Fifty Shades of Gay (Larry Stylinson AU)

Chapter 4

I turn off the faucet and look at the mirror. I think of what just happened and shame begins to engulf my entire being. What have I just done? I blew it. I fucking blew it. I don't know who I was back there. It was as though I had been too distracted to think straight.

I look at my phone and it shows three texts from Gemma. I call her and tell her all that's happened. To my surprise, she takes my side on this one. "He seems like an upright over-sensitive twat." she comments. I felt a little bad. It's not as though he got mad for no reason. "He kinda has a point," I mutter. The call got cut and I just stare at the mirror for another minute.

"Someone's a little vain." a beautiful man with black hair comments as he gets out of the left cubicle. I didn't even notice I had company.

"Sorry, man."

"You must be the new guy he's with, he does have a thing for tall men with green eyes." he chuckles. His breath smells of alcohol. I never thought I'd come across people like him at this firm. "I'm Zayn Malik, his best friend."

"I'm Harry Styles," I respond awkwardly, as though it were the first day of kindergarten. "I'm afraid you got me mistaken for someone else though,"

"Nah," he goes out of the urinals. "I doubt it."

I follow him out and stop outside Mr. Tomlinson's door. Should I apologize and beg for another chance? On the most important day of my career, I've somehow managed to almost kill someone, upset the firm's managing partner, and be mistaken for some guy's secret lover. What a day. Just as I thought things could not get worse, I opened the door.

Mr. Tomlinson lay on the floor half-naked. He had bruises all over his body and scars at his shoulders. The guy who owned the Audi was in the middle of melting candle wax to his collar bones.

What did I just walk in to?