Revenge {Larry Fan fiction }

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"Hello?"
"Hi, it's Louis."
"Oh, Louis.. hi..h-how are you?"
"Pretty well, thanks. How about you?"
"Fine as well. Thanks."
"Listen.. I called to ask if you would like to come with me and some of my friends to.. kind of a private party, around my place. Would you like to come?"
"Amm I ..I'm not so sure if it's a good idea.. I'm.."
"Oh please come on. It will be fun! I would really like you to meet some of my people."
"I don't know.."
"Please.. I'll stay with you most of the time, I'd really like you to be there."
"Fine. What time?"
"Be here around 7."
"Alright. See you there."
"Thank you. Bye."
"Bye."

Harry felt so nervous now. He had two hours to get ready. He quickly ate a banana, then he took a longish shower and then he went to his dresser and chosed what he was going to wear.

He decided that the full on black won't make him too visible today and he thought that it won't be too fancy to be needed a white shirt. It was enough that he chosed the full suit anyway.

To spice it up a little he added a scarf aroun his neck, a pair of pilot type sunglasses and a round hat that made him look even better.

Time passed by so fast so he was now already on the path to his car. For that event he chosed to ride his black Lamborghini Aventador because why not. Harry inserted Louis's adress on the bord computer and drove straight there.

When he reached his destination he parked away from the other cars, on a more hidden spot of the parking lot, but despite that all eyes were on him.

He made his way to the door and a waitress welcomed him inside. A bit too flirty for his taste. He looked around for Louis for a couple of minutes but he was nowhere to be found so Harry took a seat as far away from people as he could.

"Hi!" A cranky voice said from behind him.
"Oh, hi!"
"You're one of the boys that sang at the restaurant a few days ago, right?"
"I am."
"I'm Zayn by the way. One of Louis's best friends" the guy smiled to him.
"I'm Harry, nice to meet you!"
"As well!"
"You just came in right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Do you have any idea who's that Aventador parked there near the willow tree? Have you see the guy?"
"Eh .. it's actually mine. Why?"
"That's a hell of a car, dude!"
"It is.."

"Oh there you are... Harry?" Another voice spoke.
"Louis."
"I'm really glad you could come. Thank you!"
"It's alright."
"Wow you're looking very elegant today." Louis eyes sparkeled at Harry while he spoke.
"Thanks."

"Louis!! Come around mate!!" Someone shouted.
"Excuse me guys, I'll be back. Enjoy the party!"
"What can I get you Sir?"
"Double scotch stired, two ice cubes please."
"And you Sir?"
"A glass of water with a slice of lemon please."
"I'll be right back."

"Water?"
"I'm driving."
"Right." Both of the lads started laughing. After a couple hours of chit chatting Louis still wasn't back, and Zayn was kind of drunk now. His girlfriend Perrie was all over him, not caring that Harry was there too. He sipped again from his glass of water and then decided to go looking for Louis. Everybody was drunk already and he didn't get a right answer, so he went searching by himself.
He passed by a living room that had a big TV screen in the middle of it, set on a music channel. Then he went upstairs to find a bathroom first. H asked a stumbling guy where the bathroom is and he indicated to a closed door at the end of the hallway. He went there, slowly opening the door, his jaw dropped, eyes widened in surprise, his pulse racing over the normal limits at the view in front of him. Louis was laid down on a huge bed, having a brunette girl all over him, snuggling like crazy. That hurt him. So bad. His eyes were welling in tears he stepped back, slowly closing the door, realising it was a huge mistake to come here. He then started to walk away as fast as he could, but trying to not get attention on him.. but the door suddenly opened.