Harry used the last three days they had there making sure he captured Louis' attention twenty-four/seven. So far he hadn't slept with Zayn again since the confrontation, and Harry was looking to keep it that way. He woke Louis up with good morning blow jobs, he kept Louis busy with activities all day (including one or two public sexual activities), and did everything he could to get Louis to his room before Zayn did.

Turns out Louis is easily entertained. Harry was working way harder than he had to to keep Louis, but he didn't want to take any chances. Harry also noticed that he was treating sex with Louis way differently than he's ever treated sex before. He's always been a sub, but with Louis it's like he wants more than someone dominant, something more personal, but he didn't know what yet.

Louis could tell Harry was working his ass off for him. He was always asking what Louis wanted, always ready to please Louis if he even hinted he wanted it. He knows that Harry feels like he's fighting for Louis, but honestly Louis is an easy prize. He hasn't remotely missed sleeping with Zayn the past couple days, and not just because Harry was ever-present, but also because Harry was more than enough.

They were laying, snuggled close, on the couch watching Ellen (some famous boyband was on promoting a new album) while Zayn was at an art gallery visiting a friend he did some pieces for a few years back. Harry wasn't actually watching, in fact he wasn't even facing the TV. He had his face buried in Louis' chest and a good grip on the back of his shirt. He was half asleep and mumbled little nothing's while Louis pet his hair and shh'd him quietly.

Harry woke up enough to say, "You smell good," against Louis' shirt. Louis chuckled and kissed the top of Harry's head. Harry continued with, "Warm too." Louis curled his arms around Harry tighter and smiled. "Don't let go," Harry barely whispered.

Louis closed his eyes with a sigh. He wanted to say that he never would, that he'd hold Harry forever and a day, but he knew it was a lie. He couldn't have Harry, only one more day and he'd have to forget Harry completely. Let him go forever.

"I'm sorry," Louis' voice was a breath but Harry must have heard because his fingers clenched in Louis' shirt and he shook his head without opening his eyes.

"Don't."

"I'm sorry," was all Louis could say again.

Harry opened his eyes and pulled back so he could look at Louis, "So I've only got one more day with you? That's it?" Louis didn't answer but he didn't have to, his eyes were sad and Harry knew. "Then there's something I want, as a parting present. Something I've thought about since I came home with you."

"Anything you want, Haz."

Harry smirked, "How would Zayn feel about a threesome?"

***

Harry and Louis were snogging on the couch when Zayn came home. Louis pounced, literally, on the idea of a threesome. Harry hadn't expected it to go down so well. He figured Louis would be overly protective of Zayn and never consider the idea of sharing him. But when Louis whispered a fuck yes and pulled Harry on top of him, Harry took that as a yes.

Zayn huffed a laugh when he came through the door and threw a, "Thought you guys would be further along by now."

Harry pressed his face next to Louis ear and whispered, "I want him, please."

Louis arched up into Harry's body and croaked, "Zayn come here. Now."

Zayn gave him an okay, bossy look but set his keys down and came over anyway. Harry looked at Louis for a long second, saw permission, and stood up in front of Zayn. Zayn made a stunted sound of surprise when Harry pressed his lips to Zayn's.

Louis got up and came behind Zayn to play with the waistband of his jeans. He leaned in to say, "Some fun, yeah, Zee?"

Harry hummed in answer instead of Zayn and curled his hands in Zayn's hair. Zayn let himself be kissed for a moment before taking the lead, making Harry go pliant. Louis smiled, "He's so good. Use him, he loves it."

Zayn and Harry moaned in unison at Louis instruction. Zayn pulled on Harry's clothes, bringing him closer. "Knees," Zayn's low voice broke the air. Harry whimpered and fell.

Harry looked at Louis behind Zayn with pleading eyes. Louis smiled at him and Harry relaxed on the floor. He looked back to Zayn and waited for the next step. Zayn turned his back on Harry and kissed Louis with zealous. They didn't fight for dominance like they both did with Harry until Harry fell into submission. They just let their mouths move in memorized synchronization.

Harry shifted minutely on his knees and tried to wait patiently, but when Louis put a hand between Zayn's jeans and pants Harry whined his frustration. Louis growled and broke away from Zayn.

"Harry," he scolded, "you will wait. I won't tolerate that behavior." Harry forehead scrunched up in remorse and he let his head fall. "Stay still and quiet for me and you'll have what you want soon enough." Harry nodded and kept his head down.

Louis returned to Zayn, who wore a shocked look on his face. Louis gave him a questioning gaze but Zayn just looked dumbfounded. Louis pulled Zayn by the wrist towards the kitchen. Harry made a scared sound, making Louis look back at him. Harry wore fear all over his features as he watched Louis walk further away.

Louis heart beat faster as he assured Harry, "Don't worry, baby, I'm not leaving. I'm right here." Harry inhaled a breath he didn't know he was holding and settle back to wait.

Zayn pulled Louis past the half-wall that separated the two rooms and started whisper-yelling his confusion at Louis. "What the hell was that?"

Louis shrugged, "What?"

"Harry, wait. Sit still. I won't tolerate that behavior?" Zayn's neck vein was prominent now, so Louis know he was freaking out. "He's not your child. He's your, I'll allow, very submissive lover for a week. Where the hell did that come from?"

"I don't know. It's just sort of a thing we do. Harry likes to be told what to do, and I like telling him. Sometimes he doesn't behave so I make him."

"Are you listening to yourself right now? Sometimes he doesn't behave? That's way beyond a week of sex, Louis. You've created something else entirely with that boy."

Louis wanted to rebut that he didn't. That that was ridiculous. But then he thought about it. Zayn was right. Louis had never done anything like this with anyone before. If it were a week ago, Louis would've laughed at the words coming out of his mouth.

"I didn't mean to. It just sort of happened."

"That's what you've got for me? Just sort of happened? Louis you are so deep right now you can't even see it."

"I'm not," he argued. "I'm fine. We're fine."

Zayn pushed him, pretty hard, in the shoulder. "See? There is no we with you two! He's just a guy Louis!"

"Stop! He's not just a guy! He's mine!" Louis cupped his hand over his mouth as soon as he realized what he said.