death spells ☤ (larry stylinson) [ON HIATUS]

six

— smut warning for this chapter !

"so, louis, what do you do?" harry enquires, taking a tiny sip of his latte whilst he awaited louis' response. "um, i'm in university, i work part time in my aunts off license." silence.

not bad silence, but probably not good silence either.

see, harry knew who louis was. it was impossible not to recognise those features. jo deakin did have a son called louis after all.

"i was gonna ask what you did but you play here." louis chuckled, trying to break the silence and internally smiling when harry joined in with the small laughter.

"i mean, yeah! i'm in my second year of uni but i might drop out to be honest so this gig i have here is all. it's not that hard either i just show up at like 10, chat to laura for a bit and then go on at 12:30, swap around a bit with this girl called jade and finish at 4:30 and close at 5. i get to leave my equipment here and i get free drinks so this is practically it until i get signed." harry smiles softly.

louis raised his eyebrows. "you're getting signed? impressive." he said with a smirk which caused harry to roll his eyes and chuckle. "see now i think you're being sarcastic."

"i'm not!" louis defends himself, both hands raised in the air. "alright, alright." harry laughs once more. "alright, well i'm not signed yet but some agents for this label called LbCo checked me out over the last two weeks so if all goes well i should get a call in like a week but who knows." harry shrugs, cheeks turning red for some reason that louis can't quite understand but he smiles nonetheless.

"wanna go out for a drink, like out out? cause i have to close now and i feel like we have some more to talk about." harry suggests. this would be a great time for louis to stop but instead he shrugs. "why not, let's go." his voice is a little hoarse and for this reason he clears his throat as he waits for harry to close the café.

harry's plan was to befriend louis while he waited to hear back from the label, and if he got signed and unlocked enough publicity, then he would convince louis to talk to his mother for him and see if he could bag himself a performance slot on world of deakin.

sure the woman's views and opinions were awful but it'd get harry some tv time and it was a small price to pay to move up in the industry.

"so," louis began. "where are we going?" a harmless question. harry giggled, "well i happen to know about this bar in like the richest part of manchester." of course he did.

harry didn't do cheap places unless he was really desperate. it just wasn't his style.

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the bewildered expression on louis' face made harry giggle lightly. "a gay bar? fuck i never knew these were even real." louis chuckled, and followed harry, who, for reasons he could not share, knew the bouncer very well, inside. "oh it's real. and it's paradise." harry promised, and louis saw, that once they were inside, it did seem like paradise in a twisted way.

there were men everywhere they turned, mainly twinks but it appeared to harry that louis' definitely wasn't complaining. there were a few women, probably there with their "boyfriends" thinking it's a normal bar, not knowing about the eventual break up that was destined to happen due to him finding himself.

it was almost enough to be hysterical if it wasn't the truth.

"i'm gonna head to the bar, get some jack, do you wanna find us a booth?" harry suggested, louis smiled half heartedly. harry could tell that, as much as the blue eyed man was enjoying the atmosphere around him, this wasn't really his scene. but maybe it would be after a couple of shots.