Shit, you thought Larry was bad?

Fighting and Honesty (4?)

((Hi. Okay, there is most likely gonna be another chapter before this one, I just haven't decided what I want to do and pieced it all together yet, but I'm working on it...

Oh, and TW ⚠️ There will be self-harm in this chapter. I use this as an outlet sometimes, so that's why this is included. I personally never get triggered by reading stuff like that, but some people might and I would never want that to happen. So, just a fair warning.))

Song: Fool For You - ZAYN (I listened to this after writing one day and just felt it fit here, idk — it has nothing to do with the chapter really but yeah. Here it is ig.)

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It's Friday, so Edward and Harry are out as usual with their friends for a fun night out. Normally, they'd just go to the local pub, but Niall insisted on the club instead. Damn him. Harry was apprehensive about going; not wanting to watch girls throw themselves at his brother (his boyfriend) like always. Harry always got attention too, but Edward has that dangerous, sexy vibe going on that all girls got wet for. The difference though, Harry knows how to say 'no'. Edward on the other hand, will fuck anyone with a pussy. Well, that's how he used to be anyway; he only cares about his Harry now. Still, that doesn't make it any easier to see him entertaining other girls' attention — and liking it. That narcissistic asshole. He doesn't flirt back with the girls anymore; having learned his lesson from a previous fight, but he doesn't necessarily stop them when they do either. It's not like he would sleep with any of them, but it still sucks for him to have to watch.

Harry has just recently come out to his friends too — Edward previously being the only person to know; obviously — telling them that he is in fact super gay and always has been. They took it very well and haven't treated him any different. He knew they wouldn't. In fact, Niall even suspected it; given that he has never seen his best friend with a girl. 

This is also the first time they've gone out since he's come out to them as well, so he's sure they expect him to at least talk to some guys tonight. Which only adds to the growing uncomfortableness for the evening. That's the last thing he wants to do. Even if he were single.

As it turns out, Harry's apprehension was justified. 

He is seeing red. He has never wanted to actually inflict bodily harm upon anyone before, but when he caught sight of his boyfriend after he had disappeared for a while, he could have committed double homicide without even blinking. He almost caused a whole dramatic scene in the middle of the club when he saw Edward dancing with some whorish girl, who was using him like a stripper pole.

That stupid bastard just couldn't help himself, could he? He wanted to snap the bitch's neck and stab Edward in the throat right on the dance floor. Then he remembered that's illegal. Unfortunate. So rather than that, he was going to storm over there and unleash his anger, but remembered also that they are in public, and in a clandestine relationship. So instead, he just stays slumped in his seat at the table with their friends, fighting back tears and feeling betrayed and defeated.

That is, until Edward stumbles over; clearly intoxicated and sits down next to him as if he wasn't just rubbing all up on some nasty skank in front of him. Now he just feels pure rage.

This situation is feeling too familiar.

When Edward receives a nasty glare from his twin as he tried to sit close to him, he knew immediately why Harry was upset. He just doesn't think it's something to get upset over. It was just some harmless dancing. He'd never go further than that — he wouldn't do that to Harry. In his mind, it isn't cheating or anything. How could it be if he has no sexual or romantic desire for her? It was just for fun. However, he didn't realize that intention to go further or not, this still hurt Harry all the same. He really should have known better, honestly.