Perfect (L.S)

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credit to @C4rR07s for this chapter bc he made me write it, and it's dedicated to someone who was really excited for smut in the next few chapters

PS! does anyone want me to go on their mb to tell them if a chapter is published? i like it when writers do that w me sometimes so yk

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Once the plane had taken off, and the seatbelt sign had turned off, they were free to roam. Harry unbuckled his seatbelt, getting up. He took his bag with him, slinging it around his shoulder. "Come on."

Louis sighed, "back to the bar?"

"You betcha," Harry grinned, "I think the bartender likes me. He's hot too."

"Ew."

"What? I'm just making an observation." Harry shrugged, grabbing the sliding door and opening it. "It's not like I'm going to fuck him or anything."

"Ugh, I wasn't even thinking about that."

Louis followed Harry out into the hall, walking back into the lounge. They picked a booth in the back, facing the bar. Harry tossed his bag carelessly on the table and made his way to the bar. The same attendant greeted Harry when he walked up, that same smile plastered on his lips as before. Louis grimaced.

"Hey again, cutie." The attendant smiled, grabbing the towel off his shoulder and briefly wiping the counter-top before returning to the computer to take Harry's order.

Harry smirked, leaning against the bar. "Missed me?"

"You know it." The attendant winked. Ugh, this conversation between them was so disgusting. Louis needs a drink. "What can I get for you?"

"Hm, I'll have a Shirley Temple." He looked up at the menu, running his eyes over the options.

"Shirley Temple. Perfect. Anything else?"

"How about a cup of lime wedges and a cup of ice?" Harry asked. The attendant gave him a weird smile, but nodded and smiled.

"Alrighty. It'll be out in a second."

"Thank you, babes. You're a doll." Harry smiled. "Say, how long are you in LA?"

"Well," the attendant began. His eyes followed him as he started preparing his order, just like Louis was watching him. But Harry wasn't wearing a huge look of disgust on his face, unlike someone. But it wasn't because he was jealous, God no, but because he was disgusted. Just plain disgusted. "I'm on standby, so maybe two to three days?"

"That's nice, get to explore some, then." Harry winked.

Louis' nose curled as Harry looked at him, with such longing bedroom eyes. He was an airplane attendant, for Pete's sake.

When the attendant handed Harry his drink, their hands lingered a second too long. It made Louis boil over with his newfound disgust-it wasn't jealousy, it wasn't-and he clenched and unclenched his fist as he started a stride over to Harry.

"Thanks." Harry smiled, walking away. He smiled at Louis as the latter steadily approached the counter, widening his eyes at him as if he were signalling Louis to make his move.

Harry had his back turned, setting down his cups on the table his bag was resting on, he moved over to the condiments bar, and picked out a few things. He walked back over, humming and smiling to himself as he placed the condiments in his bag.

Louis, wasn't so peaceful. He charged over to the bar, eyes on fire. "What the fuck gives you the right to talk to my boyfriend like that, mate?"

The attendant looked taken aback. A look of shame crossed his face, quickly replaced with an apologetic frown. "Whoa, I'm so sorry. I didn't know he was your boyfriend. I apologize, sir."

The way that the attendant-Colin, according to his nametag- apologized immediately in such a kind way made Louis' angry expression immediately melt away from his face. He stuttered, trying to keep his ground. "J-just... y'know don't do that again."

"Of course, sir. I apologize yet again." Colin bowed his head in respect, making Louis feel more comfortable in this situation, somehow? I mean, he shouldn't feel uncomfortable in the beginning. Harry wasn't his boyfriend. Harry is a dickhead. "Anyways, what can I get for ya?"

"Uhm, yeah, I'll have..." Louis hastily looked down at his hand, squinting at Harry's smudged handwriting. It was written in cursive. Of course. How Harry-like. "He's going to be the death of me."

"Sorry, can you repeat that?" He looked back up at Colin.

Lemonade and pineapple juice.

"I'll have a glass of lemonade. And a glass of pineapple juice, if that's alright?"

"Great. I'll have that out for you in a jiffy." He smiled, tapping Louis' order in his computer.

"Thanks." Louis said, walking back to the booth where Harry sat, cross-legged. He had this annoying smirk that Louis wanted to rip off his face personally. "What the fuck are you looking at, man?"

"You called me your boyfriend."

okay small lil cliffy hanger ilysm

OKAY SO I'M SORRY BUT THERE ARE SOME ELEMENTS OF THIS BOOK THAT I REALIZE I CAN'T FUFILL (i cant make an OF for harry bc i don't have a credit card lololol) SO PLEASE PRETEND THE TWEETS IN THE NEXT CHAPTERS ARE ONLYFANS POSTS OKAY ILYSM

alsoooo thank you for 700 reads!!! i wouldn't be here without readers as devoted as you guys, and i'm soooo thankful for yall. ilysm.

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jules xx