Prompt: Harry, Vikk and Simon decide to go to a club to have fun. Harry gets drunk and confesses his love for Simon who doesn't feel the same
A/N - Help from: So septic_trash-sxdemxn helped me with this one and I also worked really hard on this one so enjoy I guess and make sure to vote
Warning: None except kissing if you can't handle that
Written on: January 7, 2017
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Harry, Vikk and Simon had decided to have fun that night. They were exhausted from their YouTube channels. Harry, Vikk and Simon had to decided to upload a ton of videos for their fans which seemed like a good idea at the time, but they regretted it after the 4 day.
They didn't understand how people could upload that much, but they some how finished the week with up to 20 videos that their fans loved except for some haters of the sidemen. Harry had suggested they go out and relax.
Both Vikk and Simon agreed which leads us up to now. Them standing at the entrance of the club.
Harry standing to the right of Vikk and Simon on the left. Harry wearing a blue shirt and trousers, Vikk in a green hoodie and sweatpants and Simon in a sidemen hoodie and black trousers. Vikk was messing with his ring and Simon had his hands in his hoodie. "You think anyone going to recognize us?" Harry asked looking at the boys.
"I hope not." Vikk replied.
"If they do who cares. Tonight we're just regular guys." Simon said. "Simon right. Let's not worry about that right now and have fun."
"Fine." Harry agreed. They went into the club and ordered a drink. Each payed with their own money. After getting their drinks Simon sat in a chair next to the wall looking around the club that had more people than he expected. His drink half gone.
Vikk had went somewhere with Harry. They asked if Simon wanted to go, but Simon decided to stay and drink. He didn't want to dance or anything. He just wanted to get away from making videos and take a break.
Simon finished his drink. He had asked for another one which he was still waiting on. He ate the red cherry that came with the drink and saw Harry stumbling over to him. His drink in his hand. "Hey Si." Harry said when he reached him.
"Hey. Are you okay?"
Harry nodded as a response and sat in the chair next to Simon. "Just had a couple of drinks. What about you?" Harry asked looking at Simon's finished drink. "Still on my first one." Simon replied which made Harry laugh. "Here you can have the rest." Harry explained putting his drink on Simon's side. "Thanks Harry." Simon said. He smiled. Harry looked at him and then said, "I like you."
Simon was taking back a little, but then realized he was talking to drunk Harry who probably didn't mean it like that. "I like you too."
"No Simon. I like you more than a mate." Harry tried to explain better. "You don't mean it like that Harry. You're just drunk." Simon replied. "I'm serious Si. I always liked you." Harry said looking him in the eyes.
"Harry-I- I don't....." Simon was about to say, but someone put their hand on his shoulder. "Hey baby. Is this guy messing with you?" The guy asked.
Simon turned around.
Simon's eyes went wide, he had never seen this stranger before, but as his eyes reached the strangers, he saw honesty, and those eyes seemed to be smiling down at him, telling Simon that he could trust him, forever and always. He eyed up the mystery man, liking what he saw.
"No babe, he's just a friend." He said smiling up at the stranger, then turning to Harry giving him a sympathetic look, then turning back to the stranger, who now had his arm around Simon's waist.
Harry slumped off his bar stool, a somber look on his face, sluggishly moving towards Vikk, who was chatting up a girl with electric blue hair. Simon turned round to the stranger, a confused look on his face.
"I'm JJ by the way." He spoke. He clasped Simon's hand, raising it to his lips and planting a small kiss onto his hand, starting from his fingertips, trailing to his wrist, Simon giggled, loving the attention.
"Yeah, I'm Simon."
The two stood in silence for a lengthy amount of time, neither one knowing what to say next to surpass the awkwardness. "So who was that guy I chased off?" JJ asked.
"It was my best friend, Harry, he just admitted that he liked me, as in more than a friend, and I can't help it, I'm not into him in that way and I don't want to hurt him in any way, but I know that if it comes to it he will get hurt."
JJ nodded in all the right places.
Simon took a shot off the tray, edging it closer to his mouth as JJ did the same. He threw back his head while downing the drink, loving the ferocious burn that traveled down his throat, some would even say he's a masochist.
"You're doing the right thing, you cannot possibly string him along, but tell me Simon, why did you come out tonight."
Simon tilted his head, contemplating what he was going to tell his stranger. "I just wanted to forget, get totally shagged, not remember what happened the day after."
JJ took Simon's hand in his. "I could make your night even better." He said, gazing into Simon's eyes.
Simon nodded, as they simultaneously slid off their bar stools, walking hand in hand to the exit, Simon biting his lip for what was about to come.
As soon as they exited the club, JJ pressed his body against Simon's, bringing his lips closer to the other, sharing glances, both knowing the need of that initial kiss.
He started the kiss, it was slow, elegant, not giving them any reason to stop, Simon whined wanting more than just elegance. JJ asked for entrance into his mouth, which Simon agreed to hungrily. Their tongues danced with each other, with groans mixed in. Simon's legs felt like jelly, he was weak and shocked by the pleasure the stranger was giving him.
JJ's kisses trailed down Simon's jawline then moving to his neck, sucking and biting as Simon grunted. Once the purple marks began to form Simon had only one thing he had to say, "Make me yours."
