Drinking in a club... nothing else... (Larry Stylinson)

i bet you look good on the dancefloor

Louis pov

Harry pulled me closer. I laughed loudly as Harry started swaying slowly.

A frown appeared slightly on Harry's face. I looked at him curiously.

Harry caught me gaze and a lazy smiled across. He grazed his lips to my left ear and whispered 'You shouldn't find this funny, 'cause i'm deadly serious', and with that he bit my ear and tugged.

I gaped at him wide eyed. I open and closed my mouth like a goldfish but then thought why not?

I started copying Harry's movements getting closer and closer to him.

When I looked at him straight in the eyes after about 10 minutes of this, I felt something and I just went with it. I kissed him, just a peck, then looked into his eyes and waited for his reaction.

Harry's pov.

I can't believe I have actually got into this situation. I mean the whole 'Larry Stylinson' had always intrigued me.

I know it was just friendship for Lou but I couldn't just thinking and wondering about my best friend as a possible more then friend....

In all honesty I am quite drunk but drink just made me a bit more confident, I never did anything that I would truely regret in the morning.

So here I was practically grinding with Louis and I could feel myself getting hard, when he kissed me.

Just a peck but still he kissed me.

I stare him right in the eyes and push my hips into his and roll them suductivly and whisper 'I was thinking we could maybe do better then just a peck.'

I pulled him from the dancefloor and push him into the toilets and pick a stall, nudge him in and lock the door.

I turn around and he lunges at me. He kisses me passionatly and I feel that my lungs are gonna explode from the lack of air.

I pull away, and Louis starts sucking at my neck. I response by lifting my neck higher and moan loudly. I start running my hands over Louis and I rest them on his arse and squeeze.

'I have always loved your arse' I pant into his ear.