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A bit unsure with the choice of clothes, Louis stared at his reflection in the mirror of his bathroom in the dorm. They were all about to go out clubbing as Zayn and Louis had agreed on two days ago. All in their rooms, they were getting ready to stay up all night and celebrate like maniacs. Louis was just a tiny bit nervous. Every time they had gone out something had gone wrong. Mostly with Louis himself. He wanted this time to be different. He just wanted some unproblematic fun.

Letting out a sigh, he brushed a hand through his styled chestnut brown hair and finally left the bathroom. Harry was sitting on the bed, waiting for him in black skinny jeans, boots, a beige blouse with roses that was only halfway buttoned up and his hair was tugged back by a red headscarf. To Louis, Harry looked perfect.

"Wow, Haz. You look stunning" marvelled Louis as he walked over to him.

"I tried" blushed Harry under the praise.

"You're trying to get some tonight, huh?" asked Louis teasingly.

"Never" shook Harry his head surely and stood up from the bed.

"Good to know" grinned Louis and placed his hands tenderly on Harry's waist.

"Maybe you should also know then that you, my dear boyfriend, look marvellous. Breath-taking in these jeans" wrapped Harry his arms around Louis' neck.

"Oh really?" smirked Louis at him, covering up his insecurity about his outfit. He was wearing dark-blue figure-hugging and tight-fitting skinny jeans that brought out his bum and curvy waist with a red t-shirt, hanging loosely around his neck and showing off his collarbones, and a black jeans jacket with simple black shoes.

"Yes, really. I should keep an eye on you and make sure no one tries to steal you away from me" locked Harry eyes with him.

"That would never work. I only have eyes for you" brought Louis their faces closer together.

"That was very cheesy" eyed Harry Louis' lips eagerly.

"You're not any better" breathed Louis out before he crashed their lips together in a short but passionate kiss.

With an arm wrapped around Harry's waist, having Harry pressed safely against his side, they met up with their friends outside the building. Together they made their way to the club, chatting excitedly, and not once did Louis let go of Harry. His possessiveness and pride came through and he wanted everyone to know Harry was his, a mile away.

Inside the crowded club, the friends sat down in a booth together, all squashing in there. Together with Niall, Louis went over to the bar to order their drinks. He was happy it was just them because he felt the need to talk to Niall alone. Louis hasn't been fair to him always.

"I'm glad Harry and you are good again" spoke Niall up while their drinks were made. "I told him he was acting like a total dick".

"Shouldn't you have been on his side as his best friend?" asked Louis surprised.

"Oh, I was. I always am, but I can still tell him when he's acting like an asshole. Honesty is as important as loyalty" answered Niall wisely.

"That's very true" agreed Louis with him. "That's why I wanna say sorry, Nialler".

"What for?" looked Niall confusedly at him.

"More often than I wanna admit have I been jealous of you and your bond to Harry. I haven't been fair to you sometimes if you noticed or not. I feel the need to apologise" let Louis him know truthfully.

"It's okay, Tommo. You can't control your jealousy most of the time. It comes out when you don't expect it, no matter how pointless it is sometimes" said Niall understandingly.

"Thanks. This reminds me, you never told me you're bonded to Shawn. When did that happen?" remembered Louis out of the sudden.

"A while ago, completely random. We never announced it big time, but also didn't really hide it" shrugged Niall unbothered.

"What kind of mark do you have?" Louis wanted to know curiously.

"A bird on our shoulder. It's sideways. All in black like most marks but the eyes are colourful. My bird has his blue eyes while his has my green one instead of the blue one" let Niall him know proudly.

"That's pretty sick, mate".

"Here are your drinks" placed the bartender their drinks in front of them and disappeared again.

With the drinks in hand, they walked back to their friends. Louis felt a wave of warmth spread through his body and immediately locked eyes with Harry, who had watched his and Niall's conversation from the distance. That warm feeling was probably the relief or pride or whatever Harry had felt seeing his best friend and boyfriend finally really getting along. That they were able to feel each other's strong emotions was something Louis had just accepted without questioning it anymore.

"Here you go, Love" placed Louis Harry's drink in front of him and sat down right next to him.

"Thanks, Lou" smiled Harry at him.

"Maybe you already know, but Niall and I cleared the air and I apologised even though he had no clue for what" informed Louis him while sipping on his beer.

"Because Niall is an oblivious puppy most of the time. I'm surprised he and Shawn managed to get together" chuckled Harry amused.

"I can't believe it's almost February. Time flies, guys" threw Liam in randomly.

"Almost your birthday, Baby" whispered Louis into Harry's ear, making him shudder.

"Can't believe I've known you for so long, but still it feels longer" sighed Niall dramatically.

"Nope. I'm too sober for emotional Niall" clicked Zayn with his tongue, making his friends laugh.

"Should we annoy A and A?" wiggled Shawn his eyebrows funnily.

"Don't you dare. They're visiting Aria's family, and don't you jerks dare to get on their nerves" scolded Louis his friend playfully.

"I didn't know that" shot Shawn back like a child.

"Because she only loves Louis" snickered Zayn entertained.

"Who? Aria or Àmber?" challenged Shawn him.

"Both" grinned Zayn sheepishly.

"Nah, they love each other. That's more than enough" took Louis another sip of his beer.

"And what about you? Anything you love?" asked Niall him with that evil glint in his eyes. And yes, Louis was sure what he felt for Harry was already love, but he wasn't going to say this in the middle of a club. How unromantic.

"Yes, dancing. Who's in?" clapped Louis into his hands and then downed the rest of his beer.

"Hell yes!" exclaimed Zayn enthusiastically.

In the end, all six of them marched over to the dancefloor and started dancing as a group. Loud music was playing in the background and Louis felt really good this time. He was dancing with Harry or Zayn or even Niall and they all had a good time, four of them being pissed drunk at some point. But not Harry and Louis. He wasn't keen on being smashed tonight. He wanted to remember everything and enjoy his time with Harry.

When Harry was dancing with Niall and Liam while Zayn and Shawn got them more drinks, Louis felt a body next to him trying to dance on him over and over again. Every time he blocked that guy, but he simply didn't get the hint. Mostly ignoring his tries, Louis just kept dancing to the music, feeling free and happy. But when the guy started touching him, Louis was ready to snap and not kindly at all.

"Lou" felt Louis two familiar arms wrap around his middle from behind and that lovely voice was purring into his ear, hitting his neck. "I'm back to dance with my boyfriend".

"I missed you" grabbed Louis both of Harry's hands and leaned further into his chest.

"I missed you, too. It's not a problem if I take my boyfriend with me, right? Thought so" addressed Harry the weird guy shortly, showing of his jealousy, before the two of them stumbled back over to their friends.

"Are you claiming me now?" asked Louis and turned around in Harry's arms.

"He was trying to steal my man. What was I supposed to do? Watch it? Hell No. This belongs to me" let Harry his hands wander down south until he stopped shortly above Louis' bum. He was definitely a little bit tipsy and jealous.

"All yours and you know it" grabbed Louis for Harry's neck and crashed their lips together.

"Ew, god, please. Get a room" gagged Liam fakely, obviously drunk.

"You're one to talk" shot Louis back nastily.

After that short harmless incident, they started dancing and jumping around wildly again, carefree and with no care in the world. Louis did some shots with Shawn and Liam and afterwards screamed along to the song in the background with Niall until their throats felt dry and Niall went to get more beer. Zayn and he were dancing like in old times, just enjoying every second of it. Suddenly, he felt a cold and stinging feeling in his heart and his stomach and he just knew something was wrong with Harry right now.

"Tommy, you should go over there and claim your man" screamed Zayn over the music to Louis.

Like a wildfire, Louis turned in the direction Zayn was looking at and spotted two tall definitely older guys trying to talk to Harry, who looked immensely uncomfortable with the situation. With anger boiling in his veins and jealousy taking over, Louis made his way over to them.

"Excuse me? Is there a problem? What do you want from my boyfriend?" glared Louis at the two guys angrily, especially emphasizing the word boyfriend.

"Louis, thank God" fell Harry around his neck in pure relief, squeezing him tightly.

"Just a little chat, right Pretty?" one of the guys dared to still openly flirt with Harry.

"Ha yeah. That little 'chat' is over now. If I were you I'd stay away from my soulmate or you're gonna regret it" threatened Louis them possessively.

With Harry still in his arms, Louis led them over into a corner far away from those dudes. Harry was clinging to him as if his life depended on it and Louis was wondering what they said or did to him before he was there. Carefully, Louis unwrapped Harry's arms from his neck and cupped Harry's face into his small hands, searching for his gaze.

"Haz, what happened with them? Do I have to kill someone?" Louis wanted to know, still madly pissed at them.

"They just ignored my pleas to leave me alone and kept making comments about my body and how they'd wreck me if we were alone. I was praying for you to show up and thankfully, you did" told Harry him shaken.

"We should leave or I'm going to kill them" was Louis dripping with anger, almost pure madness.

"No killing people, Louis. That's not the way" held Harry him back sternly.

"I know" sighed Louis out. "Sorry for acting that possessive. I can't help it".

"Nothing to worry about, Lou. It was needed and well, I liked it" admitted Harry timidly.

"You liked being claimed by me?" smirked Louis at him, pulling him closer by the waist.

"Yes, it was really hot" breathed Harry out.

"I have to admit, you being jealous before also didn't leave me unbothered" let Louis him know, lips almost touching.

"Now, I'm definitely bothered" connected Harry their lips.

Leaning against that wall, they started making out with tongues battling and teeth clashing against each other. Pretty soon Louis felt the effect in his pants and arousal was flowing through his whole body.

"We should definitely head home" panted Louis out against Harry's lips.

"Yeah" agreed Harry in a shaky voice.

Hand in hand, they made their way through all the sweaty bodies towards their group of friends. Shawn and Niall were nowhere to be seen, but Liam and Zayn were drunkenly grinding against each other. They would probably leave soon, too.

"Joey, we're leaving. Keep having fun" shouted Louis over to his best friend.

"Okay. Don't have too much fun yourself, Tommy" called Zayn over to him and Louis just flipped him off. He wasn't planning on doing that.

Quickly, Louis and Harry made their short way home through the cold darkness of a late January night. As soon as they stepped into their dorm and the door was closed, Louis was pressed against the door by Harry and engulfed in a heated kiss. Louis took control over the kiss and turned them around, hips rutting against Harry's hips. With his lips, he moved down onto Harry's neck and started sucking on it while he tugged on Harry's blouse. They broke apart to get rid of their shirts before attaching their lips again.

With light force, Louis started to lead Harry over to the bed, stumbling backwards and pulling Harry with him. They dropped onto the bed, Louis underneath Harry, and continued snogging heavily. Fumbling clumsily, they got rid of their jeans too and started dry-humping each other. By now, Louis was rock-hard in his boxers.

"Haz, do you ... um want me to suck you off?" offered Louis him awkwardly, still not used to them being sexual with each other. He wanted to release and make Harry feel good but also not go too far at the same time.

"No. I wanna make you feel good. Do you trust me?" locked Harry eyes with him.

"Of course, I trust you" assured Louis him, still no idea what Harry wanted to do tonight.

Smilingly, Harry pecked Louis' lips shortly before he moved his lips to Louis' collarbones over his stomach down to his boxers, pulling them down swiftly. Shyly, Harry licked over Louis' tip experimentally and made Louis moan lowly in his throat. That felt amazing.

A bit more bravely, Harry swirled his tongue around Louis' dick before taking him in completely inch by inch until the tip was hitting Harry's throat. Slowly, he started to move his head up and down and sucked at the same time. Everything that was happening overwhelmed Louis. Seeing Harry's plump sinful lips stretched around his dick and those innocent green eyes looking up at him was simply too much to handle. He felt himself getting close pretty fast without feeling the need to drag it out as long as possible. When Harry hollowed his cheeks around Louis' dick, it was over for him.

"Shit, Haz" cursed Louis as he came into Harry's mouth, his hands tangled in Harry's curls.

Harry swallowed all of Louis' cum, tasting it on his tongue, and that made Louis remember that Harry had done this for the very first time. Well, it definitely didn't feel like it. This boy was skilled.

"My turn now" propped Louis himself up on his elbows, looking at Harry kneeling between his legs.

"No need to" blushed Harry ashamed and Louis knew what that probably meant.

"Don't be ashamed, Haz. That's normal. I almost came in the club" reassured Louis him, referring to Harry coming in his boxers untouched just by watching Louis come.

"Okay" murmured Harry with his head down.

"Come here" cupped Louis Harry's face and pulled him into a loving and tongue-filled but gentle kiss, still being completely naked.

When they broke apart, Louis put his boxer back on while Harry pulled the covers over them, not caring about changing his boxers, and then snuggled up to Louis, tracing his finger over his marks. That feeling was so intimate and intensive that it made Louis shudder uncontrollably. With his fingers, Louis stroked over Harry's other arm at the same time until he stopped on his and Zayn's bonding mark and caressed the small lettering of his own name on Harry's arm.

"I love this mark" broke Harry the silence between them.

"Why this one?" asked Louis stupidly.

"Because it's your name and it's forever written on my skin. I have you with me wherever I go" explained Harry to him.

"You have me with you wherever you go anyway, even without that mark. Here, in your heart. But I love it, too. Reminds me you bonded over me with my best friend. Feels great" placed Louis his hand above Harry's heart on his naked chest.

"How do you go from cheesy to cocky in less than a second?" wondered Harry with a laugh.

"Talent. Pure Talent, Baby" laughed Louis wholeheartedly and Harry just watched him fondly.

"If you say so, Lou. I'm tired" yawned Harry tiredly.

"Let's sleep then. Good night, Baby" pressed Louis a kiss to Harry's forehead.

"Good night, Lou". 

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Question of the Chapter: Is Everything good now?