Happy Ending {Larry, Nosh, Ziam}

The Hardest Story

Louis didn't know why he was trying so hard to look nice for his first day working with Harry . It wasn't like he was trying to impress Harry. Oh god no, Louis was perfectly content in his relationship with his long-term girlfriend, Eleanor. Besides Harry had no effect whatsoever on Louis' life. So Harry was good-looking, any straight guy would notice that too. Louis was just making an observation; he was not checking him out.

Louis did a 'great' job of convincing himself that on the way to school as well. When he arrived at his classroom, he was 100% sure he was straight, not gay and definitely not attracted to Harry.

"Hey Louis," a husky voice purred, exaggerating the last syllable, "Looks like your late."

Louis immediately froze in recognition as the voice talked; he felt his insides melting from the sheer sound of it, and turned around to face Harry, "What are you talking about Harry?"

Harry winked, "Come on Lou, look at the clock, 7:32 am. I thought we agreed 7:30?" 

Louis forced the blush off his face, "I-I'm sorry. Oh god, I've already made a bad impression on you. I'm meant to be setting an example."

Harry laughed. Harry decided that he was allowed to laugh and somehow make it  sound like angels singing to Louis, "Louis, you're acting like I'm your boss. It's just a joke."

"Still," he sighed, looking away from Harry, not wanting to feel attracted to him any longer, "Well, um, come inside the classroom."

"After you, Louis," and Harry made sure that when he checked out Louis' ass, Louis saw it.

The school day had seemed to pass rather quickly, though Harry made sure to have Louis catch him staring and smiling at him. It was all part of the plan, make Louis think the attraction was mutual and the seducing will come easier. 

Louis fell for it hook, line and sinker, blushing every time he met Harry's gaze and every time he saw those god damn precious dimples. He was glad to know that his attraction to the other was returned equally by Harry.

By the time Louis and Harry had parted ways the first day, Louis was starting to think that maybe his attraction to Harry wasn't something a seemingly straight person should feel, and Harry was feeling completely secure about his job and the money it brought him.

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"So how'd it go, Lou?" Zayn questioned his best friend.

Louis couldn't keep the smile off his face, "Brilliantly."

Zayn decided to play with this and arched his eyebrow, "Someone's got a crush?" 

Louis felt himself nodding, before quickly shaking his, "What the hell, Zayn? You are aware I have a girlfriend that I am very much," he struggled to say the words, "in love with."

"Well that's a lie if I've ever heard one," Zayn muttered inaudible to Louis, but continued louder "Really Louis? The smile I saw on your face was more of a I-Totally-Want-To-Fuck-Styles smile than a I-Had-A-Great-Day-Teaching one?"

 "I wasn't aware my smiles gave so much away of what I was thinking," he chuckled, "but I promise Zayny, my smile was more of a I-Am-So-Glad-I'm-Hanging-Out-With-A-Stoner smile."

"Fuck you, Louis," Zayn laughed, "You're an ass."

"Thanks Zayny, " Louis blew him a kiss, "Love you too."

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To: Zayn