Harry & Louis are both owners of very big company's, but what happens when one day they meet each other in a club? Will they fall for each other? Will they ever tell each other they one of the other likes to be tied down, blindfolded?
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It was going to be a good day today, for once my employees had done everything right, they had organised everything in a timely manner and everything today was just perfect. If only every single day could be like this. I had just finished everything up at work and I'm currently heading home right now. It was Friday which only made this day even better than it already was.
Too bad I didn't have anyone special to go home too. So, since I am lonely and have been for two years now, I have decided to go out tonight and it'll also be alone since all my mates were out of town on business trips and the ones who weren't already had plans. I get home, take a shower using my strawberry shower gel, which may I add, smells so, bloody amazing. After I finish showering, I get ready, styling my hair up because why the hell not? I was probably going to be mobbed my fans which wasn't that big of a deal, but I always must look my best.
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After putting on what I desired, I put on some accessories and shoes before I drive ten minutes away from my house, which was to NYC. I park my car and get out, heading towards the entrance when a group and teenaged girls politely ask me for pictures. I agree, they ask a women to take a picture for them on their phone, while I stand in the middle, my arms holding up a peace sign when all is done, they thank me, "not a problem," I smile to them and then they take off towards the direction they were previously heading in.
I walk into the club, it was a VIP club, mostly for celebrities, or famous business owners, which I was the CEO of my fashion company and a singer. But after a few years of doing tours I stopped and decided to focus on myself, which is how all these teenaged girls know me. I had never been to this club before, so I was looking forward to it, maybe it would've been more fun it a friend had come with me since I'll be drinking alone. I grin when I see some people I know, but aren't friends with, some were singers, others were actors or somehow famous.
I walk over to the bar and take a seat on the chairs, ordering myself a raspberry vodka. They guy working in the bar nods and gives me a smirk, I just polity smile back, not wanting to seem rude. He was cute, just not my type.
Time passes, two hours into the night and perhaps ten bottles of the raspberry vodka's later, I stumble to the bathroom, my vision just a bit of a blur, but no, I was fine, finishing my business, I walk back out to the bar and see a guy with two raspberry vodka's with him, but he was alone which was weird. I take a seat a few seats away from the guy, not really looking at him. Just as I was about to order my 11th bottle for the night, I hear someone sit down next to me, obviously my first instinct was to see who it was, and it was the guy from before, who had two bottles of vodka.
He slides the bottle over to me and I try to stop my stomach from doing backflips by placing my hand over it. It was louis Tomlinson, the most handsome, hottest, cutest, pretty and amazing guy ever. He was a CEO also, of his own company, his company provided materials for fashion companies, including mine. We had never face to face met, we were both very busy people, and the company's manger would organise things like those.
