CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
LouisandHarry are both busy on a Saturday afternoon. Tomorrow is going to be The Malik Enterprises' Charity Ball and everyone who is someone is going to be there and the couple are seriously arguing about what colored shirt goes with this tie or what color blazer this shoe goes with.
It was a mess, really.
In the end, they both agreed to wear all black anyway.
All the hours wasted arguing about color coordinating but they both ended up just wearing black anyway.
It was a mess, really.
Saturday rolled around and then Sunday morning came.
The Charity Ball does not start until 7 in the evening so the couple had half of the day to waste.
They did nothing but cuddle and make out.
Harry wanted to have sex but Louis is being too distant and everytime he tries to make a move or make it obvious that he wants to have sex Louis would decline him.
"C'mon, Lou. You're killing me here." Harry pleads.
Louis furrows his brows and stares at the man without interest. He shrugs and moved away from his lover purposely swaying his hips as he prepare them some lunch. Given that he can't cook but lately he has been trying.
"What do you want for lunch?" He asks suddenly feeling arms wrapped around him from behind.
"You, I want you." Harry whispers in his ears causing the little hair on his neck to stand up and for goosebumps to rise up on his skin.
"Seriously, Harry. Im not kidding." Louis' voice was stern and seriously Harry was getting tired of his mood swings.
Harry dropped his hands from embracing his boyfriend. "Anything. We could just get take out if you want."
Louis shrugs and went to the kitchen counter near a phonebook and the landline telephone.
He picked McDonald's. He's craving for some Fish Fillet burger anyway.
After placing a call he went to their couch and saw Harry lounging around with his laptop on his lap supported by a pillow.
"What are you doin'?" Louis asks.
"Tryna find some good gay porn to watch since my boyfriend won't have sex with me." Harry pouted like a kid.
"Harry." Louis warns,
"Louis." Harry mocks him.
Louis pushes his tongue out past his lips and rolled his eyes after. It was childish but so was Harry.
It was a mess, really.
He stands up from his current sitting position and goes up to their room.
He grabs his phone from the night stand and pulls the charger from the bottom of it.
He started browsing on twitter and saw that Harry posted a tweet.
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Fanfiction"Honey, I think you're not doing your fucking job right!" "Look, asshole. I dont care who the fuck you are but I can assure you that I am pretty damn good with what I do!" Or.. An AU where Harry is a jerkface workaholic heir of a big company and Lou...
