry felt how Louis pulled his dick out of him and hissed at the sore feeling in his bum. Panting heavily, he stared at the ceiling and tried to wrap his head around what just happened. Wow, he really just had sex and it was good.

After throwing the condom away Louis just stood next to the bed, already back in his boxers and looked pretty lost, obviously not knowing what to do next. Harry chuckled drunkenly and high on sex to himself and patted the spot next to him on the bed. He yawned tiredly and felt Louis covering him with a blanket. Absolutely exhausted, he fell asleep, not caring about anything.

Sometime later he woke up to the sound of a door opening and hushed voices. He rolled around in bed and hissed at the pain in his bum but that reminded him again that it really happened. He really had sex in the bedroom of Àmber's parents at her party with his best friend, who was playing his fake boyfriend to make Jake jealous and be prepared for him. Damn, what a night.

Zayn's loud voice though made him almost jump in bed and he cringed at the tone. "What the hell, Louis?!".

Oops, Harry had completely ignored the fact that Louis was with Zayn in some way. Well, now Louis had cheated on him but Zayn deserved it for only playing Louis anyway. Harry was too tired to try and listen to their conversation. He felt exhausted and just absolutely fucked and knackered. The holidays only could be great from now on.  

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God damn it, I feel so bad now. I just really wanna hide somewhere. 

Why did Louis give in and where are they going from this point on?