larry oneshots (english version)

I told him I had a boyfriend

"What the-" Louis muffled under his breath, pinching his eyes together and focusing on the scene in front of him. The loud music of the night club was echoing in his ears and the vodka he had just drunken was still burning down his throat.

But there was something else burning in him right now, nearly eating him from his inside. Slowly but surely his chest began to fill with jealousy. Who the hell had just taken the nerve to talk to his boy?

And that not being enough, this man also had the fucking cheek to put his hand on harry's hip, which didn't seem to bother his sub at all. And that made Louis' tummy coil even more with upcoming anger.

A few rapid steps later he arrived at them and firmly grabbed Harry's neck. The curly haired one let out a soft squeak at that and quickly turned around to see his boyfriend staring at him with darkened eyes.

"We're going now," he commanded, quiet but harsh.

"But Louis, we've just-" Harry tried but Louis interrupted him.

"I said we're going," he repeated himself, tightening his grip on Harry's neck.

And so Harry only excusingly smiled at the other man next to him, who looked at them with a raised eyebrow, and followed Louis out of the club.

"Can't even leave you alone for five minutes without you having the hand of someone else all over your body, can I?" Louis snapped as soon as they were outside, standing in the cold air.

"Lou," Harry tried softly again. "I told him I had a boyfriend."

"Hah," Louis sounded bitter, he sounded cold. "Told him about your boyfriend and still didn't care about that hand laying on you fucking waist. Your waist, Harry, you know that's my spot!" Impatiently he fidgeted with the cigarette package in his hands and got one out.

"Lou," Harry whined, eyes following the way Louis moved first the cig and then his lighter towards his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and sucking the cold smoke into his lungs and out again. He was a slut for Louis smoking, the way he looked like when he did was sinful.

"Get into the fucking car now, I'll remind you who you belong to at home." Louis huffed and Harry quietly groaned at that, already imagining all the different things Louis could probably do with him now.