The Fake Relationship | LARRY

twenty one

Sorry for the delay of an update. I just became an aunty for the first time and I'm a little obsessed and that's mainly what I have been doing. I'm a little shook at the fact that last chapter I was thanking you all for 39k when we now have 45k !!

I have no words to explain how fucking thankful I am. This story means the absolute world to me and is one of the ones that I would actually want published and all that shit.

I am a little insecure about this chapter so as the coward I am, I'm gonna publish and not go on wattpad until tomorrow to see all the comments haha

Harry's head was roaring with a raging headache when he woke up the next morning.  Suddenly, memories of the night before came flooding in, waking him up completely. Harry quickly jolted up in a seating position, frowning when he saw that he was not in his bedroom.

Memories of the night kept flashing in his head, reminding him exactly why he was not in his own bed. This was something Harry thought he was going to have to do again.

"Got to find an escape route," Harry said to himself, pushing the covers from his naked body, picking up his clothing that was in a pile on the ground and quickly changing into them. Harry looked back to the bed, noticing the shirtless boy who was lying down on the bed, next to where he had just woken up.

He had fucked someone else last night and he wasn't sure if he regretted it or not. With all the bullshit that was going on with Louis, it felt good to have an distraction of some sorts. A few months ago, this was what Harry would get up to once every two months. But this time around, he felt guilty, like it was wrong what he had done. That is exactly why he had to get out of there before too many questions were asked.

Harry took a step off the bed, trying to be as quiet as he possibly could be. He hated the whole 'morning after' situation that always came with one night stands so he wanted to be out of there as quick as possible.

Harry moved towards the door to the room, tip-toeing as quietly as he could before placing his hand on the door-knob, beginning to turn it slowly when-

"Going so soon?"

Harry practically jumped two meters into the air before he finally turned to face towards the bed where the voice had come from.  The same boy that had approached Harry in the kitchen at Louis' party was now sitting up, fully awake and intently staring at the curly haired boy.

The boy was attractive, Harry could give him that. His hair was a dark brown and his eyes were a light blue that looked to be almost grey. He was definitely Harry's type. Similar to Louis.

"Uh, yeah, sorry, thanks for the great time...." Harry said with narrowed eyes, not able to finish his sentence because he never actually caught the boy's name or if he did, he couldn't remember it. This was one of the things he hated about the morning after a one night stand, it was always awkward as fuck.

The boy chuckled quite loudly, "It's Xavier."

Harry awkwardly stepped forward with an outstretched hand, "I'm Harry. Is this what we should do? Shake hands? It's been a while since I've done this type of thing."

Because I've kind of got a fake boyfriend.

"Let's shake hands," Xavier replied with a grin, standing up onto his feet, obviously not even fazed that he was still completely stark naked. Harry tried his best to ignore this and shook Xavier's hand.

"How did we-"

"Look, I'm all up for a conversation but I need to go get dressed so that we can start getting ready," Xavier informed before brushing past Harry, pushing open the bedroom door, still naked, and out the room. Harry couldn't help but let his eyes fall to Xavier's ass when he exited the room.