heavenly hell //larry smut (boyxboy)

getting ready

Harrys pov

It's dark. And hot. The itchy fabric around my head is scratching my nose. I'm usually not a claustrophobic kind of person. But when you're locked inside a closet, blindfolded and you don't know what's going to happen next, I guess it's OK to at least get a bit nervous.
Well, let me explain how I got here.....
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It's a quite nice November's day in London today. Which is unusual because, to be honest and cliché, but most of the times it's rainy, cold and foggy at this time of the year. But today not. The sun is out and it's kind of warm outside. Not like 't-shirt wearing warm' you still need a thicker jumper or a thin jacket over it, but it's not freezing cold. And it's also a good day because it's one of my best friends birthday.
My longtime friend Michael is gonna turn 18 today and he's having a big party with a lot of people. I'm not so outgoing usually but for him I always make an excuse. And it will be the first day after three weeks that I'll see my best friend again. He was on a family holiday and these three weeks have been the longest time since we know each other that we've been apart. I promised to pick him up another airport and that's what I'm going to do now. I put on my shoes and a leather jacket and jumped into my car, which was ma last year's birthday present, and drove to London Heathrow. As the amazing friend that I am, I of course prepared something to welcome him back home. A pice of cardboard with a whole lot of glittery heart and the lettering "welcome home, boobear" really cheesy, I know, but I also knew he'd hate it and that's fun for me.
As the loudspeakers are still blasting, the first couple of people are coming through the hallway. And that's where he came. His usual straight hair looks curly and messed up, half of his face covered in his dark green jumper, his little sister holding his hand, he came right up to me. "Are you fucking kidding me harry?" he asked point at the glittery sign that looked more like a 12 year old girl made it. "Nice to see you too, Louis!" I fake smiled.
"Well I like it. It's pretty!" Lottie spoke from behind Louis. "Thanks Lotts" I ruffled her hair.
"No, I like it too. That's really sweet off you, Hazza" he pulled me into a hug. "It's been too long. I've missed you"
"Ok boys! We gotta go. Come on!"
His mum called. "Lou are you coming with us or-"
"I'll go with harry" he interrupted her.
"Alright. See you tomorrow then, I guess?" She came over to where we stood and hugged him, petting his head. "Drive carefully Harry" she winked at me and left.
I linked our arms together as we slowly left the building and went to my car. "So how was it in Italy?"
"Ugh.. Pretty boring.. But at least the weather was nicer" he laughed.
We chatted along as I drove us to my flat.
Inside he threw his bags in a corner and sighed. "I'm exhausted.. I think I'm gonna take a shower. When do we have to be at Michael's?"
"the party starts around 7 but he asked if we could come a bit earlier and help him setting things up and-"
"and you said yes.. Of course.."
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Yes I did. Because I'm a good friend."
"Yes you are Harry" he gave me a hug before he disappeared into the bathroom.
While he showered I sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, but I wasn't really concentrating on what was on.
I was thinking of the party, what to wear and how I've missed my best friend and how cute he looked when he came out of the plane.
Cute?! Woah! He's were besties, that ok to say about your male best friend isn't it?
I was lost in thought and didn't hear the water from the shower stopping, as suddenly a plain naked Louis stood in front of me. "Hey mate, would you mind handing me some towels?" he laughed as he just stood in front of me. I couldn't help myself but being impressed by his confidence. And.. Well.. He was fit too. I swallowed and laughed as I handed him a towel from the drawer next to the sofa. It was a small flat, with a small bathroom where there was no space for a closet or anything. Just the basics as shower, toilet, sink.
He smiled at me and wrapped the towel around his waist, still dripping wet he left back to the bathroom.
I took a deep breath and got up as well, turning to my closet taking some shirts out. "I don't know what to wear" I whined out, causing a groan from inside the bathroom. "How about shirt and pants?" he opened the door and stepped outside. "Helpful as always." I started to unbutton my shirt I was currently wearing.
"oh speaking of... My mum took all my clothes with her, could I borrow one of your shirts?" he stepped close behind me.
"Yes sure, pick which ever you like" wasn't an easy decision for Louis since we both had completely different tastes in fashion. I liked trendy clothes, some people might call them gay clothes but I didn't care. I was bi, Louis knew it. His taste in fashion considered of.. T-shirts or jumpers with the Adidas logo. Or anything else with the Adidas logo big, and clear visible.
Eventually he took a white shirt with blue stripes out. "This one's fine. Oh and you should definitely wear this one" printing at one of the shirts I have spread along the sofa. It was an old one. Black and white, buttoned up, plaid shirt.
"Ok, thanks" I turned around to see him standing probably not even an inch away from me, shirtless. My mouth dropped open and I took a sharp breath in, in surprise. He smirked at me and put on my shirt slowly.
Was he flirting with me?! That's absurd! Why would he? We're best friends. Yes, he knows I'm bi, but he's straight. Or is he? Ok stop it harry, he's probably just making fun, playing around as always.. But the thought never completely left my mind until we arrived at Michael's house. His parents has left so we had the whole house for ourselves. We prepared a buffet, with crisps, chocolate and other healthy snacks and set up the stereo equipment. And that was when the first guests already arrived. First Luke, Calum and Ashton, his bandmates and then everyone else. It was nice to see everyone but I was still uncomfortable around so many strangers. Louis seemed to have noticed and he came and sat next to me, handing me a drink. "Here, this will help" I usually don't even drink any alcohol but this seemed as a good opinion to do so. I gulped a lot of the drink and already felt better.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"Soooo. Who's up for a round of spin the bottle?!" Luke stood up on a table and called trough the crowd, everyone cheered as some of them gathered around him in a circle.
"How about the two of you? Harry? Up for it?" Michael patted on my shoulder from behind. "Naah, I'm not really good at this"
Louis laughed, "you dint have to be good at this. This is not about skills. It's about fun!"
"No, I meant I'm not really creative.. And quite shy. You know.."
"Awww Hazza, come on, lets have some fun!" Louis softly bumped his elbow in my side.
"Yea, come on Hazza" Michael laughed at my nickname.
"Heeey! Only I am allowed to call Hazza Hazza!" Louis loudly protested.
I giggled into my first.
"Ok guys. I'll give it a try"
Together the three of us went to the others and sat in a circle an empty coke bottle.

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