23 Days With Luke Hemmings - (Boyxboy) (LiamPayne/LukeHemmings) ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE

Chapter 2

Liam’s POV

All night I kept an eye on everyone in the room to see if they would let off any sign of what secret they pulled out of the hat. Unfortunately when I put my secret into the hat it didn’t came back to me and my closest clue to know who pulled my secret out, was when Michael asked Luke if someone wanted to give him a blowjob. The secret I pulled out of that bloody hat was only mildly interesting because I knew it was Harry’s because it read:

‘I gave Louis Tomlinson a blowjob’

Before tonight none of us one direction boys had met the 5 seconds of summer guys so I knew that it wasn’t any of them and like Harry said earlier, Louis enjoyed each and every kiss that Harry gave him. To put it not so nicely Louis was a bit of an attention whore when it came to Harry; and Harry always gave him the attention that he wanted. So I am pretty damn certain that I had Harry’s secret burning a hole in my pocket.

We were all currently sitting around a poker table playing a game of Black Jack, also known as 21; I was completely loosing because I was so out of it thinking about who has my secret and wondering if they know it is mine. Niall was already out because he lost all his chips on a bluff and was sulking because no one would lend him enough chips to play another round.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and checked the time.

‘Eleven forty five pm’

Still another fifteen minutes left before I find out for sure who has my secret, and before everyone knows that someone sitting at this table wants to fuck Luke. I nearly whimpered at the thought of all the things I could do to the poor guy; he is probably going to have a heart attack when he finds out that I want to fuck him senseless.

I cringed at the language I was using, I was brought up by my mother and father who had strict rules about swearing and my mum would probably die if she found out I was swearing; even if it's in my head and I’m twenty one.

Sighing I pushed my few last chips to Niall who grinned and thanked me before I stood up and walked out of the room and towards the kitchen.

I turned the tap on and cupped a handful of the cold water before splashing it on my face. I leant over the sink letting the droplets on my face fall into the sick and down the drain before grabbing the hand towel that was hanging on the cupboard and running it over my face to wipe up the last few drops.

I placed the towel back and turned around to head back to the room. I jumped a little when I saw Harry leaning against the doorway to the kitchen.

“I didn’t hear you come in” I muttered. “How long have you been there?”

“Long enough to know that this secret stuff has you jumbled all over the place. It's even making you swear; something you hardly ever do.” I looked at him curiously.

“What are you getting at Harry?” I huffed at him and crossed my arms over my chest. “Do you know what? Forget it; I’m going back before everyone begins to wonder where I went.” I went to push past him but he grabbed my arm stopping me from leaving the room.

“I’m getting at the fact you have said Fuck more than twice in the past five hours” I scrunched my face up in confusion.

“I have only said it twi- Oh god.” I ran a hand over my face. Harry got my bloody secret! “Harry please. You have to tell everyone it was yours; I’m not that guy Harry.” I begged him and all he did was grin.

“I have my own secret Liam, I can’t have two and you have none. I would offer to trade but I don’t think sucking Louis dick is any better than wanting to fuck Luke. You should be proud of that, I’m glad you have finally grown a pair.” He patted me on the head once before turning around and leaving the room leaving me here with my mouth agape.  All I could think was ‘fuck I’m screwed’.