-Harry's P.O.V-
I woke up the next morning, no hangover, but no Louis wasn't here either.
He's 25, he can manage on his own...
I went into the kitchen and found some old pizza. Not too old, so I just grabbed two slices and began eating. I sighed, looking around our shitty flat. It literally sucks. I pulled on my skinny jeans that are ripped at my knees. I tugged a white V-neck over my head as I left the flat.
I walked to my job, which is in a grocery story. I pulled the ugly green vest on over my t-shirt when I got there and fastened my name tag on it. I ruffled my curls and entered the store. I began with sorting the food and then I went to the till.
I sat down and waited for someone to come. I dragged my hand across the band scan so it started when someone put on it. Whipped cream, whipped cream, whipped cream, whipped cream.... Wow, loads of whipped cream...
I finally looked up at the person and my eyes widened a bit. It was Zayn. He noticed it was me and smirked.
"Well, hello, Harry. Didn't know you worked here." He smirked and pulled out his wallet while I kept scanning his food. It was all sweets, fruits and stuff like that.
"Because I just started working out front. I'm usually in the back," I said and he nodded. I bagged all his items like I'm paid to do and then told him the total. He handed me his card, so I swiped it and then handed it back with the receipt.
"I'll see you around, yeah?" He took the five bags and I nodded hesitantly.
"Uhm... Sorry. Have you seen, Louis? He kind of stayed there with Ivory..." I asked and he smirked.
"Oh, yeah... He's quite the loud boy, isn't he? Heard him last night. He probably went to hers." He shrugged and then walked out. He heard him!? Was he in pain?
Oh God... I shouldn't have left him. Stupid, Harry.
It was 1pm and to say I was surprised when Louis showed up was an understatement.
"So... How was it?" I asked him after a bit. He bit his lip and that's when I knew he enjoyed a lot. Like A LOT!
"It was... Interesting," he said and I nodded.
"Did you get an orgasm?" I wiggled my eyebrows. He smirked now.
"You bet I got. I never had sex with her though. She tied me down and blind folded me and used toys. But damn did she know what she was doing. It was... Interesting. Good as hell, but at the same time torturous. She'd tease me. Arouse me and then stop, over and over again," he told me, looking like he was thinking about the night.
"So you're going back tonight?"
"Hell yeah! She said I could come back and she'd show me something incredible and totally new." His eyes lit up and he looked so excited. I patter his shoulder a bit.
"Just be careful. Don't let it go too far" I said and he nodded.
"You going?" he asked as we packed the shelves in the bathroom section.
"I don't know, mate." He frowned now.
"You're missing something incredible. Just ask Aimee for another gentle person or something. She seems quite professional and knows what she's doing. She definitely knew what I wanted," Louis said and I pursed my lips. "I know you liked watching, experiencing it is hundred times better."
"Ugh... Fine," I groaned. He cheered a bit, then we continued our work.
"Excuse me, can you show me where the tooth brushes are?" I turned as a finger poked my shoulder. I froze a bit seeing Amiee standing there. She was wearing a cream-colored dress with a purse, heels, her hair up and bold red lipstick.
