5sos & 1d Smut

Louis: Could Harry

Request: Can I get jealous Louis from Harry Thxx

Hopefully You Like it xoxo

Y/N's P.O.V.

This club was packed. It was a Friday night, and the boys wanted to have some fun. Louis plus-one'd me, telling me to dress up tonight. Louis and I had been dating for almost a year now and it has honestly been the best year of my life.

Now, as I was saying, he told me to dress up. When he popped out of the bathroom after his shower, he nearly choked on his own spit, seeing me in a tight black revealing dress with matching heels. My hair was curled to perfection, and I went full out on my makeup.

"Fuck. You look great, Y/N,"

"Thanks," I replied, before turning around and bending over the bed to grab my clutch. When I stood back up, my hips collided with something. Large calloused hands made their way around my stomach, hooking on to each other in front of me.

"How about we meet the boys at the club later, and we can have a little fun right now?" he whispered in my ear softly, as he began to grind his hips into mine from behind.

"Lou, I just spent an hour curling my hair, so we're going to that club," I sternly replied before detaching his arms, and grabbing my clutch off the bed. "I expect you to be done in 10 minutes or I'm leaving without you." And with that, I left the room, leaving him to dress in silence.

So here we are now, in a hot, packed club. I sent Louis off to get us some drinks, while I danced with Harry.

A fast song came on, and I moved my body to the beat, occasionally rubbing myself up against the tall, curly haired lad. After a few songs, I saw my sea-green eyed boyfriend begin to approach me, with two glasses in his hand, but then I got an idea. What would happen if I got Louis jealous?

I smiled to myself before turning around and grinding against Harry. He gave me a look of confusion, before spotting Louis and giving me a barely-noticeable nod of his head.

Soon a fast beat song came on and I began to rub my body up against his, and skim my hands over his hard chest.

I carried on dancing with Harry this way for a few more songs, before I deemed it enough to make Louis crazy. I then gripped Harry's shirt and pulled him down to my level, and whispered a 'Thank you' in his ear.

I spun on my heel, navigating through the thick crowd with ease. When I made it back to the VIP section, that overlooked the club, I could barely contain myself. Louis was sitting there with an angry look on his face, but that made him oh so much more attractive.

"Hey Y/N, ready to go home? It's getting late."

"Yeah, these heels are killing me."

He stood up and grabbed my hand roughly, and almost dragged me out of the club into the cold, night air. His keys jingled in his pocket with every step he took, and once we were within a couple yards from our vehicle, he took them out and unlocked it. He didn't bother to open my door for me.I got in without a word, and he slammed his door shut once he was seated.

"What the fuck was that, Y/N?" he spat.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Louis. I was just having some fun."

"What, do you think he could fuck you better than I can?"

"No, Louis I-"

"I guess I'll just have to show you who your master is," he replied before speeding off, down the road. The ride home was silent. It was not really a comfortable silence, but it was tension filled. You could nearly cut the sexual frustration with a butter knife.