Cufflinks and Quiffed Hair // L.S.

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Yeah, this ^ is the man Im in love with. Also, his partner is gorgeous so it's kinda hard to choose 😩

TW: Sexual content

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*Zayn's POV*

As soon as I reached the office, I went straight to Louis' cabin.

I opened the door and saw Louis on a call with his mum, like always. I waited for him to finish.

When he was done, he said, "Yes, Malik."

"What the fuck am I hearing about you and Harry?" I asked. I saw the way the serene look on his face turned into an annoyed look. He said, "How we are the richest businessmen in the world? I don't know, ask my talent."

I rolled my eyes, "Done with all that shit? I mean you and Harry being together."

I saw as he scrunched his face up and said, "Styles and me together? Eww, who the hell gave you that idea??" I rolled my eyes and slowly said, "Not in that way. I meant...You both are fucking?"

I saw as he looked at me with wide eyes, but he didn't speak. I heard another voice, "Who the fuck told you that??"

Both of us turned to see Harry stand at the door with a bag and folder in his hands. Today he was in a blue suit, cufflinks done (as usual) and boots. I said, "Good morning H."

"It sure isn't a good morning anymore. Who told you that?" He whispered. He looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Niall." I stated and I saw the way Harry facepalmed himself. I heard Louis curse under his breathe. Louis asked, "How does he know? Who all know? What's happening?"

"Just me and Niall. Unless he's told anyone else too." I said and this time Louis facepalmed himself. Harry slowly said, "I uhm told Niall we're uhm doing it." Louis looked at Harry with wide eyes and said, "How could you??"

"He saw the love bites on my torso." Harry said. "They aren't love bites. Just marks." Louis said and Harry immediately nodded, "Yeah, just marks. Love bites are by people who love you and whom you love. In this case, neither of the boxes are checked."

Louis nodded and said, "But that doesn't excuse you for telling Niall shit. I'll deal with you later."

I looked at the two of them. "You are fucking, but you aren't together??" Both of them nodded and gave me a lecture as to how they were doing it just for pleasure and not because they were interested in each other. I asked them multiple times if they were sure, which they said they were. Though it made no sense to me, I nodded and left the office, promising them not to tell anyone anything.

Which I won't, as I'm not Niall.

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*Harry's POV*

As soon as Zayn left the cabin, Louis turned to me.

He said, "How the fuck could you say that, huh? What if Niall spread it to everyone? I know you don't care about your position in the world, but I do. My name, position and image in the world is really important to me. Dare you do anything which ruins me or my business. Do so and I'll ruin you."

He moved closer as he spoke and I moved backwards. I said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

"You're gonna have to make it up to me." He whispered. I gulped. What did he mean?

I saw the way his eyes darkened and I understood what he meant. I walked away from him, drew the curtains and closed the windows. I saw him remove his suit jacket, tie and shirt. He cleared his table off things as well.