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Louis wiped a thin sheen of sweat from his forehead and let out a breath of relief.

He had just returned from exchanging their parcel with the Styles. He hoped Harry was at home-mostly he will be considering his stupid flat arse of a husband is always out working- since it would definitely completely shatter his plans.

So he quickly took a shower and wrapped his towel extra low down to his hips to show off his wet exposed v-line and made sure his wet hair looks perfect slicked back.

The teen looked at himself in front of the full length mirror and smirked, "Those squats definitely pay off." He muttered looking sideways, feeling proud of his bulging arse. "How did I get so lucky! The most handsome man is standing right in fr-"

His self praise or appreciation or narcissism, whatever you prefer was cut off by a ringing doorbell. Louis peeked out from his widow to see Harry standing at their door.

"Yes!" He hurrahed and bounded down at lightening speed. Luckily for Liam's sake, his towel didn't drop off. "I'll open it!"

"Not Harry again!" Liam groaned from the kitchen, he knows no one else could make Louis Tomlinson run about half- naked and 'offer' to do something to which his first basic instinct would be defiance.

Before opening the door, Louis ran his fingers through his hair, sucked his almost non-existent stomach and lowered his towel a bit more down.

Louis almost laughed at the way Harry's eyes grew comically large and slacked his jaw. "Like what you see?"

"Huh?"

"I asked, who are you here to see?" Louis smiles way too innocently at Harry.

But, the crinkles by his eyes made Harry's knees weak and he almost forgot the reason he came here. He shook his head and with all his control tried focussing only on Louis's face. "Your ma-"

"Harry! What a great surprise to see you here?" Liam faked a huge grin which made him look like drugged up high puppy. Oh and he just had to stand in between Louis and Harry.

Louis groaned silently, 'Leave it to Mr. Payne In The Arse to ruin everything!'

"Actual-" Harry begin explaining his actual reason of appearance, which definitely did not include staring intently at his young neighbour.

But, seemed like everyone just cuts him off cause the next thing he knew, Louis said, "Liam, why don't you invite Mr. Steeles inside. It's the first time our house is decent enough for him to enter." And Louis is so not decent enough to let Harry enter in him. He bit his lip at his imagination.

Liam replied a bit too sweetly, "Of course. Come in, Harry."

"Oh, no no no, I don't want to intrude." Harry forces out a smile.

"Yes, please do.." Louis paused mid-sentence to look straight at Harry's eyes and licked his lips, "Come."

Harry coughed loudly and Liam glared at Louis, but let Harry enter nonetheless. "Have a seat, I'll be right back." Liam said.

Harry sat down looking clearly uncomfortable as he was very much turned on. And Louis smirking and biting his lips. His breath hitched eyeing Louis's fingers which were slowly making their way towards his mouth.

He was so engrossed at seeing the way Louis's mouth was slightly stretching and wrapping around his own digits that he visibly jumped when Liam snatched that same hand and pulled Louis behind him.

"What the fuck is going on in there!?" Liam whisper-yelled at Louis as soon as they reached the confinements of the kitchen.

"Nothing, besides you being pissy and rude to our fellow neighbour." Louis looked down at his nails.

"I don't have to worry about being rude since you're being so damn kind to our 'married' neighbour." Louis scowled at Liam and was about to stomp his way out to the living room, when Liam stopped him, "You're not going in front of Harry without changing into some decent clothes." Liam knew that Louis would not listen so he added, "I swear I will lock in your room when you're sleeping and make sure to take away your phone too."

Louis flared his nose in annoyance, he knows Liam's not lying cause this did happen once.

Fortunately for Louis and maybe for Harry, Louis's bedroom door was right up the stairs overlooking the living room area. He could see Harry following his every move, so he made sure so keep the door a bit open before facing his back towards the door and letting his towel drop down at his feet.

Harry was almost about to see a glimpse of that juicy arse, when a body stood in front of him causing an obstruction to a sight he would later wank to. He was so into it that he even bent sideways till someone cleared their throat.

"So, how's Nick been, Harry?" Liam asked for obvious reasons.

"Nick?" 'Who the fuck is Ni-' 'Shit! That's my husband' "He's been busy." Harry internally slapped himself, how could he forget about his own spouse!?

"He's hard working." Liam replied.

"Yeah.."

Louis came down- now, fully dressed -and sat next to Harry, "Who is hard?" He asked in the best sultry voice he could muster.

Harry gulped with flushed cheeks with blood rushing towards his manhood. 'Me, definitely me.'

"Harry's husband, Nick is hard-working." Liam curtly said to Louis.

"Oh, I didn't know you were married." Louis hummed acting as if he had genuinely forgotten about it.

Liam gaped at Louis. While, Harry was a bit hurt, here he was remembering every crinkle by Louis's eyes and the boy doesn't even know his name properly!

Even though there was not enough space for a person to sit in between Louis and Harry, Liam wiggled his way in, forcing the two to shift apart.

There was a very uncomfortable and awkward silence as the triad looked anywhere else but at each other.

"It's a lovely house, you'll have got here." Harry tried to break the thick silence.

"I know right. I live here after all." Louis grinned.

Liam just rolled his eyes, "Thanks."

"Louis!" Liam turned, suspiciously excited, at the teen. "How's your boyfriend, Jimmy?"

Louis frowned at the man sitting beside him, "The fuck's wrong with you. I ended it with him like ages ago! A month probably, fucked his brother too. Keep up to date man! Geez."

"You should really stop whoring yourself out like that!" Liam snapped before thinking.

The boy knows Liam didn't mean it, they keep on having such small banters and Louis was used to such terms. But, he still feigned hurt and stood up from the coach and faced Liam.

"Louis, I'm so sor-" Liam panicked. He thought that he had actually offended one of his most beloved person in the whole world.

"No, Liam! You always think so low of me." Louis abruptly said. "Oh look, I'm so desperate trying to seduce every male that walks in front of me." It's quite embarrassing that the statement is true, but only when it comes to Harry. But, no one needs to know about that! He plopped himself on Harry's lap and continued his rant, "Oh wow! Look at me, I'm such a slut. Let me just go and try to get in this man's pants." Thank god to all those drama classes he took while he was in high school.

Louis internally smirked cause Liam just made his work easier. On seeming to realise this, Liam just stood up and left cursing his way out, shaking his head in irritation.

The married man was frozen in his place, not been able to comprehend the 'fight' between his two neighbours. What is he even suppose to do in such stuff!?

Louis was sitting sideways on Harry's lap and turned towards him, biting back a smug look seeing his target look so flustered. "Thanks once again."

Harry at loss of words just nodded and smiled. What's wrong with his ability to speak? He took a shaky breath in when Louis shifted and leaned close to his ears. "You know, Harry, all these favours are just piling up. I need to repay you soon."

"It's- It's okay." Harry squeaked. He knows, Louis would feel his raging boner.

"You should come to the club I work in, I'm sure-" Louis slipped in a paper where the address of the club was written in (yes, he came in prepared). It didn't have his number on it, he won't give that just yet. "I can give provide you with something unforgettable."

With that Louis got up and left with an unnecessary sway of his hips, leaving yet again Harry styles craving.