"How unprofessional of us." Harry joked, Louis smiled and shook his head.
"Very unprofessional Mr. Styles." Louis teased, "Fucking your fiance instead of doing work."
Harry chuckled and wiped his forehead, "Well..my fiance was asking for it." He joked, kissing Louis' shoulder.
Louis stood up slowly, wincing at the lost of contact, "What about the junk food?" he said, putting on his underwear and then putting on his skirt again, smoothing it down so his thighs or anything underneath the skirt wouldn't show.
"junk food is bad for you." Harry said, "you should really try eating healthier, maybe go on a diet." he said, pulling up his pants, still sitting in his seat. Louis stopped buttoning up his shirt and looked over at Harry with his eyebrows raised.
"Are you trying to say I'm fat!?" Louis screeched and Harry widened his eyes at the sudden outburst. Harry shook his head quickly because that was the honest truth, he absolutely was not trying say Louis was fat, he was just simply implying that cutting down on the junk food and started eating more healthy foods could save him from health disorders.
"No, babe, I would never!"
Louis pouted and plopped down onto the couch behind him, slouching over, "you think I'm fat?" he whimpered, grabbing his stomach and covering it. Harry rushed over to his side and placed a hand on Louis' knee.
"No, baby, no.. I would never say anything like that to you." Harry said, "I just don't want you to end up with high blood sugar or diabetes."
"same thing, Harry." Louis dead panned.
Harry rolled his eyes because of course at a time like this, Louis decides to correct him. "Anyways," He continued, "I just don't want you to get diagnosed with something dangerous at such a young age."
"I'm twenty one."
"You're still young, you ass." Harry said and Louis rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms, "I just don't want you to get hurt, m'just looking out for you."
"Really?" Louis mumbled, looking at Harry, Harry nodded and grabbed Louis' hands, taking them away from his exposed stomach.
"I love your cute little tummy." Harry cooed, kissing it and making Louis giggle and flinch away.
"Do me a favor?" Louis squeaked out, batting his eyelashes and smiling down at Harry.
"Sure thing,babe..what?"
"Mind going on a double date with Luke and Ashton?" Louis asked with the same smile, squeezing Harry's hand in his, Harry's small smile dropped, but Louis' didn't.
"Oh hell no."
"Please?" Louis pouted, Harry shook his head, "Please?" Louis repeated and Harry's response was still the same, Louis sunk lower into the seat with a pout.
"Don't you dare." Harry warned as Louis looks like he's about to cry, tears forming into his eyes as he is refusing to look at Harry. Louis will throw an absolute tantrum in order to get what he wants, he'll tear up the office if he has to. "Louis." He said sternly.
Louis cried anyways, turning away from Harry completely and curling up in a ball. "Louis." Harry repeated, which made Louis cry louder and Harry widened his eyes, he looked around the room like he was surrounded by billions of people, he technically was but luckily they are all separated by sound proof-ish walls. "Louis!" He repeated louder and Louis sobbed.
"Okay, okay! We'll go!" Harry surrendered and Louis looked at him, immediately stopping his crying.
Well, fake crying.
