We Both Got Nothing To Hide

chapter 1

"Oi! What do you want, Tommo?"

Louis' head snapped up as he heard the voice of the familiar Alpha being directed at him, grinning over at the brunette man. He pointed down at his half pint glass, indicating he wanted the same again, and it seemed like Niall had understood, as he turned back to the barman, gesturing with his hands as he waited for their order. He shut down the text conversation he'd been having with his little sister and shoved the phone away, intending to get fully plastered. It wasn't often he truly let himself go on a night out, but after a completely shit week at Uni, it was all he wanted.

He let his eyes wander around the room for a moment. Zayn was busy placing a bet with some unknown person across the room, the tall pool cue resting against his hips as he laid what looked like a fiver down. Louis was a little surprised; Zayn hated losing money, so he was usually the last person to join in on things like that. Liam was watching from the sidelines, chatting to a blonde girl who Louis was sure was in one of Liam's classes. Finally, he spotted Harry, who was wiping his hands down on his thighs as he emerged from the bathroom. Louis gulped, hating how his body responded to the mere sight of Harry, the Alpha he called his best friend.

Harry's eyes found Louis' across the room and he smiled softly, walking back over. The closer he got, the stronger Harry's scent became, and Louis had to fight to not lose himself in it, the smell as enticing as ever, even above the smell of sweat and alcohol lingering around the room. Harry dragged the stool closer to Louis and sat down, his knee pressing against Louis' outer thigh, making the Omega push into the touch ever so slightly, but hopefully not enough that Harry would notice he was aching for contact.

"Where's everyone gone? Thought they wouldn't leave you alone..."

Louis just rolled his eyes. "Hazza, I'm fine. I can take care of meself, you know that."

Harry sighed, pushing a hand back through his hair, releasing a waft of pheromones in Louis' direction, making Louis almost arch back in a desperate attempt to inhale all of it. "I know you can. I do, Lou. But I just ... I care, okay? I just think- wait, where are you going?"

"Zayn is doing absolutely shit, I can see from here the lad can't aim at all. I'm going to give him some pointers."

He hopped down from his stool, well aware of an Alpha across the room watching as he sashayed his way to Zayn, making the other Omega laugh as Louis set his hands on his hips, leaning over Zayn's back and whispering in his ear a few pointers. Zayn nodded and Louis took a step back, leaning against a nearby pillar as he watched Zayn take his advice on board, bringing the cue back and sliding it forward, the red ball heading straight into the pocket.

"Told you," Louis smirked as Zayn walked past, slapping his ass as he did so.

"You've got his attention, Lou, ease up," Zayn muttered, folding his arms as he watched his opponent take a shot, trying not to scoff as the other man missed by a mile. "Which one next?"

Louis pushed onto his tiptoes, surveying the table quickly and with a practised eye. "Go for the one by the top middle pocket. Easy pot, and it'll leave him in a tough position for the next one." Just as Zayn was about to walk away, Louis held his arm, pulling him to a stop. "What did you mean?"

"I mean, Harry's watching you, and he's glaring at me."

Zayn walked off and Louis smiled to himself, resetting his expression before he turned, peering over his shoulder and winking at Harry. It seemed, though, that the man Louis assumed to be an Alpha stood next to Harry thought the wink was aimed at him, judging by the way he was strutting over. Louis exhaled and plastered a smile on his face, looking coyly up at the man. He honestly wasn't interested, but he quite liked the attention, however much he hated to admit it.