The Club

7

A dildo broke loose and fell to the floor, bouncing once. Louis giggled at the sight and picked it up before he went to wash the sex toys.

He wondered how often Liam bought new ones and how people could be comfortable using the toys in the club. The thought wouldn't even cross his mind even if they were cleaned every day. At least not the stuff that went inside someone's body.

There were signs on the walls urging people to use condoms on the dildos before they used them but he had a feeling those signs were ignored a lot of the time. Thank God Harry had a playroom.

He hurried to scrub the toys and got started with the cleaning. He was tired. His recent social life interfered with his sleep but he wouldn't have it any other way. He loved every second he spent with Harry and he and Niall had become good friends.

He finished work and headed straight home and went to bed after he set an alarm. He had finally saved enough money to make a demo and he was going to the studio at noon. He was so excited but had trouble deciding on which songs to record.

He got up at ten and took a quick shower and ate a bowl of cereal before he left his apartment and headed to the studio. He greeted everyone with a handshake and introduced himself. They asked to hear the songs so he took a seat by the piano and sang the three songs he was thinking about recording.

After that, they discussed the instrumental parts of the songs and what kind of sound he was going for.

He hurried to Harry's place afterward for dinner with their friends. Luckily he made it before they arrived.
"How did it go in the studio?" Harry asked.

"Good. We're recording next week. I just have to decide which songs to use." Louis replied.

"I'd love to hear them." Harry smiled.

"Well, maybe you can hear the demo if you're a good boy." Louis teased.

"Oh, I have to be a good boy? That's usually my line, honey." Harry smirked and wrapped his arms around him.

The sound of the doorbell broke them apart. Harry went to open the door and Louis followed him closely behind. It was Niall.
"Hi, I hope I have the right place. Louis gave me the address."

"Hi, Niall." Louis greeted and leaned to the side behind Harry so Niall would see him.

"Woah! I didn't see you there. Hi!" Niall smiled.

"I'm Harry. Welcome." Harry greeted.

Niall was about to close the door behind him when Zayn and Liam appeared. Harry introduced everyone and they headed to the kitchen.

As soon as they sat down to eat Niall started to talk.
"So, Liam, what do you do for a living?"

"I owe a gay BDSM club." Liam answered sounding amused.

Niall had just taken a bite. His mouth dropped and the food fell out.
"A gay BDSM club? Wow, eh, okay."

"I'm a bartender at Liam's club." Zayn informed him.

"And I clean the place." Louis filled in.

Niall turned his eyes to Harry.
"Let me guess, you're the stripper?"

Harry had just taken a sip of wine and spit it out all over his food with a loud cackle.
"What? No. I'm an accountant."

"Oh, sorry. I hope I didn't offend you." Niall blushed.

Harry got up to get a new plate of food.
"Do I look like a stripper?" He asked, sounding amused.

"Don't answer that." Louis muttered under his breath.