A Night in Hollywood

Don't Think Too Much About It

Two days later, Harry was feeling remarkably better and was back at work. It was also then they were going to film the intimate scenes, so for the first time, Liam joined them on set. Louis had no worries about filming the scenes. Usually, he felt a bit nervous and vulnerable about having to be in that position with another person, but this was Harry after all. They had been in many positions together.

It was only Harry, Louis, Liam, and another small part of the crew at work that day.

The scene they were shooting was going to take place in Alexander's bedroom, a room that reminded Louis and oddly lot of his own. God, he really needed to make his home more personal and homely.

"Ready for today?" Louis grinningly asked Harry as Rosalinda dotted makeup over his chest. Harry was sitting in the makeup chair next to Louis'.

"No, deeply nervous," Harry said as Clara tried to cover up his butterfly. "I can't stand the thought that I have to act like we're fucking."

Louis cackled. "Want the real deal instead?"

"We're also here," Rosalinda reminded them. "Just so you know."

Louis chuckled. "Sorry, Rosa."

Rosa waved him off. "God's sake, why do you have all these tattoos?"

"Because it works wonders with men," Louis answered.

"I agree," Harry piped up.

Clara swatted him in the back of the head. "You two are gross! We get it, everyone knows you're hooking up."

"Yeah—Wait, they do?" Louis asked.

Rosalinda chuckled. "You're not exactly discreet."

Louis pursed his lips. He was fine with his friends knowing about him and Harry's casual thing, but the whole crew? That would probably just start rumours about that they were actually dating and not just for PR. And besides, Louis didn't want Grimshaw to hate him if he thought that Louis and Harry liked each other.

Which was actually the case. For Louis, anyway.

"You got very quiet all of sudden," Harry said. "What's on your mind?"

"How does everyone bloody know?" Louis asked. "Not like we've just told anyone."

"Well... We do arrive in the same car most mornings," Harry said.

Louis huffed but said nothing more.

Finally, all their makeup was on, and they moved to set. They were both wearing bathrobes, underneath only wearing boxer briefs.

Liam walked briskly over to them. "You guys ready?"

Louis nodded. "Yeah."

"Okay, so," Liam said. "You're not going to have to be completely nude. None of the scenes showcases under the belt, you're well aware of this, right?"

Both men nodded.

"Okay, good, but you're still gonna have to be in close proximity so we're gonna do our best for it to be comfor—Don't look at each other like that, I know you're used to this, but this is protocol."

Louis and Harry broke into a fit of giggles.

* * *

Shooting went amazing and Louis managed to only pop a boner once. He drove with Harry home, saying that he had gotten too worked up during their work day and he needed to let off some steam.

They both did.

Three times.

Once on the couch.

Once in the bed.