"I'm just like you"

"night out and it's ten grand"

Louis knew that, but his friends saying that made him feel...happier. "I know" he smiled. "Well then, when will you dump El and introduce this 'with dazing eyes, curly hair, and taller than us' man?" Zayn asked. Louis bit his lip. "I don't-I don't know if I can leave her-" "What? Dude, falling in love and be loved is something that doesn't happen to everyone! You can't waste this chance" Liam said, and somehow Zayn looked at him smiling slightly. Liam blushed slightly. "I don't think me and Harry are the only ones in love" Louis said, smirking. Niall nodded. Zayn and Liam blushed. "Well, uhm, wanna, uhm-" "Let's do something to celebrate!" Niall said, excited. They went out, and Louis smiled at the barman who was waving at him.

They went around the city, with the dark sky above them and the lights from the buildings around. They went at some parties, and Louis could swear he'd drank so much just a few times before. Then they tried to go out, but couldn't find Niall, so they just laughed and exited the crowded Place (that's how it was called) without him, but two security guards who looked grumpy stopped them. "You have to pay" they said. "What?" Louis said in some scuffed voice. "This is one of the richest place of London" "This is a fucking bar-" "Can't you read? The Palace" one of the guards continued. Louis sighed: alcohol had made them blind. "You have to pay" the other guard repeated. "We don't have any money" Liam explained; he was the one who'd drank less. "We don't really care, do we, Stan?" "No, we don't, Nick" Stan replied, looking at them coldly. Suddenly, a voice came our from behind the boys. 

"Stan, Nick, you aren't bothering our clients again?" Harry asked. Louis was feeling dizzy and not only for the alcohol. "Mr Styles, they won't pay" Stan said. "How are we supposed to pay? We don't have any money" Liam repeated. "Heard the boy?" Harry asked, severely. "Someone will have to pay for their stay here" Nick said. "I'll pay for all of them" Harry said. "We are, uhm...missing Niall-" Niall arrived, laughing, with lipstick fingerprints all over his cheeks and, most of all, neck. "We can't accept this" Liam said. "You don't really have any choice, do you, though?" Harry asked coldly. Liam shook his head. "Thank you very much" he said, then he woke Zayn who had fallen asleep on his shoulder and brought Niall and him out. "Tommo" he called. "I'll arrive in some minutes, you go home, don't worry for me Payno" he said, in his scuffing tone. The guards looked at them and left. Harry hold Louis' arm. "What happened?" "We went out to celebrate" he replied, his blue eyes shining "because I love you" he added, as if it was obvious. "Lou! Believe me, you wouldn't want anyone to hear" "I am not ashamed of my feelings" Louis said, sulking adorably. "You are not?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow. Louis shook his head, then almost fell over Harry. Harry chuckled. "I luv your laugh Harreh" he said. His drunk voice sent some shivers down Harry's spine, so he pinched his wrist to call his control. "Lou, you have to go home" "Home, someone take me home, home" Louis began to sing. Harry thought he was the most adorable human ever. "Okay then, I'll take you home with me" Harry said, and Louis nodded excitedly, clapping his hands. Harry chuckled again. They exited the Palace. "You are rich!" Louis realised then. "My dad is, and I like to play at the 'little prince' game" Harry explained. He felt umcomfy talking of that topic. "I see...I am rich though!" Louis affirmed, happy. Harry chuckled, again. "You are a pop star, Loueh" "If you call me like that I become horny" Louis said, honestly. Harry blushed. 

They arrived at Harry's place and luckily there weren't any paps around, because, even though his success didn't seem to like to Londoners, his fails always interested them. "Come now" Harry set him on his bed, then pulled over his shirt and hardly resisted to kiss him all over his tanned body. Harry pulled out his shirt himself and then lied beside Louis, pulling over their bodies a plaid. "Come neareer, Harreeh" Louis asked. Harry forced himself not to do him anything. Louis laid his head on Harry's neck groove, tracing small imaginary circles on his white skin. Harry looked him, softened. "Sleep now, Lou" he said. "Can you give me a kiss before?" Louis asked, with his sweetest eyes. Harry smiled, sighing. His lips touched Louis' lips, slowly, gently, and then, even though he didn't even know how himself, pulled away. Louis close his eyes and fell asleep on Harry, and Harry smiled, then slept himself.