The Club

2

On Friday he made a decision out of character. He decided to visit the club he was working at while it was open. That didn't mean he would let a stranger whip him in one of the rooms. He needed to get out of his flat and since he recently moved to London he didn't know anybody. Drinking a beer where he later had to clean was just practical. He didn't have to go home. Since it was a gay club he might even meet someone? Maybe that guy Harry would be there?

He showered and got ready for a night out after he slept for a few hours so he wouldn't be totally dead when he needed to work afterward. This wasn't one of his best ideas but he needed to blow off some steam.

He arrived at the club at eleven and walked inside. The place was crowded. He immediately headed to the bar and ordered a beer.
"Hey, don't you work here?" The bartender asked.

"Yeah." Louis said.

"I thought I recognized you. I'm Zayn." The bartender introduced himself.

"Louis." Louis said and tried to pay for the beer but Zayn just waved his hand.
"You get this one for free."

"Thanks." Louis smiled.

He took a seat by the bar and sipped the beer while he looked around.
"First time here while it's opened?" Zayn asked.

"Yeah." Louis chuckled.

"Enjoy." Zayn winked.

Louis felt out of place as he looked around at the other clubbers. There was a lot of leather and latex going on. He could spot a theme. He wasn't judgemental per se, people could have whatever kinks and preferences they wanted. He just found it a little intimidating.
"Louis!"

He looked up just to be face to face with the naked man the other night, but this time Harry was fully clothed. He gave him a quick once over. Harry was dressed in all black. Black boots, black suit, black button-up shirt even if most of the buttons were just for show. Harry had his chest out, showing off two swallow tattoos. Usually, Louis didn't go for the pimp look but Harry looked good. He suspected that the man in front of him could wear pretty much anything and still look glorious.
"Hi, Harry."

"Fancy meeting you here." Harry smiled.

"I feel a little out of place." Louis chuckled.

"Not into this sort of thing?" Harry asked and gave him a once over.

"Never tried but I doubt it." Louis shrugged.

"I'd love to introduce you if you'd ever be interested in exploring that side of you." Harry smiled seductively.

Louis blinked twice. Slowly. Harry needed to have a warning sign or something. Just one look made Louis fucking weak in the knees. He had a feeling that he would agree to a lot if Harry looked at him like that in another setting. More naked setting. Crap, his mind was wandering.
"Ehm, right. I'll keep that in mind."

"Can I at least buy you a drink?" Harry asked.

"Sure." Louis agreed.

"Another beer?" Harry asked.

Louis nodded his head and drank the last of the beer in his bottle. Harry waved Zayn over and placed an order. After he paid and handed Louis his beer Harry had another suggestion.
"Wanna drink these in Liam's office?"

"Can we do that?" Louis questioned.

"He's not here tonight and I have a set of keys." Harry winked.

"Oh, I don't want to get in trouble though. I need this job." Louis hesitated.

"You won't be in trouble. I'll make sure of it." Harry said and Louis followed him to the office.

Harry unlocked the door and closed it behind them. They took a seat on the couch. The loud music was muffled and they could actually hold a conversation without screaming.
"Tell me a little about yourself." Harry said.

"Not much to tell. I'm from Doncaster originally. I moved to London six months ago to pursue a singing career. Saving money to pay for a demo." Louis informed him.

"Wicked!" Harry grinned.

"Wicked?" Louis laughed in surprise.

"Yeah, I just adore guys that can sing. If you happen to play the guitar as well I'm sold." Harry smiled.

"Well, I'm trying to at least." Louis chuckled.

They continued to talk with a flirty undertone and before he knew it the club was closing.
"Well, I have to work now." Louis said and stood up.

"That's rough." Harry commented.

"That's life." Louis smirked.

"Can I get your number? We definitely should go out on a date." Harry said.

"Alright." Louis agreed.

They exchanged numbers and Harry left. Louis went to the janitor's closet and found the cleaning supplies and went to work.

When he arrived back home he could hardly keep his eyes open. Going out before work wasn't one of his best ideas in retrospect but at least it landed him a date if Harry decided to call.

He slept in and woke up close to two o'clock. He checked his phone and sat up in bed when he saw that Harry had texted him and asked him if he was free for dinner today. Louis immediately texted him back to tell him that he was. They texted back and forth a bit setting a time and place.

Louis rushed out of bed and hit the shower. He spent a fair amount of time getting ready. Since he hadn't eaten all day a bowl of cereal kept him company in front of the tv.

Somehow he ended up running to the subway and almost missing his train even though he had hours getting ready. Harry waited for him outside the restaurant. The hat, fake leopard coat and sunglasses added to the pimp look but it kind of suited him. Louis hid his smile.
"Hi, Harry."

"Hello. I hope you're hungry." Harry smiled and held the door open for him.

"Definitely." Louis said.

The dinner was great. Louis found himself mesmerized by Harry and the way he talked and the things he said. His voice was really soothing.
"Can you sing?" Louis asked.

"I can hold a tune. I make a mean ABBA cover whenever I sing karaoke." Harry answered.

"ABBA?" Louis chuckled.

"Come on, who doesn't love ABBA?" Harry pouted.

"That would be me." Louis replied dryly.

Harry gasped and held a hand over his heart.
"Outrageous!" He joked.

When dinner was over Harry asked if he wanted to come back to his place and Louis accepted.