His still hidden bulge is in my hand and I want to rip his boxers off of his body. "Fuck it, I can't stand this." I say and pull his boxers down to his ankles and bring my head down to his large member. He groans loudly as I bob my head harshly.

"I love how you want to take control. It's so sexy Louis." he moans. I grab my own cock and begin pumping slowly, I moan softly, most likely sending a vibration through him.

Minutes later, hot spurts of come flow into my mouth and I almost gag. My release comes (a/n no pun intended) and I come on Harry's torso. He gasps, then looks at me with a small, but noticeable smile.

"Well that was fun, yeah?" he asks, a lazy grin covering his face. I nod and he grabs his pants to put them on. I sit naked on my bed and watch as he pulls up his jeans. Why am I watching him put on his jeans? My phone rings before I can mentally ponder that question.

The caller ID says it's Zayn. I put the phone up to my ear as he rushes his words.

"Louis! I need your help! It's black Friday and I'm about to be killed! Ahh!"

What? "Zayn" I say catching Harry's attention. I give him a weak smile before continuing. "Zayn, why are you about to be killed?"

Silence is heard. After what sounds like a crash he speaks again. "Louis... HELP!" Dial tone. I look to Harry and he has a worried expression.

"What's wrong Louis?" he asks with a small voice. I shake my head and tell him I need to find Zayn. He looks heart broken. "A-are you coming back?" he asks sadness in his green eyes.

I run over to him and hug him tight, "Of course, I just have to help my mate. You can stay here and there's food in the cabinets if you get hungry. I love you." I tell him and walk out of the door.

Damn it, Zayn. You just had to get cought in black Fri-- wait a minute, today's Wednesday. What the hell?

I arrive at the closest mall and it seems dead. I text Zayn asking where he is. He tells me he's in Macy's. The short walk to Macy's is torturing, considering I have a bunch of words to say to Zayn.

When I walk in, he is arguing with the manager. I grab his shoulder and pull him to the side. "What the hell, Zayn? You told me you almost got killed in black Friday. It's fucking Wednesday!" I shout, causing the cashier to look at us in suspicion.

"I know your slow at times, this was the only way to get you to shop with me, mate." he smiles like it's nothing.

"I left my boyfriend to help you, you asshole! What was that crash? The yelling voices? The arguing with the manager? Was that all fake?" I ask.

"Yep. The people were behind me yelling into the phone. The crash was a lady's wine glass falling, and you have a boyfriend?" Oh shit. I never told them about Harry.

"U-u-um, yeah." Fuck, fuck, fuck. "But why did you do that? To get a new fucking leather jacket?"

"Yeah, I wanted your opinion before I bought it. You like it?" he asks lifting his arms so I can see it all. I nod and begin to walk away. "Louis, wait I'm sorry. I didn't know you'd be mad. I thought you were the fun prankster, not an uptight asshole."

I turn around on my heel,"Excuse me?" Shit is about to go down.

(A/n *Kevin Hart's voice* it's about to go down! Lol. I watched the Drag Me Down music video today eeeeekkkk! So hot! Anyway, it's on the first page of my book "One Direction Song Lyrics***" carry on