Summary:
What are the consequesnces Louis has to face when Harry catches Louis flirting with the Irish Leprechaun, A.K.A Niall James Horan?
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Harry's blood was boiling all around his body.
Yeah, you hear me.
Boiling.
He was furious.
All because of his d*ckhead of a boyfriend, Louis.
Oh there was no escape when they got home.
Harry was to pound into him so hard that Louis would forget who Niall was.
But Harry couldn't believe it, Louis was acting like Niall is his boyfriend.
Harry felt invisible because Louis was sort of...ignoring him?
Louis was acting like Harry didn't even exist.
And this pissed Harry of the most.
Louis had his legs sprawled out on Niall's lap, lazily leaning his back against the sofa.
Harry clenched his fists as Louis kissed Niall's cheek.
Niall blushed a crimson red and this made Harry red in anger.
Louis cooed at Niall's face and laughed which made Niall punch Louis playfully.
The interviewer spoke up again. "So there is this very cute relationship, Nouis, going on between two guys in the band. Is that correct?"
Liam and Zayn look at Harry with wide eyes, their eyes filled with nothing but concern.
The interviewer in meant to be asking about Larry, not f*cking NOUIS!
Looking at Niall, Harry sees him blush again, laughing like a pig.
Louis smiles at Niall widely as if he has just seen Queen Elizabeth.
"Yeah, Nouis." Niall says and Louis hums in agreement.
Harry's eyes bulge after what he sees.
Louis snakes an arm around Niall's waist and Niall leans into Harry's boyfriend's touch.
Harry shifts, feeling more than uncomfortable because of how two of his bandmates, are acting with each other, one of which is Harry's boyfriend.
'Oh, he is going to get it so bad'. Harry thinks, a smirk spreading on his lips.
After a boring and tiring interview, which only Harry thought of it to be, (you would probably guess why) the interviewer says "Well guys, it was a pleasure interviewing you, we can't wait to have you back next time."
"Thank you for having us. Thank you for having us." Louis repeats, looking like he enjoyed the interview.
Well, of course he must have.
He was flirting with someone other than Harry.
Harry takes a deep breath and tries not to f*ck Louis right then and there.
They all get back into the car where surprisingly, Louis chooses to sit next to Harry, right at the back.
The driver drives off.
Harry bites back a smirk.
'I will act nice to Louis now, but get my anger out on him in the bedroom'. Harry thinks.
"Hazza." Louis says, holding Harry's hand in his and resting his head on Harry's shoulder.
"Boobear." Harry coos, kissing Louis' feathery, brown hair.
