just an act~larry au

{chapter three}

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harry was surprised at first, but he relaxed into it. harry could taste the alcohol on louis' lips, but didn't seem to mind. their lips fit together perfectly, like a puzzle. harry wrapped his arms around louis neck, and louis moved the two of them against the wall. he went on his tiptoes, so he could reach, and harry giggled. he smiled into the kiss, and then pulled back.

"wa-wait, are you sure this is okay?" harry asked, as the two separated. harry had a small crush on louis from the start. normally, he would've thought this was rushed, but with louis, well, with louis it was different. it had just felt right.

"yeah...can we...can we keep going?" louis wanted to kiss him again, but before he could do so was interrupted by harry.

"who's that on the couch?" he whispered, as if it would be a crime to awaken the sleeping boy on the couch.

"that's just my friend zayn, he's out cold, don't worry about him." louis returned to kissing harry, as he tried to speak.

"howmmph..much?" harry pulled away, motioning to the empty glasses.

"oh my god! are those-are those drugs?" he whimpered, eyes wide open in fear.

louis sighed, "it's fine...harry...come here..."

he shook his head in denial, "i-i need to go. i'm sorry."

"but harry..." he slurred but by the time he had made his way to the door he had already left.

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"louis, i'm just here to get my stuff." eleanor called into the apartment as she unlocked it with the spare key he hid.

"i'll be gone in a few minutes, i swear. please don't get mad," she shielded herself as she stepped in.

"oh my god..." she looked at the unconscious boys on the floor, and the mess they had created. there was a putrid smell filling the air.

glasses of vodka were scattered across the kitchen and living room. unlit joints piled up next to a passed out zayn-and next to zayn, a passed out louis.

"louis! zayn! wake your asses up!" eleanor yelled at them while shaking zayn and slapping louis, lightly of course.

"w-wha? what happened?" zayn squinted his eyes at the sudden brightness and looked up at the girl standing above him. he recognized her, and remembered louis telling him something about how she broke up with him.

"i don't know, you tell me," she retorted, showing him the mess that looked like something you would find in the house of a drug dealer.

"shit..." he said, rubbing his eyes and leaning forward. then, he continued, "you should get out of here. louis said you dumped him. he's a mess."

"i know. i feel horrible. it's just a lot to handle, you know? anyways, i just came to get my stuff," eleanor explained her reasoning for dumping louis, the week he was going to propose. zayn still didn't think that was a good enough reasoning, but he was too hungover to say so.