Cufflinks and Quiffed Hair // L.S.

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Time for some Ziall action...

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*Harry's POV*

I came to the office rather late the next day, at eleven.

Yesterday had been difficult. I don't know how I had managed not to cry in front of Louis the previous day, spending the entire day in the same cabin as him.

Luckily, Mitch had given me a program to help him with, so I was occupied. But that sure didn't stop my mind from wandering back to the moments me and Louis had had, together, in our own world. Yeah, the connect had been sexual, but I had loved it and I already missed it. I missed us.

I left for home in the evening without informing Louis, and I didn't care about what he thought.

And at night, I was unable to sleep. I slept at three in the morning and got up at ten in the morning.

I got into the building, in the elevator, and as it opened on the twenty-eighth floor, I didn't know which direction to run in.

Eleanor.

She stood there, smirking at me, wearing a skirt too short and a top which was cut low. I cleared my throat and said, "I need to go. I'm already late."

"Well, good morning to you too, Harry. How are you this morning?" She said and I fought the urge to roll my eyes. "I'm a blast! Now if you'll excuse me." I said and tried to get away, but she blocked my way.

"Just wanted to give you a small piece of information." She said. "Is it work-related?" I asked and she said, "No, but you'll be interested for sure."

"I know I'm not." I pushed past her and walked away from the spot but she said, "You definitely won't be interested in knowing that me and Louis are going out for lunch, and then a movie, followed by-"

"Wow, good luck for your first date." I said and nearly ran towards my cabin.

Louis never went out of routine, but here he was, doing it for Eleanor.

I didn't know anything but the fact that I was jealous, and I didn't know why.

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(The previous day, after Harry had left for home in the evening)

*Niall's POV*

I saw Harry leave for home and I knew exactly what I had to do.

I packed my things and kept them ready on my table and walked to Louis' cabin. I didn't bother to knock, just barged in and saw Louis resting on his chair. His nose had dried blood while his left eye was swollen. Who cared anyway.

"You fucking dickhead! How could you??" I shouted.

He immediately sprang onto his feet and asked, "What are you on, lad?"

I walked to him, held him by the collar of his suit-shirt and said, "You never thought about Harry, did you?? Just fucked him whenever you wanted and now, you're having a jolly good time with that elephant named Eleanor!"

He wiggled away from my grip and said, "The fuck, Niall! We had mutually agreed on that, alright? Don't put all this shit on me! We had agreed to just fuck, for mutual pleasure. Nothing else, at all! Now if I fell for Eleanor, was it my fault, huh? Love is blind."

"I don't know about love, but you sure are blind, Louis. I mean, look at Harry and then Eleanor. Harry is a fucking king confetti of wonder and she is like some immature little teenage girl drooling all over you!"