LOUIS P.O.V '' Louis oh Louis". I kept hearing my name but I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not so I continued to fall back into my sexy dream about a certain curly haired boy. (Is it weird that I'm having a naughty dream about a boy whose name I don't know.. maybe a little). While my dream was getting heated I suddenly got wet and not in the way I wanted to be. "Louis get that fine ass up, we are going clubbing," said an impatient Niall who was looking smug, holding an empty bucket. As I sat up in my now soaking bed I looked at him with irritation . "Niall are you insane?! It's like 10 in the morning we cant go to the club at this hour." Niall looked at me as if I where crazy, " Um Louis its not 10 in the morning its 10 at night you've slept all day you dimwit." I know Niall, I'm wise to his tricks, so decided to get up and check my alarm clock and sure enough he was right. I had slept all day. In my defense I'd taken on extra shifts at the dinner so that I could have a little extra cash to play with. Today was my first day off in longer than I care to remember. So I'd put it to good use and slept until I felt I couldn't sleep anymore. I thought that I should take a shower and started gathering some clothes while Niall sat on the computer and starts looking up hit celebrities, what and who they are doing. After about 30 minutes I was out of the shower and realized I left my clothes outside. Luckily I brought my underwear with me so I was ok. I mean I know me and Niall are best friends but I don't want him to see my junk, that would just be awkward. When I finally walked out of my bathroom I see a happy looking Niall going through my closet. " Um Niall what are you doing?" "Erm isn't it obvious? I'm trying to find you a bad ass outfit for the club. So you can look sexy as hell and so you can get a sexy man." Niall said with a cupid looking stare in his eyes. I swear sometimes he thinks he is a matchmaker. "Niall I never agreed to go. And besides I don't want to go out, I just wanna hang out here and order take out or something." "Louis all you ever do is go to work and stay inside. You need to get out and have some fun. I know you where hit hard by the break up with sam-." "Don't say his name." I whispered, hoping the heartbreak wasnt still evident in my expression. "I want say his name alright. But you have to get out more. I know your last relationship went sour but you cant stay cooped up forever. You deserve to go out and be happy." I sighed. I knew Niall was right. "Fine, Ill go ok. And we will get drunk and have fun like we use to." Niall started doing his leprechaun dance, making me grin, and continued digging through my closet. After a 20 min of watching him throw clothes around Niall had finally found the outfit he wanted me to wear. "EEEEKKK Louis I found the perfect outfit for you." "Finally I mean we've only been waiting an hour for you to find some clothes for me to wear." Louis said in a joking tone. "First off it was only 20 minutes and secondly, you will thank me later when all the guys at the club want that ass." After Nialls outburst all I could do was laugh to myself . I thought it was funny how everyone thought I was the sassy one but in actuality it was niall who held all the sass. "OK now go put this on," said Niall. He handed me the outfit , it was a tight grey shirt and tight black jeans. Louis looked at Niall for the second time today like he was crazy , "Niall you have to be joking these pants are way too tight and so is this shirt." " I know that's why I picked it out. The tight shirt will compliment your arms and these tight jeans will also compliment that Big Butt. Now hurry up and put those on so that we can get there before the line becomes to long." Louis just assumed to do what he was told.... tonight was going to be a long night thought Louis as he struggled to get his clothes on.
Harry's P.O.V
The sweaty Bodies and loud music was starting to get on Harry's nerves. He had come here to get a good fuck so he could forget about the guy at the dinner but he couldn't because there was no one at the club tonight that interested him. Harry was getting ready to leave, when he heard a voice that he could never forget. As he turned around he saw the man who had been plaguing his thoughts at the bar. Harry was debating about what to do and he decided that he didn't just want to walk up to him so he decided to wait and listen in on the conversation him and his blonde friend were having so that he could find the right time to introduce himself properly. As he got closer he could here the blonde one talking. "Come on Louis, lets go dance!" So, his name is Louis, Harry thought. That's a nice name. Harry could see debating "No Niall I don't want to alright," Louis said. "How about I just stay here and have a few drinks and you go dance with that guy who has been eyeing you all night." Niall didn't look like he wanted to give in but he did anyway. "UGH! fine I'll go dance but ill be back in 20 minutes," said Niall. Louis knew that Niall wouldn't be back until Louis was ready to leave and Louis also knew that he would probably have to carry a loud , emotional , drunk Irish lad out of the club. "Ok then ill see you later go have fun". As Niall was leaving Harry decided that now was his chance. As he started to walk up to Louis some douchebag of a guy swooped in and started chatting up his new mission. Harry watches them both possessively making sure nothing bad happens. Engrossed in conversation Louis is too distracted to notice that the guy is trying to make moves on him. but Harry certainly notices. Harry sees everything and he doesn't like it one bit. The guy who is now touching Louis on his thigh has politely been told to stop when Louis starts to feel uncomfortable. The guy continues to touch him and kiss him despite his pleas and that's when Harry has had enough.
Louis P.O.V
I was getting scared, this guy wouldn't leave me alone and I was trying to push him off while desperately looking around for help. Everyone was either to busy dancing or to drunk to notice. It was a few seconds later, Louis was still struggling when he heard the sexy deep voice that sounded so familiar. "I believe he wanted you to stop." Louis saw the man who defending him walk forward and sure enough it was the guy from the dinner. "You can have him when I'm done with him ok, but right now you have to wait your turn." The drunken leech sneered. Louis didn't know what to do but, once he heard what the man had said he was frozen in fear. He didn't know what this guy would do to him but he figured whatever it was it wouldn't be pleasant. Before Louis could snap into reality he saw the curly man who had saved him twice now, once from falling at the dinner and now from a sleezball at the club, in a tangled pile with the forceful man that Louis now wanted to get away from. Louis cant really see much but all he can see is fists flying everywhere. He honestly doesn't know who is winning and who is losing. After what seems like forever the security guards take the man away and help the curly lad into a chair. As if its a reflex, Louis rushes to his side and ask for a glass of ice water and a rag. He starts to clean the man's busted lip. This wonderful man who had bravely stood up for him. As Louis is cleaning the wounds and the cuts that now decorate the mans face he realizes he hasn't thanked the man for what he did. "Thanks for helping me back there, that guy was a major creep and sorry about the busted lip and stuff. I didn't mean for you or anyone to get hurt," said a guilty looking Louis. "Hey no problem, I knew trying to help someone out against a clearly drunk, touchy guy was going to end bad on my part. Its fine. It doesn't hurt that bad," said Harry lying through his teeth. The blows had hurt like a bitch, and he was pretty sure he had broken his jaw and lost a few teeth in the back, but he was not about to let Louis know that. Louis stares at the cuts intently when he realizes he hasn't introduced himself. "Oh by the way I'm Lo-," "Louis Tomlinson, I know." Harry leans in a little so that he is close enough to Louis ear. "I'm Harry Styles, "He whispered. "Its nice to meet you," finishing with a smirk. Louis didn't particularly like the effect this guy was giving him with one whisper but he wasn't really complaining. All Louis knew was that he had finally found out the name of his dream guy and nothing could go wrong. Or so he thought! ************************************************************* A/N..... so this is chapter 3 I hope you guys enjoy it. This is my first Bromance fanfiction and to be i don't have a clue on how to really write one. but i hope you guys enjoy it anyway.
