"What do you mean you don't get jealous?" Louis asked in shock.
"I'm just not the jealous type." Harry replied shrugging thinking it was no big deal.
"Why are you acting like this isn't a big deal?" Louis asked folding his arms.
"Because it isn't, Lou. Why should I be jealous when I know fine well that you're with me and I'll always get to go home with you. So I'm not going to let anyone get the best of me." Harry explained.
"It's just... what if someone came up to me, grabbed me by the collar and kiss me?" Louis asked.
"Then I'll gently take the guys arm and explain to him that you're not alone and leave it at that." Harry replied.
"You're unbelievable." Louis muttered.
"I'm unbelievable because I don't see the point of getting jealous?" Harry asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yes. Yes it is unbelievable that you don't get jealous because it makes you look stupid!" Louis spat.
"How does it make me look stupid? So you'd rather see me going out of control, hitting someone until they see stars and make you die of embarrassment?" Harry asked confused.
"It makes me feel protected!" Louis argued.
"Protected?! Me smashing someone's brains in and turning them inside out makes you feel protected!? I don't get jealous, Louis! You need to understand that! Now this is the end of this conversation and I don't want it to be brung up again." Harry said and headed off to the kitchen.
"If you won't get jealous. I'll make you jealous." Louis mumbled and sat on the couch thinking of a plan to get Harry jealous.
"Hey Lou?!" Harry then called.
"Yeah?" Louis replied.
"How about we go to the club tonight? It's been a while since we had a good night out!" Harry offered.
Louis smirked thinking it's a perfect night to make Harry jealous. "Yeah, sure!" Louis replied and sat with a smirk on his face.
*later that night*
"You ready to go?" Harry asked as Louis came downstairs in his best skinny jeans.
"Yeah, let's go." Louis replied.
*at the club*
So Louis and Harry were at the bar and Louis was looking around him when a guy caught his eye.
"Hey! I'm going to dance!" He said into Harry's ear.
"Be careful! I need to go to the bathroom anyway." Harry replied. And they headed their separate ways.
"Hey hot stuff!" The guy smirked.
Now Louis would've cringed at that but he wants and he needs to make Harry jealous.
Harry came out the cramped, crowded toilets five minutes later, only to find Louis grinding on another man.
Harry smirked, he knew exactly what Louis was doing. Fair enough he wants to smash the guys face in but he's going to be subtle.
"Hey, Louis! Sorry to interrupt your little get together but I'm heading home. I'll see you later then." Harry said and left the club.
Louis was shocked to say at least. Harry just saw his boyfriend grinding on another man and he didn't react to it. Does their relationship mean nothing to Harry?
Harry smirked, he knew he made Louis confused.
He need to learn that Harry isn't the jealous type.
