Criminal Love

Chapter Four

Mess Around by Cage the Elephant

I stand in front of my mirror, trying to get a proper look at my fifth outfit choice for tonight. "Dude, chill, you look great in this, you looked great in the last four options too." Niall says, sitting in my lounge chair. "It's my first date, like real date in like seven months, Niall. This is as calm as I'll be all night." I say, straightening the lapeled collars, it's a white patterned suit, but it seems like it's too much for the first date.

I eventually go back to my first option, the black flare slacks, black dress shirt, black dress shoes, and a gold ribbon to accentuate the outfit. "You look great! Now, go out there, and get some fancy-ass dinner with a crime lord, and text me if you are either going to second base at his, or coming back here and I'll give you some privacy." Niall says, smirking as my cheeks flush while I fight off a smile.

I put my Jeep in park in front of the restaurant at 6:50, locking my vehicle behind me as I walk through the doors, greeted by a stunning hostess. "Good evening, welcome to Doral Steakhouse, do you have a reservation?" She asks, looking down at the monitor waiting for my answer. "Ummm, I believe it's under Tomlinson, Louis Tomlinson." I say, looking around the building, but not spotting him. I must be early.

"Ah of course, right this way." She says, leading me to a secluded area, away from the eyes and ears of everyone. I see a grey suit jacket draped over a chair at the table that the hostess is leading me to. "Here we are, your server will be out in just a few." She says before leaving. "Thank you." I say as I sit down. I quickly pull out my phone and text Niall.

Me: I'm nervous, Ni.

Irish Fuck: Are you at the table? Don't be nervous, he seems ok...

Me: There is hesitation in that text, ni. I'm at the table, oh shit he's coming, I gotta go.

I tuck my phone away as I see Louis' figure come closer to the table, he's wearing a black button down, with matching slacks that clearly go with the blazer resting on the chair across from me. I make myself busy with the silverware as Louis sits down. "So, you actually showed. To be honest, I wasn't expecting you to." Louis' smooth voice says quietly, making me look up from the cutlery.

"Do I look like the type that would turn people down?" I ask, my eyes never wavering from his aquamarine gaze. "Not exactly. You look more like the type who can't be bothered in dates.." He says, lips turning up at the end of the statement. I let out a low chuckle, nerves slowly dissipating. "Well, considering this is my first date in months, how could I say no?" I say, itching the tip of my nose with my index finger, a habit I can't seem to break.

Louis' eyes widen, but barely noticeable. "Should I be honored that you accepted my offer?" He asks, a laugh tracing his tone. I let out a small laugh at that. "If that's what you want, then go for it." I say, looking up as a waiter comes by. "Hello, my name is Connor, I'll be your waiter for this evening, what would you like to start out with to drink?" He asks, his green eyes clashing with my own.

"We'll be having the red wine, if that's ok with you, Harry?" Louis says, I nod in agreement. "Ok, and any appetizer's to start out with?" Connor asks. I look at Louis and shrug. "No, thank you though." Louis says, flashing him a smile as Connor leaves. "Fuck, he was just dreaming to take you." Louis says, looking back at my face and examining it. "You are so unnaturally beautiful... how?" He says, head tilting to the side.

I'm not used to complements, but when I get them, I turn it into humor. "Well, you see, when two people love each other, and they have very prominent genes, and then they have sex. And then they have a baby, those strong features just happen to pass to that child, and voila. You have me." I say, watching Louis' face morph into an amused character.

"Your mouth is mesmerizing, I must say." Louis says, taking a sip of his wine, making me choke on mine. "I'm sorry?" I say, looking at him with wide eyes, unsure if what I heard him say was correct. "You heard me, but just in case you didn't.. I said, your mouth is mesmerizing." Louis repeats, making my mouth go dry, even after just drinking something. "I.. uh, thank you?" I stutter, breaking the eye contact.

Louis just laughs at my discomfort. "So.... What do you do? What do you like?" Louis asks, moving his roasted green beans around on his plate, not really eating, all his focus is creepily on me. "Ummm...... I love pop songs, dancing.. bad trash tv, perhaps." I say, looking at my grilled chicken. "I like to sing, but I don't do it often." I also supply to the conversation.

"What about you?" I ask, and I know I probably shouldn't have said anything, but curiosity kills the cat. But to my surprise, Louis lets out a loud laugh, heads turning in our direction. "That, my love, you will learn on the second date." Louis says, and that's when two things registered in my brain. One, the fact that Louis plans on going on a second date with me, and two, he grabbed my hand.

It may be because of the wine, or the buzz of atmosphere, but it doesn't matter the cause. What matters is the fact that Louis is walking out of the restaurant with me, hand in hand, whistling a low tune, carrying the leftovers as we walk over to his Range Rover. He hands me the food, and releases his grip on my hand. He takes the keys out with one hand, and with the other he dials a number on his phone. "Just put that on the floor behind your seat, darling." He says, moving the phone away from his face as I do what he said.

"Liam, hey mate, could you meet me at my place in like twenty minutes? Yeah, have Zee come along too." Louis says, getting into the drivers seat, phone resting between his jaw and shoulder as he starts the car and closes his door. "Harry. What's your address?" Louis asks, making me turn my head to him. "28 Newsprings Drive, on Sunset Boulevard." I say.

"You heard that Liam, if you and Zayn could actually drive to the Doral Steakhouse parking lot, and pick up his truck, just drive it to his house." Louis says, palm laying flat in an invitation for my keys. "Course, Lou. We'll be on our way." A soft yet gruff voice speakers through the vehicle's speakers. "Thanks Liam." Louis says, hanging up on the guy, but before I can say anything, Louis' hand is resting on the top of my thigh.

We left my keys in the backside of the tire, in the open wheel. "Do you have any kinks?" Louis asks suddenly, making me choke on a combination of spit and air. I feel myself flush as I look at him, driving with one hand, elbow resting on the door, other hand casually on my thigh. "What?" I ask in clarification.

"Do you have any kinks? Degrading, bondage, spitting, blindfolded, daddy, pain?" He asks, eyes focused on the darkening road. Each time my breath hitched at the kinks coming out of his lewd mouth, he smirked. "Ah, so you do. What about edging, denial, spanking?" He lists more, my face getting warmer .

"Oh this is gonna be fun."

This is getting spicy.. so very forward Lewis
Anygays, I'll start working on the next chapter very soon.
Ciao.

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