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harry coughs loudly. his eyes bulge out a bit because of this sassy question.
louis only sits, legs crossed over one another and waiting. he is swaying a bit, thanks to the alcoholic drink.
"well, it was so good, that i decided to not do it again."
"you did it often, i thought?"
"yeah, i did once but after a time it got boring." short pause. a smirk on harry's face. "but now i like fucking guys, who tell me they are straight."
he winks.
louis rolls his eyes. "great, i think i'll leave."
harry takes a look over louis's shoulder and shakes his head. "don't think so, buddy. niall and zayn are dancing with each other like they are going to fuck."
"i thought they are friends..." louis mumbles. he takes a look himself.
"friends with benefits." harry corrects. "i don't think that niall will have the time to bring you home. so if you really want to go home now... i could bring you."
louis jumps from the stool to the ground next to harry. "believe me: i'm a grown up manly man, who will go home alone."
harry chuckles. "it's night time, louboo. i don't think so."
"i do think so." louis huffs.
he huffs quite a lot, harry notices.
like a small kitten... well...
"it's dangerous outside. in this area here are many bars and clubs. you could get robbed or raped or even killed." harry puts more drama in his voice then really needed.
it's not like this is the dangerous side of london. it's not like louis will get killed or other, when he goes home alone.
but harry wants to bring louis home. so he can annoy him just a little bit more.
louis rolls his eyes. "fine, but first i wanna dance."
"you do... sure." harry grins. "i'll join you."
the dance floor is quite... steamy. that's probably the best way to put it, louis thinks.
now he is standing in the middle of sweaty man, harry at his side and he can't find the dancing queen in himself because he feels... watched.
there are quite a few of the men on the dance floor that watch him.
that smirk at him.
that lick their lips while scanning him head to toe.
louis feels nervous.
he gets a red face and a stone sinks in his tummy.
but looking at harry and having reasons to bitch at him make him feel less bothered.
not the good way of bothered... louis is straight.
"hey, pretty face. can we dance?" an unknown voice whispers in to his ear.
louis squeals. "no, i'm straight, please back off."
the man behind him laughs. he has his hands on louis's curvy hips. "good one, sweety. you and straight. well, you're such a twink. is that your kink? telling men you are straight, so they can show you how not straight you are?"
"what's a kink?" louis wants to ask, but at the same time the words escape his mouth, harry is shoving the guy.
"back off, man. he already told you!"
"oh, straight guy here has a boyfriend. alright." the man vanishes into the mass of people.
louis is still looking at the spot he just stood. then at harry. "what the fuck was that?!"
"i saved you of being gayed at."
"i was already being gayed at, you moron! and i can save myself. if i didn't want him to be this close, he wouldn't have been."
harry snorts. "but you are straight, lewis."
louis stomps with his foot, then he shooves harry to a not so crowded place near the dancing people. "i don't need your help. and i know i'm straight but i'm not homophobic and i'm in a gay bar, so when i couldn't handle groping men, i wouldn't be here in the first place."
harry just laughs. he doesn't understand louis's twisted ways, but even niall - his best friend - seems to not do that. so it has to be normal.
"fine, then. dance alone."
"i will." louis crosses his arms over his chest. trying to look intimidating and manly.
doesn't work.
harry just shakes his head, scroffs and is off to the bar again.
louis doesn't understand himself and suddenly he is not in the mood for dancing or partying anymore.
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louis is a poor fella... doesn't understand himself... :'(((
another update, whoop whoop. i just can't let it go *hums the melody*
so... questions...
which member of our beloved band do you like best?
(mine is louis. *shock*)
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