SMUT AS(s) FUCK

Sleep alone(1)

By:lanaboo222

Summary:

Louis is a pornstar who may of may not be in love with his colleague Harry Styles, who by the way hates him, and he may have been partnered to work with him for three days. Will secrets be revealed in their moments of nakedness?

Work:

He remembers it as if it were yesterday, the feeling of intense loathing of himself and the world around him. He’s been low before sure but never that low. Kicked out by his mother, kicked out a week later by his supposedly best friend. He supposed he needed an income and quick and turned to the thing he thought would work. If being gay caused all of this mess, being gay would give him the income to find a place to live.
It was this motive that got him into the industry. He was a hit, sure. But he still loathed himself and the world, coming home after a long day at the studio to scrub his body clean and he’d still feel dirty. Louis didn’t know why he even tried anymore, he’d lost himself months ago. Louis Tomlinson was now ‘that hot twink with the bum’ and that’s all he thought his life would be worth.
Louis worked in a gay porn industry called ‘one erection’ it was a well-paid job for sure but he still questioned whether it was worth feeling like he was dirt on peoples shoes every time he left the house, he was terrified people would recognise him and judge him.
He had a few colleagues that would work occasionally on set, but more often than not there would be guest stars, as some would say. Louis hated most of the pretentious bastards that came and went, quite literally and treated Louis as if he were just a prop. But then again, Louis almost was a prop. A prop in his life, a shadow of what he used to be before he’d came out to his family. He was alone in a world, so deep in his own shit and he wanted out. He only wished he were brave enough to end it.
Now there was one person in his studios, one person he could connect to, a female pornstar by the name of Eleanor who was just as down in the dumps as he were, forced by society to be preyed on because her father could see potential in a good profit from her body. He’d pretty much sold her body for money.
Louis and Eleanor were practically inseparable when they weren’t working. Anyone who didn’t know them would think they were dating, but no. Louis was way to beyond the rainbow to ever stray back to the rain. He just wished he’d find his leading man at the end of the rainbow, but with his luck he was more than likely to find an angry leprechaun ready to create hell.
As Louis walked the two miles to the studio, collecting Eleanor from the Starbucks half way along his journey he thought how he’d managed to last a year in this dead end job, because as of today it had been a year since he’d walked into the building, had his interview and recorded his first successful video. 
“hey, Lou” Eleanor smiled, their usual smiles were dull, but around him there was a little more light, a little more life. Louis liked to think his did the same. Without Eleanor Louis wasn’t sure he’d have made it this far.
“hey” he replied playing with the sleeves of his jumper, as Eleanor wrapped her arm around Louis’ waist. They walked in comfortable silence, Louis hand resting on Eleanor’s shoulder as she sighed deeply. As they made it to the car park. 
“they’ve got Niall, remember that Irish guy, yeah I’m working with him today” Eleanor spoke softly and Louis looked at her curiously. She didn’t even have a choice in this, he could walk out one day throwing his towel on the floor and say he’s had enough. She couldn’t, her dad made sure of that.
“the one that tried to get them to agree to that whole ‘food fetish fun’ idea he had?” Louis asked
“the very same” Eleanor nodded and Louis pondered his thoughts, from what he remembered Niall had been one of the few people who’d not called her anything degrading, not slapped her arse on the way out. In fact if he could remember correctly this was the boy who’d shaken her hand and said ‘thanks for doing business with me’ which a mouth full of food offering her a biscuit. Louis wouldn’t deny the fact he was extremely protective of her, he’d lost his sisters when he’d been thrown out and she was the next closest thing. He’d be damned to let anything happen to her.
“Oh, he was the blond hyper one yeah?” Louis asked and Eleanor nodded
“He was nice, still doesn’t mean I’m going to enjoy it” she pouted, they’d got to the level now where they’d joke about it in pretext of making it easier to process. It didn’t work but it made life slightly more bearable, if only a fraction. 
“lets just hope he leaves the food out of it this time, wouldn’t want you to be covered in gravy as he eats a steak off your tummy” he said poking Eleanor in the stomach who giggled quietly and hit Louis hand away
“that’s just gross, Lou. Yet I wouldn’t put it past him” she rolled her eyes “Time for desert” she said in a awful mimic of an Irish accent that actually had Louis laughing, an odd occurrence that happened few and far between. 
They walked up the few steps at the front of the building arms still protectively around each other as they walked through the front door and into the reception that smelt almost too clinic like, Louis grimaced as he walked towards the front desk letting go of Eleanor as she looked over at the time table. She choked on her tongue as Louis grabbed a pen
“what?” he asked turning to look at her
“I’m scared to say it, you’re not going to like it” She shook her head and Louis frowned at her crossing his arms
“what is it?” he asked making a step towards her she held up her hands and shook her head
“stay there, any closer and I’ll be in target range” She said biting her lip. Louis was generally worried now. There was many things running through his head, he was to be put into his first group sex scene. He was shooting outside, Eleanor was shooting outside. 
“come on, tell me it can’t be that bad” he spoke curiously and she sighed running a hand down her face
“You’re working with Harry Styles for the next three days” She said quickly and then ducked behind the door as Louis stared at the place she’d been. Harry Styles. Working with Harry Styles. It hit him hard.
“what the fuck?” he shouted throwing his pen across the room watching it crack and fall to the floor in a pool of ink. Harry Styles was possibly Louis worst nightmare and possibly dream come true rolled into one impossibly beautiful human being with a hatred for Louis that he had no grounds for at all.
“who the hell thought that would be a good fucking idea?” he shouted as Paul the director grinned sheepishly walking out of the door behind the reception looking guilty.
“that’d be me” he said raising his hand. Louis watched his hand before moving into eye contact with the man, holding a steady glare
“why?” he asked stiffly. A hint of a whine behind his statement.
“I sense there could be a good film out of it, you’re both attractive guys and you’re both good workers” Paul walked off muttering something about ‘chemistry’ ‘fucking stupid kids’ ‘don’t see what’s in front of them’ and ‘tea’. Louis decided that’s exactly what he needed to calm his nerves and sighed looking over at the door where Eleanor was peering around it curiously. 
“I need tea” he groaned “you can come out you know” he added, she cautiously walked out from behind the door and towards him and for fun he smiled slightly to himself as he raised his hands quickly and jumped on the spot yelling ‘roar’ Eleanor jumped a little but hit his shoulder pouting
“easy there tiger, save that growling for the prowling in the bedroom” came Harrys voice from behind him, Louis could hear the smirk in his voice and clenched his fists as Harry laughed at his own joke walking past Louis brushing up against him. There was absolutely no need, there was plenty of space between the desk and Louis. Louis seethed as harry turned back to face him with a wink and glanced at Eleanor, before turning around, his shoulders slumping slightly as if defeated. Harry Styles made no sense to Louis. Eleanor rolled her eyes and Louis glanced at her
“what was that for?” Louis asked as they made to follow where Harry had disappeared. 
“you really don’t see it do you?” she sighed shaking her head and walking ahead of Louis who frowned and cocked his head
“see what?” he shouted after her hurrying up to catch up to her
“it doesn’t matter” she shook her head, Louis put his arm around Eleanor and pouted at her as they walked into the small kitchen room. Harry was stood leaning against the counter talking to Nick, one of the camera men. They both looked turned to look at Eleanor and Louis as they walked in and harry looked between Louis arm and Louis himself before sending Louis a cold look and turning back to Nick.
Louis had his suspicions about Harry. It wasn’t unheard of for a straight guy to get into gay porn, it paid a lot better than het porn. Harry had been working at the same company as Louis for about three months now, and never had Louis actually seen Harry filming. They had different schedules and Louis hoped to avoid seeing Harry naked, he had problems enough without having a mental picture too, so he’d never seen how Harry connected to the other men he slept with. A thought that knotted at Louis stomach, although when it did he’d simply brush it away because no.
He’d also caught Harry talking to Eleanor a few times, and each time Louis would walk in, Harry would give him a cold look and walk off leaving Louis to question a non-responsive yet smug looking Eleanor and get nothing but shrugs until he changed the subject. So yes, Louis had his suspicions that involved Harry being straight and in love with his best friend, there was no evidence on the contrary as of yet.
Louis walked over to the kettle that was situated next to harry and filled it up in the sink putting it on the base and flicking the switch on. He walked over to the table in the corner and sat on it swinging his legs, eyes flicking between Nick and Harrys who’s were flicking between his and Eleanor’s. He frowned and sat on his hands as Eleanor walked over and sat on a chair. A loud noise in the corridor made them all jump and stop their odd eye war.
The kettle was letting off a load of steam so Louis jumped from the table and walked to the cupboard pulling out his superman mug and he turned to Eleanor
“want one?” she shrugged and nodded and he grabbed her ‘mickey mouse’ mug down. He sighed and looked at Harry and nick, he really despised Nick. He didn’t even have much of a reason to, he just truly hated the bloke. “what about you?” he asked
“Nah, you’d probably poison it” Nick replies standing up and walking towards the door bring you’re little self to the usual studio in ten” Nick smirked, Louis glared at the back of his head. Louis was short and had small hands and feet and he was self-conscious of it, of course he was, it’d been the source of most of his bullied years before the gay rumour. He sighed before turning back to Harry who was already looking down at him with a concerned look
“and you?” he asked
“What about me?” harry asked snapping out of whatever trance he’d been in and Louis tried not to roll his eyes and put on a fame smile, one that he knew would look like a grimace, most of his smiles did and pointed to the kettle
“tea?” he asked, Harrys mouth mouthed an ‘oh’ and he nodded
“sure” he finished before looking away as Louis looked at the mugs in the cupboard
“which one’s yours?” he asked
“oh, um” harry blushed brilliantly and Louis wanted to poke his cheeks and squeeze them, shaking that thought from his head he raised an eyebrow at Harry “the pink one… with kittens” he said not looking Louis in the eye. Louis looked away from Harry into the cupboard and picked out a pink mug with kittens on it and he couldn’t help it, he giggled before throwing his hand over his mouth and hiding his giggles causing him to shake with silent laughs. Harry muttered and whined incoherently from next to him as Eleanor watched on fondly. 
Louis breathed in deeply and calmed himself down enough to put teabags and water in a mug, rubbing his ribs that haven’t been subdued to laughter in such a long time that Louis wondered if it was possible to suffer a heart attack after such a long time. His heart sure hurts.
“I’ll leave you to do your own milk and sugar” he said to the others pouring milk into his own and walking back to the table taking a sip. Silence filled the room the odd slurp here and there. Louis watched as his feet swung back and forth van cladded feet slowly making a hypnotic movement. He finished his cup of tea and placed it beside him still watching his feet until a cough caught his attention
“we should probably… get through there before Nick chops our cocks off” Harry said, the mention of cocks caused Louis suppressed nerves and thoughts to all come out at once, he’d hoped he’d never have to get so close to Harry because he’d always been one to easily attach onto people and with his already sentimental views towards Harry, well he was screwed both metaphorically and physically. 
“Lou?” Eleanor asked silently, Louis drew his lip into his mouth and looked up
“See you later” he said jumping off the table and putting his mug in the sink, Harry walked towards the door and Louis followed until Eleanor’s arm on his stopped him leaving
“Louis, what’s wrong?” she asked looking concerned
“I’ll tell you later yeah?” he sighed
“all of it, because what ever is on your mind is bothering you more than most things. I don’t like seeing you like this Lou” she sighed
“everything, well good luck with Niall” Louis nodded walking out of the room to find Harry stood leaning against the wall staring with a frown at the adjacent one, he looked up at Louis and began to walk to the studio.
“ah boys, great timing” Paul smiled from the bed where he was fluffing up a pillow. Louis glared at him, not having fully forgiven him for the torture they were about to go through.
“that’s what I’m known for” Harry grinned. The three people in the room groaned as Harry grinned like he’d said the funniest thing ever, Louis shook his head as he tried to hide a fond smile. He wasn’t and couldn’t ever be fond of Harry Styles. Harry hated him.
“so today will be the foreplay, the introduction and such, tomorrow will be the more extortion filled day” Paul said as Lou the stylist walked over to them snapping her fingers and pointing to their tops. Louis blushed lightly and grabbed his jumper pulling it over his body. She grabbed some powder and began applying it to Harrys face who was ducking down slightly so she could reach. He kept his eyes on his face, dreading the moment they’d be naked in front of each other and god forbid touching each other. Louis felt hot even thinking about it.
Lou walked over to him and he pouted lightly when she could reach without him having to duck down. Paul was walking around looking at everything in the room, playing with the lighting and nodding to himself, Louis wasn’t looking forwards to this at all.
“right boys, to start with I want Harry lying on the bed” Paul said pointing to the set that actually suited Harry well, photos and cut-outs were stuck on the walls and junk lined the makeshift shelves, books covered tables and Louis smiled at the ground. Lou patted his shoulder and he looked up taking the t-shirt she handed to him, he out it on without question. Looking down at the rolling stones logo.
“Louis you’ll be Harrys friend come over to stay for the night, improvise on words during this. You’ll sit on the bed and pick up the controllers” he said pointing to the Xbox controllers on the floor “and act like you’re playing, Louis will win and Harry you have to pout and act upset. Louis you then have to go to console him and start kissing, yes?” he said, Both Harry and Louis nodded in understanding.
“Harry, you then take off Louis shirt and then continue to blow him, okay?” once again they both nodded and Louis blushed slightly as Harry looked over at him.
“Louis, you’ll be bottoming tomorrow” He added, Louis glared at his feet hearing Harry snigger from next to him. Louis turned and glared, met with a smirk and Harrys eyes not looking at Louis eyes, oh no. They were fixed on Louis bum. Louis huffed and smacked Harrys arm who’s smirk became larger as his eyes trailed up Louis body to his eyes causing Louis to have to hide a shudder. He really hated Harry fucking Styles. Yet somehow he felt he wouldn’t hate fucking harry styles as much as he pretends he would. He blames that on the fact that harry has an undeniable attractive body.
“right, Harry bed now” Paul said clicking his finger at Nick to get ready with the cameras. Nick gave Paul and thumbs up as Harry dropped onto the bed his hand over his stomach staring at Louis. Louis gulped and was dragged by Lou over to the corner of the set where a fake door was located.
“Harrys a great lad really, I know he doesn’t show it at work, he sort of tries to act all confident, but don’t let it fool you” she said running more powder over Louis face distractedly “he’s the sweetest most sensitive boy I know”
“Why are you telling me this?” he asked in a whisper
“because I see how reserved you are around him, you don’t want to be but you are. Trust me Louis I see a lot here and-“
“come on Lou” Paul interrupted her, she raised her hands in surrender as Paul motioned Louis into the set. He walked in, giving a casual knock on the door as if he’d been going into a friends bedroom. Not that he had many of those. 
Harry looked up from the bed and smiled at Louis, it was almost believable. Louis returned it dropping down onto the bed beside Harry
“hey” Louis said
“hiya, glad you could make it” Harry answered nudging Louis, Louis tried not to laugh at how awkward this was, but then again what porn wasn’t?
“so you want to play something?” Harry asked and Louis shrugged
“sure, why not” they both leant down to get controllers and away from the camera they both let out silent snorts of laughter, catching each other’s eyes before sitting up, Louis was sure Harry was blushing but it may have been because Harry was just upside down getting the controller, must have been it. They sat and pretended to play on a game, some car game, Louis was just driving his car into Harry for about thirty seconds as Harry grew frustrated pushing Louis arm to make him stop, Louis grinned and smirked at Harry, almost as if the camera wasn’t on them. Paul was stood behind the game looking quite pleased for some reason. Louis pushed Harrys car off a bridge and harry whined
“no, that’s not fair” he pouted at Louis, Louis snickered eyes flicking over Harrys face, Harrys annoyingly pretty face that he really wanted to kiss right now, Harrys face that was moaning about how Louis didn’t play fair and all Louis could think about was playing it dirty with Harry. Without thinking it through he pushed himself forward and collided chest against chest, hands gripping Harrys naked shoulders. Harry stopped mid-sentence staring at Louis, faces centimetres apart. Louis gave a shuddered breath as Harry gulped and he plunged forwards lips meeting Harrys, Harry gasped as Louis dug his fingers into his shoulders.
Harry was respondent immediately their lips moving together as Harry pushed Louis down to lie on the bed, lips still locked together, and Louis could feel his heart tight in his chest, knowing that however much he wanted this, harry was only doing it for the job. With that thought he gribbed tighter at the same time Harrys hands gripped his waist tightly, they both gasped pulling out of the kiss slightly, panting heavily at the unexpected grips and Louis’ eyes opened to see Harry looking at him. Louis tried to look into Harrys eyes to see what he could see in them but Harry had reconnected their lips in a deeper kiss, his eyes now closed.
Louis closed his eyes and his hands ran from Harrys shoulders to his hair faintly aware of the camera to his right getting a close up of their faces. Harrys tongue slid across his lips and Louis greeted it with his own hearing a muffled groan from Harry as Harry shifted on Louis lap causing Louis to swallow a moan because not only was Harry hard in his jeans and pressing it into Louis’ hip, but Louis was harder than he can ever remember being and he hadn’t even realised.
Their tongues were messy and desperate and Louis threw his head back on the pillow at how intense it was all suddenly, breathing deeply as Harry began sucking down his neck grabbing the hem of Louis T-shirt and tugging it up. Louis sat up, coming chest to chest with Harry as his shirt was thrown across the makeshift room. Harry kissed Louis neck again before hovering over Louis ear
“Lie down” Harry whispered, Louis did, watching as Harry ran a hand over Louis chest, leaning down to pepper it with kisses and licks. Louis’ heart was beating so fast, faster than any of other tomes he’d been in this situation.
Harry looked up at Louis and Louis almost came on the spot, Harry looked so innocent and yet so ruggedly manly that it was an almost impossible mix, as Louis watched he pushed himself up until he was hovering over Louis face, a second later they were a mess of tongues and wondering hands. Harry’s hand found Louis jeans and as he palmed over Louis he let out a low moan as he bucked his hips into Harrys hand
“and cut” Paul called out, Harry leant out of the kiss looking confused as Louis let out a high pitched whimper, Harry turned his head to look at Paul as Louis got onto his elbows, looking over Harrys shoulder, Louis was very aware or Harrys hand still over his cock.
“why?” Harry asked his voice deep and Louis gulped not even trusting his own voice
“well um, magazines and stuff to help” he said pointing at the porn magazines, Louis blinked at Paul before looking down at his crotch that was almost painful with Harrys hand just resting on top of it
“i- um yeah I don’t think- don’t need” Harry swallowed and Louis still didn’t trust himself to speak. Nick raised his eyebrows because at least one of the two always needed a quick peak at magazines or watch porn or anything, Paul looked between them
“to be fair Paul, after watching that I have a lady boner” Lou said smirking as Louis and Harry blushed, Harry squeezed his hand on Louis cock and Louis gasped into Harrys ear twitching slightly at the feeling, Harry looked smug as he looked at Louis out of the corner of his eyes.
“right, well um… carry on?” Paul said pulling at his shirt awkwardly, harry turned back to Louis and pushed him back so he was lying down, 
He reattached their lips and rubbed at Louis crotch with his huge hand and Louis could possibly have been in heaven.
“you really are tiny aren’t you” Harry whispered into his ear, the cameras were still rolling so Louis couldn’t respond as Harry undid Louis button on his jeans
“are you as small down here as you are everywhere else?” he continued pulling Louis zip down. Louis’ mind was racing. Harry knew how much Louis was effected by his size, knew how paranoid and self-conscious it made him, he turned his head away from the camera in pretence of showing his neck off to harry
“shut the fuck up” he hissed barely audibly, he knew however that harr had heard him because he gave a chuckle against Louis neck biting at the skin, he sat up and pulled at Louis jeans pulling them down to his feet, Louis shoved them off along with his shoes and harry ducked down to place kissed over Louis stomach hand running over Louis’ erection straining in his boxers. He watched as Harry licked his lips and then pulled Louis boxers off throwing them over by his t-shirt, and suddenly Louis was self conscious, more than he’d ever been before, what if harry thought his body was hideous, that he was too small, that his cock didn’t live up to anything. What if… 
Harry licked up his cock and Louis brain immediately went fuzzy as he watched Harry lick up his shaft again. Harrys massive hand held the base of Louis cock and well Louis had always though his dick was bigger than average, but harry really was making him question himself.
Harry climbed up Louis so he was leaning over him “not bad” he whispered kissing Louis’ lips gently as he stroked his cock before sitting on Louis’ knees, straddling them as he lowered his mouth down on Louis cock lounge pressed against him and Louis moaned low in his throat throwing his head back into the pillow and grabbing Harrys hair with one hand and the sheets with another. 
Harrys mouth was sinful and all Louis had dreamed it was, and oh had Louis dreamed. It was the way his cheeks seemed to suck him in and his tongue, oh his tongue swirling and then pulling off Louis with a pop and the licking Louis head, and Louis felt like he was in paradise, only problem was Louis was getting hot and bothered and he was close and that couldn’t happen. 
He’d never cum early and now was not the time he wanted to, but Harry was deep throating him and Louis couldn’t watch for fear of losing it completely, he gripped the sheets tighter with a moan as Harry swirled his tongue over his tip and harry was pumping Louis cock as he sucked and Louis couldn’t take it, his whole body was hot, he felt ready to explode, without so much as a warning he sat up and pushed Harry off his dick grabbing he base tightly with him hand breathing erotically as Harry looked up at him from where Louis had pushed him onto the bed
“cut, Louis what the hell?” Paul asked, Louis gulped and then groaned rubbing at his eyes with his free hand
“we’ll give you two minutes too cool down, but seriously Louis, knuckle down yeah” Paul sighed walking over to the corner and throwing some water to Harry. Louis stared down at the sheets in embarrassment for himself. At least however he’d managed to not come, or they’d be in a whole other situation right now.
“nick, change angle of the camera” Paul directed and Nick cleared his throat before moving the camera to the other side of the bed, Louis had yet to look up until harry was lifting his chin and holding the water by his lips, Louis gulped and sighed but too it and gulped a little down before handing it back to Harry who put the cap on and threw it back to Paul.
“you alright to continue now, Tomlinson?” He asked, Louis flushed pink but nodded. 
“try and last for three or four minutes, then we want a come shot over Harrys chest. Then you’re to suck his dick” Paul said, Louis gulped and nodded. He could do that.
He lay down on the bed and removed his hand from the base of his cock feeling a little calmer and less likely to explode at any minute. Nick signalled to Paul that the camera was rolling and Paul nodded to Harry who took Louis as far as he could with no other thought, sucking and swirling his tongue, Louis moaned and both hands found Harrys hair, gripping lightly as if trying to keep himself on the bed and not drift off into heaven where his brain seemed to think he was.
He began counting in his head, already feeling himself getting closer and Harrys hand found his balls cupping and massaging them gently in his hand ’96, 97,98’ Harry started to lick at his head again, twirling just the tip of Louis in his mouth and Louis insides were screaming for release but he kept it in, forced himself to stay calm, moans filling the silence of the room. ‘143,144,145’ Harry then deep throated him again and Louis moaned loudly he could do this, he could last for 30 more seconds. 
Harry hummed and pulled off Louis, licking up his shaft and pumping Louis with his hand before deapthroating him once more and Louis was feeling stars, he’d lost track of time but he felt now was as good time as any so he squeezed Harrys shoulders and Harry pulled off looking up at him, Louis pushed him and rolled them so Louis was straddling Harry where Harry grabbed Louis cock and pumped him a few times until Louis was spilling come hot and wet as his body shook with the intensity of it all, he dropped his face into Harrys neck moaning low as he stopped Cumming and Harry slowed down his wrist movement.
Louis shakily lifted himself and attached his lips to Harrys who kissed back almost urgently and Louis undid Harrys button and zip before pulling back from Harry and pulling his jeans off of him surprised to find Harry with no boxers on, just totally commando, Louis blinked before getting onto Harrys lap and kissing him once more, tongues swirling as he pumped Harry once, twice and Harry was already moaning lightly.
He pulled back from Harry and slowly shifted down Harrys body until his bottom lip was trailing over Harrys cock and Harrys hips were having difficulty staying against the bed, Louis licked a strip up his cock and Louis dropped his head down hollowing out his cheeks and bobbing his head over Harrys cock tasting, licking and sucking. Harrys moans filled the room and Louis hummed in appreciation around his cock and Louis was already getting hard again, it wasn’t even five minutes since he’d come and Harrys noises, taste and the look on his face was all a little too much. Harry looked down at Louis to see he was watching and Harry tensed up beneath him pulling Louis off his cock as he came all over his stomach, body convulsing each time he came.
Louis pumped him through it, teeth caught in his lip as he watched Harry collapse sedated onto the bed, Louis let go of his cock and crawled up over him and pressed his lips to Harrys who lazily kissed him back until Paul cleared his throat “and… um cut” he said. 
Nick turned off the camera as Louis pulled off Harry and rolled off him to sit on the bed heart racing, skin flushed and sweat lining his skin.
“that was fucking hot, excuse me” Nick said before rushing out of them room and closing the door behind him as Lou walked over handing them robes and a towel which they both took and Louis slipped his on as Paul smiled in an almost knowing way.
“what?” Harry and Louis said in unison, blushing slightly as they caught each other’s eyes
“nothing, now why don’t you go and shower, you’ve been excellent today, Louis I’m going to need you to prep yourself tonight” Paul said before grabbing the script and walking out of the room with a skip in his step. Louis fell back against the bed with exhaustion, next to harry, shoulders touching.
“some water for you two” She handed them a bottle of water each which they gladly accepted, “I think this is maybe going to be the best thing either of you have shot, you’ve got a good connection” she smiled, Harry snorted before sitting up and sliding out of the bed muttering
“yeah connection” with a snort, Louis frowned and watched him leave
“like I said, work brings out the worst in him’” she sighed
“Well I’m going for a shower” Louis said awkwardly slipping out of the bed and grabbing his own clothes before walking towards the toilets. One of the showers was already running meaning Harry was already in it. Louis went to the one furthest from Harry’s and turned it on.
“Louis?” harry asked
“yeah” Louis sighed as the cool water hit his skin
“just some helpful tips, be louder, it’s like you’re keeping your nooses in, people like to hear you moan” Harry said, Louis frowned because ew, he hated his voice, why would people want to hear that?
“mhmm” he said frowning at the wall because he didn’t really want advice from Harry, it was like he’d not enjoyed himself at all, that it really was all for the camera.
“try and control yourself, think of things to stop getting to the point of no return” he continued and Louis deflated a little more
“uh huh” he gulped grabbing the soap and lathering him up
“also-“ harry continued
“can we like go over this in the morning or something, I’m just a little tired” Louis lied, he didn’t want to know what he’d done wrong, didn’t want to know that he wasn’t good enough for Harry. He rinsed off the soap and turned off his water
“sure, just trying to help though” Harry continued, Louis grabbed his towel and began to dry himself and get changed.
“okay” he said walking out of the shower cubicle and looking in the slightly steamed mirror, maybe he wasn’t even cut out for a job like this either, maybe he just wasn’t cut out for life anymore.
“lets just hope you can last longer tomorrow” Harry whispered into his ear as he walked past leaving with a smack of Louis bum and suddenly Louis world felt like it may have been crumbling down even more than usual. He looked down at the sink and gripped it tightly. He looked at himself in the mirror, and never had he felt so truly disgusted in himself. He walked to the door and slid out keeping his eyes to the floor and he walked through the corridor towards the reception not daring to look up. He could hear Eleanor calling him from the kitchen as he walked past. He looked up to see her standing up from the kitchen table and grabbing her bag. 
By the sink leaning on the counter looking at his phone was Harry. Louis grabbed Eleanor’s wrist and pulled her out of the room quickly, feeling Harrys stare until he turned the corner. Eleanor stayed silent to which Louis was glad. His eyes were burning and he wasn’t sure he could keep tears in any longer. He’d kept them in for almost a year now.
He walked out of the doors and was met with heavy rain. He looked up at the sky rain soaking his face and running down his neck, and he was almost glad to see the rain, because his tears were now mixing with it. They walked quickly along the streets towards Louis flat, Eleanor watching him with a worried frown.
“What did he say?” She asked as they closed the door shutting the rain out of the building and walking to the stairs, Louis shook his head, his jaw tensed, eyes burning and Eleanor rubbed her thumb over Louis wrist as they climbed the stairs. 
The closer to the flat they got the more Louis shrunk in on himself until he reached it and tried to put the key in the lock, only he was shaking so hard that he couldn’t even do that right. Eleanor gently took it from him and unlocked the door, Louis fell through the door and that’s where he lost it, collapsing to the floor in a mess of limps heaving and sobbing because there was no doubt. Louis was fucked, and in no way was it in a good way. He’s fallen for someone who wasn’t ever going to go for a person like him, he was a mess. Eleanor closed the door behind her and sat down next to him pulling his head onto her lap stroking his damp fringe from his eyes.
She sighed and continued as Louis sobbed into her knee loud and painful. She spoke soft words like he’d done to her many a time before and waited until he’d calmed down enough to at least make it onto the sofa, curling into himself.
“what happened, hon?” she asked.
“i-I’m such a-an idiot” he cried burying his face into his knees and wrapping his arms around them tightly “I-I’ve never hated – never hated Harry – never”
“I had suspicions” she whispered “what did he do?”
“we f-followed the instructions but “ he hiccupped and sniffed “but it didn’t feel like we were it felt natural, I m- I mean we didn’t even need material, y’know” he continued, Eleanor looked at him with wide eyes
“did he say something?” Eleanor asked and Louis nodded turning his head to look at her, she looked torn, and Louis felt empty.
“he said I- was t-tiny and h-he knows that’s a a thing for m-me a-and then listed all the stuff that i-I’d messed up on a-and then he slapped –he – he” Louis sobbed again burying his hands into his knees
“he slapped your bum” Eleanor sighed, Louis nodded into his knees
“right, time for the ice cream and grease. And I’m staying over no matter what you say, you’ve done so much for me and now it’s my turn to repay you” she said pulling Louis into an awkward half hug.
“that sounds perfect” Louis whimpered and sniffed into her shoulder. A tub of ice cream, and a hot chocolate later found Louis curled on half the sofa, his brain spinning and Eleanor asleep on the other half, light breathing filling the room. He was just glad he wasn’t alone to have done anything stupid. Because after all Louis sleeps with people for a living but he’s truly tired of sleeping alone.
He finally managed to fall asleep at half five, the sun was already up silent laughter of the day to come suffocated him into slumber.