❝high.❞ [h.s & l.t]

part zero

"Happy birthday, mate," Nick winked as the stripper planted her bum on my lap. My mouth was wide open because one, Nick had actually gotten me a stripper for my 19th birthday, and two, I was about as straight as a circle.

Basically, this was not pleasant for me.

The stripper started grinding on me, and Harry Junior was not impressed. "I'm going home," I decided, gently pushing the girl off my lap. "Thanks for the party, man. It was...great."

Nick's face fell as I left, but as I felt the cold air outside the club, I was glad I did. It was dark already, the street lights illuminating the road.

I saw some guys sitting against the side of a building, beer bottles and cigarettes in their hands. One guy was standing up, swaying on his feet.

My eyes passed over them, and further down the street. My heart skipped a beat when I saw a lump in the middle of the street. I could tell it was a person, so I started running to the body. The drinks I'd had made it a little difficult, but I eventually got there, and crouched next to him. I looked at his face. He had light brown hair draped over his forehead. long eyelashes and a cute little nose. I brought my hand to his shoulder and shook it gently. "Hey, wake up."

The guy's eyes fluttered open, revealing beautiful blue irises, but they weren't right. They were wild, pupils dilated. It only took me a second to realize that he was high. The boy gasped, springing up and backing away from me.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you," I said softly. I stuck out my hand to help him. The boy just looked at my hand with a creepy smile. Well, others would find it creepy, but it made little crinkles appear beside his eyes, and I couldn't look away. "Are you okay? Why were you lying in the middle of the road?"

Instead of answering my question, the boy just said, "I'm Louis. What's your name?" and lit a cigarette.

"Harry," I told him, standing up. "How about I call you a cab?"

"Thanks, Henry," Louis said. I raised my hand to interject but he just kept talking. "I was at home and I somehow ended up here."

"Maybe you walked?" I suggested, feeling like I was talking to a little kid. Louis nodded slowly, like he was confused, mumbling a 'yeah'.

"Do you want me to call you a cab?" I repeated, helping the boy up. I didn't want to leave Louis alone because Louis looked so damn beautiful with a cigarette hanging out of his mouth that it was like my feet were glued to the ground.

Louis nodded weakly as he swayed on his feet slightly. I held him by the elbow as I dialed the cab service. "Okay, Louis. The cab's going to be here in ten minutes. Is that okay?"

Louis didn't answer, he was just staring at me. "Louis?"

"You're very pretty, Henry." He touched my lips lightly. "I kind of want to kiss you."

My eyes widened and I let go of Louis' elbow, backing away from him. He had been leaning against me, so when I backed away, he was sent tumbling to the ground, his cigarette falling out of his mouth.

I gasped, my hands flying to my mouth, and reached down to help Louis up. He was giggling as he steadied himself.

"Kiss me, Henry!" He giggled, his nose scrunching up. "Kiss me, kiss me!"

"I really don't think that's a good—" but before I could get my words out, Louis was kissing me. It was sloppy and wet and Louis tasted like drugs and smoke but there was something there that made me not want to pull away. Louis back up for a minute to catch his breath, then pulled me back in by the back of my neck.

My arms slowly wrapped themselves around Louis' waist, pulling him into my chest. We were both tipsy and it was extremely uncoordinated, but Louis' lips were soft yet rough at the same time.

He was addicting.

Soon we had to pull away because the cab had arrived. I knew I'd probably never see Louis again, so let go of him and took a step back, slipping my hands into my pockets and staring at the ground.

"Henry?" I looked up to Louis, my breath catching in my throat. The street light was shining perfectly down on him, illuminating his face. He looked stunning. "You're a good kisser."

In that moment I knew that I'd found someone special. I'd been so lonely without a boyfriend that it was driving me crazy looking for the perfect one. And now, unintentionally, I've got a good feeling about Louis.

"Come with me, Henry," Louis exclaimed. I grinned, and immediately hopped into the car with him.

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