Houseboy ➳ Larry AU |English|

Chapter 4.

Harry stretches his leg as high as he can, trying hard not to think about Louis. He shouldn't think about his boss when he's in ballet class, and he knows it, but he just can't help it. He does a relevé in front of the mirror when the instructor asks him to, and he's sure he's never done such a bad relevé in his life.

"Harry, stretch that knee, that relevé is too loose, what's wrong with you? You're my best dancer and I've already had to correct you three times today." Harry sighs deeply as the instructor catches his attention.

"I know, I'm so sorry Miss Collin, I'm distracted." He replies feeling apologetic as the girls around him continue to stretch and warm up before the start of the day's class. Harry is not the only boy in the room, there are two others, but neither is as experienced as he is.

"Well focus, we are going to create a new dance routine, we will have a competition in three weeks. I need you focused, you will be the main figure." Harry nods his head before doing another relay in front of the mirror, and another, until he is satisfied with the result.

Harry has always worked to pay for his ballet lessons at one of the best academies in the city, he has been studying there for two years. His mother has always disagreed with his decision to be a dancer, saying that ballet is not for boys and that her son should be an athlete instead of wearing rash guards and dancing on stage like a girl. One of the many reasons Harry doesn't live with his mother, she doesn't accept the way he is, and he hates to hide the things he likes. He never came out of the closet, because he was never in the closet, he was always natural -naturally gay- and never tried to hide it from anyone, never felt ashamed of being that way. Before his mother had a heart attack because of him, he decided to move out at sixteen, so he wouldn't have to argue with her daily for being different.

"Harry, would you like to join us for drinks? There will be nice boys Olga invited." Velerie speaks calmly, but Harry can barely concentrate on what she's saying.

"Uhmm yeah, but I can't go, I have to work." He manages to find an excuse not to go with them. It's not that he doesn't want to go, it's just that he's not in the mood to have fun.

"It will only be a few drinks." She insists, fiddling with a lock of hair and chewing gum.

"I have to be there at 1:00 pm." She looks at her watch, it's exactly 11:00 am. He mentally curses to himself.

"You still have plenty of time, you'll be free at that time. Come on, you need a boyfriend, you've been unmotivated lately." She takes him by the arm to drag him and all the girls to the exit.

Harry tries to convince himself that he needs some fun time. He needs to forget Louis, he's just another straight guy, he's not going to change his ways. It's better not to get his hopes up. Maybe it's a good idea to meet new guys. New gay guys.

As he enters the restaurant he finds the other group of girls from the academy gathered together, there are also three boys he has never seen before, they are really beautiful, he can't deny it. As he walks in the direction of the table they share, he notices the gaze of one of the boys on him. He looks at him with a lecherous grin and Harry can't help his cheeks from instantly lighting up. That's how Harry is whenever he enters a place, he attracts all eyes with his presence, and he's such a charmer, he can't go unnoticed.

"Guys, this is my friend Harry." Valerie introduces him. The boy who hasn't taken his eyes off Harry stands up and extends his hand towards him.

"I'm Michael." He says smiling, and Harry's whole body shudders at the sound of his deep voice. He has beautiful gray eyes, his hair is black with some red highlights, and he has an attractive piercing in his lower lip. He is very beautiful, no doubt.