Friday night soon came and Louis jumped around a bit to get into his tightest pair of jeans to fit him and showed off his amazing arse. He chose to wear a plain white tank top to flaunt his toned biceps and defined collarbones.

After spending fifteen minutes on his hair to get that perfect messy hair look which seemed as if he just woke up and lazily run his hands through them, but it suited him well. He has to portray that he didn't waste so much of his time to dress up for Harry. But in reality, took a bit more than an hour.

"Let's go. I'm ready." Louis yelled running down the stairs.

Zayn sighed heavily, "I don't even know why the fuck am I going!"

"Because they invited you, honey and it will seem very rude if we don't go. I promise it won't be that bad." Liam stood next to Zayn and wrapped his arm around his waist making Zayn snuggled his head in Liam's chest. "What are you wearing!?" Liam gasped audibly when he looked up at Louis. "It's cold outside. Grab your jacket and put it on."

"Oh shut it, Payno! It's not that cold." Louis groaned.

"It is and even if it isn't, there is no need for you to wear such- such revealing clothes." Liam wildly gestured with his hands at Louis's choice of outfit.

"Oh my god. You're acting as if I'm wearing some lingerie. Relax, it's just clothes and there's like no one who'll be attracted towards me." Of course Louis was lying, everyone knew it. Besides, what's so wrong in looking good?

They all walked out of their house and Liam purposely grabbed Louis's jacket. Louis shivered but dare not showed it. Liam saw it anyways and threw the jacket at Louis with a smug look on his face.

Louis scowled and threw it back at Liam, who now gave him a stern look. "Health first, seduction later."

Louis fake gasped and placed his hand on his chest to appear offended, "Lima bean, we are visiting a married couple, who will I wish to seduce."

"Don't act coy, Lou. I know you very well." Liam forcefully placed the jacket over the teen's shoulders.

Louis was about to shrug it off, when Zayn stopped walking mid-way and turned to look at the bantering. "Louis, just wear the damn jacket or freeze to death! Liam, leave the boy alone. We are almost there and if I hear one single word from anyone of you, Liam you will sleep on the couch and Louis say bye-bye to your video games for a week." That seemed to shut them both up. "Now please, let just go there as a civilised family and get this shit over with."

Louis childishly showed his tongue at Liam and threw the jacket at him. Liam rolled his eyes but kept it with him.

They finally arrived and were standing outside. Liam rang the doorbell and stepped back to wrap his arms around Zayn's waist and kissed his temple as a silent apology for his earlier actions. He smiled when his fiancé didn't push him away.

The door was swung open to reveal a too brightly smiling Nick, "I'm so glad you could make it. Please, come in."

"The pleasure is all ours." Liam replied with a polite smile and Zayn handed Nick an expensive bottle of champagne-which they had taken away without Louis's permission- and said, "This is for you both Styles."

"You didn't have to." Nick said taking away the bottle and motioning them inside. His smile soon disappeared seeing Louis who was standing behind the couple and had just been noticed by Nick. "Did you-um- come to drop them by..?" He asked awkwardly. There was no way in hell was he letting this hooligan inside his house!

"Nope." Louis slightly shoved Nick out of his way and walked inside the house.

"You've got a beautiful house." Liam smiled at Nick.

"It's quite bland, if you ask me." Louis had to say that. It was the truth after all. It was white with minimal furnitures. Opposite of homely.

"No one actually did." Nick gritted his teeth. "You wouldn't know about modern interior designing." He said with a tight smile. Even though all Nick wanted was to slap Louis, he couldn't if he wished to get promotion.

"No thanks, I refrain from learning about shit." Louis innocently smiled back.

Before Nick could react, Harry stepped in the room. "Hello, nice to see you all again." He shook hands with Zayn and Liam.

Harry just couldn't resist to check Louis from top to bottom, eyeing his thick thighs hungrily.

Harry walked towards Louis and stood in front of him. They were the only ones left behind, since Nick took the couple for a tour of the house. "It's lovely to see you again, Mr. Tomlinson." Harry raised his arm for a handshake.

"Henry, was it?" Harry's name was probably one of the few names he remembers very well.

Harry shook the feeling of mild disappointment, "It's Harry."

"Oh, yeah." Louis fakes to try and remember. "Well, I don't really hand shake. Come on, hug me then."

Harry's eyes widened immediately and cleared his throat, "Sure...?"

Louis lunged forward wrapping his arms around Harry's neck and unashamedly snuggled his face in Harry's neck and took in the smell of his cologne. Harry guiltily wrapped his arms around Louis's waist, secretly loving the way his huge hands look around the narrow waist and the way they fit perfectly.

Harry shook away such thoughts and pulled away from the hug.

"You look hot." Louis smirked and eyed Harry's built chest which was seen as he had left his two top buttons unbuttoned.

Harry blushed and muttered a shy, "Thanks." Harry would be lying if he said he didn't like Louis's compliment. At least, someone noticed him!

They were all sitting at the dining table, waiting for the desert. Harry was sitting at the head, with Nick and Louis on his side, Liam and Zayn were sitting next to Nick.

Nick had constantly been talking Liam's ear off, buttering him so much that it was so blatantly* obvious and Zayn looked as if he wished to be anywhere but here. Well, someone is going end up sleeping on the couch anyways.

As Nick was clearly busy, he was completely oblivious to the way the teenager was staring at his husband. Harry was looking so sexy in his half unbuttoned YSL shirt and black skinny jeans, that all Louis wanted was to jump on him right there and then. But no, it would not be Louis to make the first move. People run after him, not the other way round.

Harry was shifting uncomfortably under Louis's intense stare. How the fuck is Nick not noticing all this!? "So, uhm-" Harry cleared his throat, suddenly he was nervous by getting Louis's undivided attention, "what-what do you do for living?"

"Breathe." Louis chuckled seeing Harry struggle to make a conversation.

"I mean where do you work?" What happened to Harry's vocabulary? The answer to this internal question was right in front of him.

"Strip club." Louis's answer got everybody's answer.

"So you're a slut?" Nick asked boldly since Liam and Zayn had left to attend a FaceTime call from Liam's family. Harry glared at his husband, it's pretty clear that he doesn't like Louis, but it's quite rude to use such an intense* expression.

Louis took his glass of champagne and gulped it down, "Not an official one." He smirked. He loves to antagonise Nick. Louis always proved to people who label him immediately something bad as he is much more than their what they judge him as. If he's going to get shit shammed for something he's not, then better act like it. And honestly, he didn't take being called a 'prostitute' as an insult. If it wasn't for them, the majority of this world would end up being sexually frustrated and the rest as rape victims. "I work as a bartender in a strip club. For now."

Everybody around the table knew that Harry was a business administrator and Nick a secretary of the chief editor working under Liam, who owned the magazine company and it was pretty clear that Zayn was a model. Among all the riches, Louis was the only one poor. Who cares about that, when he's got looks. He's pretty confident over the fact that he can get any sugar daddy he wants, but his eyes are set for only one for now.

If being a homosexual is going to send him to hell (according to his mother) then might as well do something worth deserving that. Harry being married makes him kind of forbidden and that makes Louis want him more than ever.

"Oh that's wonderful?" Harry tried breaking the thick ice which had formed in the room due to Louis and Nick's stare down.

Louis tore his eyes away from Nick and looked at Harry, "It is. You get free drinks and get laid. After all, practice does make a man perfect." Louis licked his lips while maintaining an eye contact with Harry. He smirked seeing the man gulp and glance at his lips.

Nick once again left Louis and Harry alone and led Liam and Zayn to the living room. Harry then got up to lean against the doorway leading to a corridor.

Louis saw an opportunity when he eyed the narrow gap. So he got up and decided to pass by that same doorway even though there was a much spacious and shorter way to go to the living room.

He had to move sideways in order to go through it and he 'accidentally' brush his arse against Harry's crotch.

Harry who was busy checking his mails, took a sharp breath in. It was no denying the fact that Louis had a very desirable body. Harry felt guilty about thinking like that for some other man, when he was already committed to one. But that didn't stop his dick from twitching. Maybe it's because he hasn't gotten intimate with his partner for almost a month.

But, why only Louis made Harry doubt his wedding vows?
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