Perfect (L.S)

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"You just called me your boyfriend." Harry said, looking up from his phone. His drink was held firmly in the other hand, bag slung over his shoulder.

"Oh, shut it, Harry. I'm not drunk enough to deal with you." Louis brushed him off, placing his cups on the table. Harry got up from his seat, taking his cups with him.

"Then let's get you drunk." Harry smirked.

Louis took his cups and followed Harry back into the main cabin. "Finally, an idea that I like."

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"Okay, so what first?" Louis asked.

"Shots?" He suggested, holding up the tequila.

"Yeah, but with what shot-glass?"

Harry winked, then dug his hand back into his tote-bag-of-wonders. He took out the shotglass that he bought from a duty-free store. "Ignore the rainbow. The only other one was a guy's abs, and I doubt you'd want to drink from that."

"We're sharing it? Isn't that kinda..." Louis trailed off, frowning.

"Just say no homo before taking the shot." Harry suggested. "It's fine."

"Okay." Louis grabbed the shot glass and the tequila, setting it on the table in front of them and pouring the liquid in it. "So, it's... salt, then lime, then shot?"

"No, salt, lime, then shot."

"Okay, fancy-pants." He grabbed the shot off of the table. "Where's the salt and the lime?"

"Gimme a sec." Harry reached back into his bag yet again, pulling out packets of table salt and a cup of lime wedges. "It isn't exactly fancy, but it'll do till we get to LA. Then the fun will really start."

"I'm honestly surprised you even know what 'fun' means."

"What the fuck you mean by that?" Harry looked at him quizzically.

"You're a fucking nerd back home. I didn't know you drank alcohol or had done anything relatively illegal, like jaywalking." Louis licked the salt off of his hand, grabbing the shot and downing it. The alcohol burnt a light trail down his throat, soon followed by a bite of lime juice.

"And I was about to suggest body shots, but I guess I'm just not hip enough for that." Harry mock-frowned, taking the shot glass from Louis' hands.

"I'm not drunk enough for that." He handed Harry the salts, letting him put some on his palm. Harry quickly lapped it up, downing the shot quickly after.

"Come on!" Louis tried to take the bottle from Harry, but he clenched the bottle tighter. "It's gonna be fun. For your sake, I'll do the shots, you be the body."

"But-" Louis tried.

"Just pretend I'm a girl. I've got long hair and a somewhat feminine form. It's fine."

"Okay, what do I do?" Louis looked at Harry, watching him pass the bottle from hand to hand.

"Okay, so first get on the ground." He motioned against the ground near them. He isn't wasting time. Louis did as he was told, sitting on the ground. "Now take your shirt off."

Louis obeyed, taking his shirt off and lying on the floor. Harry took a second to admire Louis' softly toned chest, wanting to rub his fingers up and down his chest. Not in a sexual way, obviously, just in a 'wow, your skin is so smooth' way. Obviously. "Wanna take a picture? It'll last longer, babe."