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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn felt very succesful when he noticed how much he was able to control the situation with his mannerisms and behaviour. It was obvious that the way he handled himself and spoke to the younger male, made a noticeable difference on how Liam was able to correspond. What made Malik especially happy, was the fact that instead of calling him out and denying being his fiancé, the brunet bit his lip shyly. That together with everything else made the 23-year-old male feel quite content though him and Liam were far from being on stable ground. There was still so much for them to figure out about themselves but also about each other and their fathers - the whole new situation needed some inspecting before they could even start to really pretend to be exclusive and make it believable.

The next minutes passed with Malik waiting for a quiet Liam to react to his words, give him anything  - but he was made to realize that there was nothing to come, the younger male had found his own way to grasp the handles of the situation and play for some time for himself. Luckily the time didn't go to waste completely, since Liam was once again sporting a blush on his pretty pretty face and Zayn really couldn't do anything else but stare. Who could really even blame the brown eyed male for it? After seeing young Mr Payne, no one would be able to take their eyes off of him, that's something Zayn was convinced about. The future business mogul was both proud and bothered by the fact that someone as breathtaking as Liam had been brought into his life. Proud well because...it was obvious - but bothered because the brunet being as gorgeous as he was, was bound to get him many lingering looks and Zayn wasn't sure how he would deal with those, he really wasn't here for them and sometimes it scared him, how possessive he already felt. "Much better, but your sarcastic wit kind of cuts into the emotion", the older man said in a low tone and raised his other brow in what could be taken as a warning way. "I'm glad you're not thinking of going our different ways before we've even tied the knot", Malik commented playfully after he was reassured that things were still fine between them and Liam wasn't thinking of throwing in the towel. "Oh yeah? Want to enlighten me a bit more on this topic? I would love to hear more..."

After giving Liam a dark look and licking his lips following his latest words, Zayn got to observe the younger one after possibly going way too far too soon with his hinting. The blond male did enjoy witnessing the nervousness that took over the other one, it was very endearing in reality and the older man just wanted to grasp Liam's face between his hands and squeeze his cheeks because ever since the brunet entered his life, he had started experiencing emotions he hadn't even known existed in him before. Liam was the reason to Malik going through fonding spasms and he was still trying to figure out how to deal with them - he was used to being so cool and collected that they always left him feeling very much out of place and numb until he found himself again. "Hey, none of that love, we need to be able to talk about these things, I don't want my fiancé shying away from me", the 23-year-old said with authority in his voice, catching the other one's shin between his fingers and guiding his face back towards himself - boring his eyes into Payne's, sending accross some very dominant sparks.

"It's true angel, I don't take it lightly when someone badmouths people I care about dearly", Zayn explained and he could have joined Liam in the joking game, but he felt that for his point to come across, he needed to keep a firm tone and show what he is all about. The blond wanted to show his true colours to Liam and teach about his character, let the brunet close and get to know the real him, which was a chance many people weren't offered. "You're not just saying that to flatter me, right?", the 23-year-old teased with a playful grin and a wiggle of his brows, then shrugging mostly to himself. "Oh who am I kidding, I'll take what I can get for now - it means a lot to me, that I'm the one you want to be with, out of all these pretentious imbesills", Malik commented with a smile, which was quickly on its way to becoming a smug grin. "Don't worry about that love, with me, you will have to attend these things and you will get better at handling yourself and more confident about being left alone with people you need to pretend to like to keep our image", the almond eyed man explained softly, bringing his hand up to Liam's face, to gently stroke his cheek with his thumb, treating the brunet like precious cargo. Then the two were being photographed by the journalist that hadn't budged despite Zayn's warnings, wanting to get a complete story for his paper. Before Malik could react to Liam's words, he felt the brunet's lips against his cheek and a wave of goosebumps swept through him and left him speechless. It was only after the man left them alone that the blond was able to collect himself and come back, turning to look at Liam with an unfamiliar emotion apparent in his eyes. At the same time Liam pulled away and looked at him, obviously waiting for his verdict and he bit down on his bottom lip after being asked for a comment. "You did good love, don't worry about it", was all that the 23-year-old got out of his mouth, he was quite shaken by what just a little kiss on the cheek did to him, he was quite frankly screwed. "So should we go back inside or maybe get out of here?", the older male tried to joke, but his voice was quite srained and his laughter wasn't as natural as it could have been, Zayn didn't falter though, not wanting to make Payne question anything - he kept a smirk on his face and grabbed two champagne glasses from a passing waiter, frowning just for a second because why was a waiter so far back in the yard? Malik let the thoughts go though and offered the other glass to Liam, taking a sip from his own and humming pleased as the liquid relaxed him instantly.

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LILO RP - SAVE YOU TONIGHT

Louis was still kind of a mess inside, not being able to just brush aside the fact that he basically made the biggest fool out of himself by not filtering what comes out of his mouth and letting whatever flow into the air between himself and Liam. The 25-year-old was in the middle of chastising himself in his mind when he heard the police officer's deep and mellow voice next to himself again, making him move his greyish blue eyes towards the source of the oh so intriguing sound. The prostitute gnawed on his chapped bottom lip as he eyed the older male, as if trying to figure out whether he was safe to be around - though that had already been established and the police was one of the people Louis had felt the most comfortable with in a long time. "Yeah", the 25-year-old whispered simply, still quite blown away, releasing the single word carefully, like testing it out. "I might have acted like I regret saying all of that, but...I don't - open communication is important for me"

After confirming that he wasn't going to pull any statements back, the brunet made it his mission to observe the cop's next actions and behaviour as a whole too. It seemed like he had chosen the right words earlier, based on the man's smirk and the chuckle which sounded awfully happy. Busying himself with trying to figure out the police officer might not have been the brightest of Louis' decisions, because next thing he knew, he was being taken off guard with compliments and praise which in turn were pointed towards him. Registering all of the positive comments left the small curvy male quiet for a while, with his cheeks tinting in the most delicate shade of pink. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves, one good cop doesn't make up for all the bad ones", Tomlinson commented  and hustled a grin onto his lips, trying to distinguish how affected he was in reality, by leaning on his cheeky side, which usually got him out of uncomfortable situations. "I mean that's the oddest thing I've yet witnessed in my 25 years of life", the blue-eyed male continued with a grin, his tone teasing and slightly sarcastic - because it was easier to mess around than accept the kind words given to him.

The amused expression sliding onto the protitute's face couldn't really have been stopped with anything, after he had witnessed the scene unfold infront of him. The brunet's eyes were glinting and his lips had spread into a wide smile, with this surprisingly healthy teeth showing as he eyed the police officer, waiting for him to get his shit together, before aknowledging the topic. "Stop beating yourself up for that Liam, I know many people in this profesion who have drawn the line at doing actual coitus with their clients, it wasn't a stupid question at all...", Louis explained quietly, all of the amusement gone from his tone - he never joked about his colleagues or what they did, because he had seen some dark things, that still to this day haunted him, but what his friends dealt with regularly, having earned his total respect. "There are people, who don't have a choice, they're forced to do this to survive, people who need this to make some money, but who still value their bodies and virginity and want to wait with that until they have found that one person, who has their trust and makes all the fears and doubts disappear, replacing them with comfortability and feeling like you're one, instead of two", Tomlinson explained slowly, keeping his eyes on Liam, at the same time trying to cage his reactions, feeling like his answer might not have been what the male expected. "What comes to whether I am one...it seems like I have been plausible enough, to already help you make up your mind", the 25-year-old mused mysteriously, leaving his answer like that, not feeling like dwelling into it more.

"Oh...um, I don't know if that'll work out", Louis mumbled-  after Liam revealed he would get his dog the next day - not as excited anymore, once it hit him that he wasn't free to make such spontaneous decisions, he actually had clients who paid for his time. "That doesn't sound very promising anyway, I prefer not to get bitten", the prostitute added after a minute, trying to distinguish his slight disappointment with the same joking manner as before. It took him a few seconds, but the brunet was able to put himself together again and he grinned at the officer's next joking sentence, shaking his head amused. "Wouldn't you like to know that, sir", Tomlinson answered suggestively, raising his brows - then nodding at the quite obvious next statement, which fit most people. "Wow you're such a jokester, you should become a stand up artist", the prostitute said sarcastically in a good manner though after he chuckled at Liam's joke fake exasperated. "Don't forget running, you're one of the crazy ones that actually enjoy torturing and persuading themselves that they like it, just to make it bearable", the 25-year-old commented with a snort, shaking his head and grimacing at the thought of going running daily at the crack of dawn. "Oh shit officer, I didn't know we made it official...I'm afraid you're gonna have to share", Louis said coyly, licking his lips and batting his eyes in what he hoped was an innocent way. Just like earlier, they moved very smoothly from one subject to another and next Liam was offering him hot chocolate and even speaking in a way, that sounded undoubtedly like a suggestion of staying over night and it made the blue-eyed male look down at his feet, suddenly feeling very out of place and like he was intruding. "I wish life was that easy...", Louis whispered, answering to the police officer's cheeky question, again sporting the most unnoticeable blush on his cheekbones. "I should probably leave, don't you have to get going soon?", the prostitute said then, changing the subject quite smoothly and finishing up his dish, picking the plate and glass up and bringing them to the sink, leaning against the counter then and keeping his eyes on Liam. "Thank you...for uh saving me...and for the food, it was delicious...and you know, everything".

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LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS

Louis rolled his eyes playfully when Harry told him that everyone has insecurities and then complimented him some more, which he was so not used to, the brunet tried to act like a normal person though and he gave Harry a small grateful smile. "You're going to make all these compliments get into my head, is that what you want?", Tomlinson said jokingly, that being his way of coping with things that made him uncomfortable. This time though he didn't go completely overboard with it like usually, he just made a little joke and left it at that, figuring that was much safer than shifting all of the attention to himself, which again would have made him feel awkward. Meeting Harry's green eyes with his own blue ones again caused a spark to ignite between them and Louis felt frozen in place as Harry bore his gaze into him, sporting a glint in the emerald pools too, which had Tomlinson feeling goosebumps all over his body. 'Do you feel it too? That weird electricity', Louis wanted to ask but he realized he had already asked one weirdly deep question and he didn't want to frighten Harry with all of his exraordinary thoughts - surely there would be a time and place for them too, but it was certainly not yet, not when they were just getting to know each other and kind of walking on thin ice when it came to being comfortable with everything that came with the other one.

The smaller one of the two chuckled when he saw Harry's expression after the punk heard and internalized his earlier question about faith - the punk repeated his word and then looked like he genuinely thought about it and it made Louis feel really warm inside. Most of the time Tomlinson didn't open his mouth or bring up questions like this, because people simply werent used to him talking about such serious matters. Truth to be told though, the brunet did ponder even the deeper things in life - just because he didn't always voice what went through his mind, didn't mean that he his IQ was lower than everyone else's. Even Harry questioned him, where the question had come from, but Louis didn't feel offended, because Harry wasn't acting surprised because the question came out of his mouth, the punk was just genuinely intrigued and the blue-eyed boy felt so happy, because he had finally found someone who was actually interested in him, rather than just judging him for his sexual adventures or wondering whether they could get it in as well. It was very refreshing to listen to Harry talking about his insight on the matter and at the end of it, a smile was plastered onto Louis' face and he took a deep breath before starting to tell the punk his own thoughts. "I just think that faith had something to do with us - I'm not saying that we were meant for each other or anything like that" - 'except I totally am', Louis thought before continuing. "All I know is that I've never before met someone who I am this comfortable with. I feel like I can say almost anything to you and you wont look down at me or laugh, I don't feel scared to voice my thoughts to you even as weird as they are and that means so much to me. I feel like I belong, I'm not the weirdo anymore who doesnt do relationships, you understand where I'm coming from and it feels very liberating to be accepted for who I am. I wouldn't say I believe in god, but I do believe that some higher force looked down at me and thought that I needed someone special in my life and then you walked in - and even though we didn't become the bestest of friends right away, I really do believe I have learned a lot about myself with your help and I simply can't force myself to think that it was all a coincidence"

After moving into Harry's lap Louis could sense how overwhelmed Harry was but he hoped that after catching his breath for a minute the punk would again gain his confidence back and take control of the situation too. It didn't take long until Tomlinson felt Styles lift his hips up to meet his behind and he hummed in delight, happy that everything was okay between them once again, atleast for a while. The curly haired male had closed his eyes too and when Louis put his mouth on his neck, he admired how beautiful and peaceful the taller one looked - concentrating his eyes especially on his full pouty plush lips and his long eyelashes that fluttered against his skin. The blue-eyed boy was going to really litter Harry's neck with marks but somehow the guy broke his hands free from his hold - maybe because he had been too concentrated on admiring his gorgeous face, oops - the huge hands moved to his hips and gave a firm squeeze before they fell to his ass and just like that, the two puzzle pieces snapped together. "Harry", the 19-year-old whispered, panting when the punk met his movement and thrusted up against him. 'This is what you wanted all along, didn't you, you sneaky little minx', Harry's words kept repeating themselves in Louis' mind and the brunet was both out of breath and out of words, his ocean blue eyes were locked on the punk, as he smirked at him before sinking his teeth into his neck, making him gasp and whimper loudly. "So what if I did? Are you complaining?", the 19-year-old finally mused, sporting a very mischiveous expression on his face - his hands had been unoccupied for a long while so he finally sank them in Harry's curls, twirling some of the locks around his fingers and tucking just a little.

What Harry said next, suddenly brough a lump in Louis' throat and if their lips wouldn't have been locked in the next moment he would have proceeded to hide his face in the junction between Styles's neck and shoulder. Louis kept the kiss going for a few more blissful moments and then pulled away, just so he could press his forehead against Harry's with their breaths still mingling together. "I missed you so much - I missed having your hands on me and I missed your lips, I missed your eyes on me and I missed your body - I missed you so fucking much though I had no right because you aren't mine. I want you too, I really want you Harry...in every sense possible and I want you to take me, all of me and I want it to last forever because finally I don't have to hold back and this is a major deal to me, I actually like you a lot, that's never a thing when I have sex with someone...", Louis spoke quietly, really coming to terms himself too with the fact that things were about to change drastically both for him and Harry but also for just himself too. "You'll be my first", The smaller one of the two whispered and it was clear that he was saying that to himself too - his eyes were blown wide and he had this newborn gleam in them, indicating how big the realization was for Louis. "Let's do it", Tomlinson said before he pushed his body enough away from Harry so he was able to pull his sweater off, he pecked Harry's lips softly before he pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders and smiled at seeing the body he had longed for, right there infront of him and it was for him. "God...", the 19-year-old whimpered, putting his forefinger on Harry's skin and moving it all the way from his pecs to the waistband of his sweatpants, gliding it over the treasure trail and feeling goosebumps on his own skin. It didn't take Louis long to kick his own jeans off and just like that he flung his boxers across the room too, he then climbed back over Harry and pulled the male's leather jacket over his own shoulders, grinning playfully and winking at the punk. "Now for the best part", Tomlinson teased as he grasped the waistbands of Harry's boxers and pants and started moving them down his legs, before fully discarding them too and then spreading Styles' legs and crawling between them, with his ass in the air. Louis positioned his hands on Harry's inner thighs, and lowered his head down, slowly putting his lips around the punk's cock, which was already half hard and lying against his thigh, Tomlinson sucked on the head first and then gradually picked up speed as he started moving his head up and down on the shaft, closing his eyes and humming around the member, sending vibrations around it. Louis kept up the work until Harry's cock was taking up the whole space in his mouth, he then pulled off and sat up infront of Harry, then taking the member in his fist and stroking it gently, looking at Harry with a giddy expression. "From this point on I'm yours, you can do whatever you want to me", the blue-eyed boy whispered shyly and he then grabbed Harry's hand and leaned back, pulling the punk on top of himself as he let his back hit the floor.

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ZARRY RP - SOMETHING GREAT

Harry was curiously awaiting for his companion from the night before to say something to him after his greeting, surely the olive skinned boy hadn't put in all this effort for finding him, if he really didn't need to see him. The jock was almost anxiously swaying from side to side where he was standing, trying not to look too creepy as he kept observing the slightly shorter male infront of him. Just when Styles was about to open his mouth and ask if everything was okay, since he hadn't gotten a reason for this visit yet - one of his team mates opened his mouth instead and made a comment which Harry really didn't approve of. The green eyed male pressed his teeth firmly against his bottom lip, really hoping that not all of his buddies would be the kind of jerks this one dude turned out to be. Repeating the words in his mind, Harry shook his head to himself because nothing in the statement made any sense - what had happened last night was as far from competing for attention as something could be and him and Dakota had never been exclusive, so the comment just threatened to give Harry a very unwelcome head ache on top of his hangover pounding.

For a few blissful seconds a silence fell around them all and Harry was about to sigh in relief but of course it couldn't last, what he heard next made him turn his head towards his friend so quickly, he actually hissed and for a second feared that he broke his neck. Rubbing the area with his hand, Harry looked at the male disbelievingly, shaking his head completely out of words, not really being able to comprehend that even people who he considered as his friends, would make up these crazy stories and assumptions based on some crappy video which really doesn't tell much. The curly haired male was really going to open his mouth and call his friends out for their behaviour, but then he saw the raven haired boy roll his eyes before his eyes were on him and from that moment, Harry made getting the other one away his first priority.

The comments kept coming one after another and Harry really just wanted to grab the other one's arm and drag him away from the situation but since the 20-year-old wasn't one to manhandle others, unless they specifically asked for it and liked that kind of stuff in the bedroom - he doubted himself and just stood there, getting more and more agitated by the second. What Styles heard next though, made him raise his head up and look at the almond eyed beauty infront of him with raised brows and a very surprised expression combined with a little smirk - because he really couldn't help himself - this guy had proved again that he could be fierce and feisty and Harry had a weakness for those. Before he could react to the surprising action though, he felt the boy colliding against his chest and the next thing he felt was his back slamming against the ground and his head pounding even harder, which made him groan lowly and grimace. Laughter filled Harry's ears and he cursed in his mind when he realized what had happened - the boy from last night was nestled against his chest just like then, he looked small and vulnerable and Styles was ready to bounce at the next person that would make another degrading comment.

"Stop apologizing for something you had no doing with", Harry said firmly but with a gentle smile and watched with a pained heart as the boy slid off his lap and onto the ground next to him. "Yes of course, I'm sorry I didn't end this earlier", the jock answered when he was asked a question - he then chuckled and gave the boy an admiring look. "I'm with you 100%", the 20-year-old said and furrowed his thick dark eyebrows very unimpressed, he felt so embarassed and humiliated and he was astonished that he even had the courage to look at the other one. Swiftly the curly haired stood up with his baby giraffe legs, swaying just a little and feeling a teeny bit of faint, but it passed as soon as it appeared, which Harry was very grateful of. After dusting off his pants, Harry struck his hand to the angel on the ground and pulled him up, putting his arm around his waist before starting to lead him away from the football field, which was something he should've done right away from the comments started and which he scolded himself about. "So, I know this heavenly breakfast place around the corner, will that work for you? I'm starving and could use a big heap on pancakes with a side of bacon and a kale smoothie", the taller one of the two spoke after they had come further away from his annoying friends - he cast a hopeful look in the boy's direction and bore his deer eyes into him with a dopey smile covering his full lips, showing his perfect row of pepsodent teeth.

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn could clearly see how little Liam appreciated his sarcastic and playful demeanor, but he wasn't going to put those things aside for a while - it was his way of coping with things when the younger male was obviously on the brink of freaking out. Malik couldn't allow that to happen, so it was on him, to make sure that Liam wouldn't feel the need to get all worked up over something so insignificant. Though the blond couldn't deny that Payne worrying for him was something he could get used to, well not in the literal sense, but it was nice having Liam's unlimited attention on himself and bathe in it, as wrong and assholish as that sounded. The 23-year-old couldn't help but chuckle when Liam once again made it clear that Zayn's actions were annoying the shit out of him by glaring at the male , Zayn smiled fondly after chuckling and then shook his head, still having trouble believing that this person was actually real and standing infront of him in all his glory. Malik sighed and furrowed his brows when Liam just would'nt give up and kept demanding him for answers, he pondered the thing for a couple of minutes a smirk climbing onto his lips once again because he was fonding so hard at the brunet. "None of that matters babe, he was a fucking idiot and you don't need to hear what he was saying", Zayn said dismissingly, but then nodded at the other question, relieved that he could give Liam atleast one positive answer, that would also hopefully make Payne pleased enough to stop him from demanding more answers. "He was thrown out yes, do you really think I would let a brat who's disrespecting my fiancé stay in the same building as him? Give me some credit", The blond spoke, more seriously at first but returning to the playfulness towards the end of his sentence.

Zayn returned Liam's smile and then once again started fonding when the brunet turned his gaze down and seemed embarassed, which was exactly what Malik lived for - Liam blushing was the most endearing thing the blond had ever gotten to witness, this was something the 23-year-old was sure of. It was also amazing how someone so feisty and full of fire and strong minded, could in a fraction of a second turn into this shy puppy boy who couldn't handle himself in certain situations and blushed uncontrollably. The whole thing messed with the older one's mind, but also was what made him more intrigued towards Payne. Just like that, surprisingly to Zayn, the tenacious Liam who didnt let anyone fuck with him was back and Malik raised his brows surprised, biting his plump bottom lip and chuckling. "Look into my eyes and tell me how much you didn't like what I just said to you love", the blond challenged smugly, staring at Liam intensely and smirking at how hard the brunet tried to act unaffected, rolling his eyes and putting all of his powers into trying to stay firm. "Just nice? Should I be offended at how lightly you put that? I haven't been busy though, I was just trying to prove a point to you which I failed at big time, I'm really sorry Liam, but after getting a piece of you it seems like I can't stand being away from you and it makes me act insane", the 23-year-old spoke slowly, in a soft charming tone, wanting to prove to Liam that he wasn't that asshole he portrayed inside and instead he was just being dumb because he absolutely craved to be with the male.

"Oh but I get very physical, babe", the blond male answered suggestively when Liam was being cheeky with him, he looked at the other one very intensely again, his eyes darkening when he pictured all these images containing him and Liam and him being exactly a physical kind of guy, not in the way Liam had meant though. What Malik had in mind, was something completely different, a thing that wouldn't be approprite to bring up in public, unless one was an exhibitionist of some kind. "You don't need to worry yourself about what happened love, I can assure you, I don't get into fights usually - this situation just craved someone to put that douchebag into his place", Zayn comforted Liam then, not wanting the brunet to keep thinking about the fight when the outcome had been probably the best scenario that could've even come out of a fight. "Besides believe me, the other guy left looking a lot worse than I do", the 23-year-old added smugly and cheekily, wiggling his eyebrows at Liam, biting his lip though when his cheek stinged because the action. "Surely I look like shit and I wouldn't want you to be seen with a bruised up guy, doesn't look good when someone as angelic and pure as you hangs out with a barbarian but at the same time, don't want to see you with anyone else but myself either so gonna make sure you stay right here where you belong for the rest of the night", Malik continued in a more serious tone, again making sure to show how very possessive and protective he already was of Liam.

Zayn was just about to put his arm around Liam and pull the male into his side, having waited for what felt like forever to touch the brunet again but then he was rudely interrupted by someone who was obviously a reporter slash paparazzi and the blond forced a smile onto his face. Next the guy was already asking them for pictures, acting like a slimy piece of shit like they all were, completely pushing his head in their asses to get a few shots - it disgusted the blond and he scowled in his mind. The 23-year-old remembered though what his father had said to him and he couldn't screw this up, pictures of him and Liam would need to go viral for people to actually buy their engagement and future marriage. Then Liam was pushed into Zayn's side and he instantly put his arm around the brunet, wanting to actually kill the reporter for putting his hands on what belonged to him and only him. The blond smiled in his typical way, the same charming expression taking over his face that he always used with clients too. The next request made Zayn scowl though and this time he wasn't even trying to hide it, he felt Liam's fist tightening around the fabric of his suit and he squeezed the brunet's side gently and comfortingly. "You've got plenty enough for you article, don't you think?", Malik spoke in a sugary tone, just a bit of a threatening tone trying to force itself through - he then turned towards Liam and smiled, looking down at him softly, questioningly - as if giving the brunet a final chance to change the course of the situation if he wasn't happy with what he was implying. "What do you say love? I'll leave the final decision to you", the hazel eyed male whispered into Liam's ear, after leaning his head down and pressing his mouth against it - his tone was both teasing and a bit dark and raspy, because he had an idea of what it did to the brunet and he wouldn't mind seeing Liam fall apart and become all flustered and shy again, even if it was infront of a reporter. The question at hand wasn't an easy one though, Zayn had nothing to lose, he wanted Liam and there was definitely a spark between the two of them but Liam still had a boyfriend, he wasn't free for someone to just snatch away and Zayn didn't want to be the one to make a move on a taken man. Clearly Malik hadn't been acting innocent earlier either, but to him kissing was kind of a big deal and meant something and he wasn't going to just steal that, not in a moment like this - if anything would happen between him and Liam, Payne would have to initiate it, Zayn would act on Liam's terms only - he would not lay a finger on the other one, unless he would ask for it. Besides - a little tension and pining never killed anyone, in Zayn's opinion, it only made things more interesting. The longer the game would go on, the more exciting and enjoyable the final result would be once one of them would snap. Would it be gloating, if Zayn thought that it wasn't going to be him for sure?

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LILO RP - SAVE YOU TONIGHT

"Just watch me", Louis challenged right away when Liam told him that one couldn't always do something because they wanted to - he quieted down though when the police officer didn't stop there but instead gave him this whole explanation to his pretty universal question. The blue-eyed male was just staring at the brunet in wonder, his curved brows furrowed just slightly and he was gnawing his bottom lip - pondering all of the things he had just heard, trying to wrap his mind around all of it, because when he thought more about it - it sounded like this man wasn't stupid, he actually knew what he was talking about and Louis felt speechless for like the first time since he had met Liam. "Wow", is all the 25-year-old got out of his mouth after a moment of silence, he kept biting his lip as he finally looked up at Liam and just stared at the brown eyed male, really not knowing what to say at all. "You have so many layers Liam and each time you peel one of them to the side and give me more, I feel like I want to know absolutely everything", the prostitute blurted out then and actually gasped at his own words, being like 'oh shit', he blushed and gently with a small move pushed a stray hair away from his face.

"Last night when I first met you, I was sure that you're one of these asshole cops who just fuck people's lives up because they're drunk from the power they've been given but you're so much more than that - you actually have a personality, you're not just a puppet of the government and you're very intriguing and I have this funny feeling inside of me and it just keeps growing and growing", Tomlinson continued when he collected himself, not wanting to leave things at his earlier comment, rather wanting to try to explain what he was trying to say, but the more he spoke, the less he understood about his point. The prostitute smirked knowingly after he asked the police officer about his sex life, humming quietly when he saw the man's obviously surprised expression - he raised his brows like 'really?' when Liam gave him an answer very unsurely, which made the whole statement seem not so genuine. "Concern? I'm not concerned for you at all, I would've been genuinely surprised if a guy like you wouldn't have gotten it in yet, would be quite a waste, don't you think?", the smaller one of the two answered, first a bit bemused, but towards the end he became his smug self. "I don't actually - to me a guy with opinions is very sexy - it's a bigger turn on to actually have a mind of one's own, rather than to just agree with everyone else like a stupid lamb", Louis told Liam with a smile when the police officer almost questioned himself, not seeming to trust himself enough to keep his stand if Louis wouldn't agree at all, but the prostitute found Liam's insight interesting and wanted to encourage that.

Louis couldn't help but coo when his laughing made the police officer flush bright red and look down, even bite his lip and look so embarassed that Louis just wanted to wrap him in his arms and squeeze him and tell him it's okay - though it could be a bit difficult because of their size difference, but Tomlinson was sure he could manage. "How is it possible that a manly rugged hot police officer can turn into a small puppy in a millisecond?", Louis teased all fond and leaned against his hands and just watched Liam with a smile playing on his lips. Then it was his turn to become embarassed though when Liam called him a sunshine and made him whine and hide his face behind his little hands, just sneakily observing the man from between his fingers. Everything Liam said next went completely past Louis because he heard the word dog at one point when the officer spoke and that's the thing that took over his mind fully. "YOU HAVE A DOGGY?", the 25-year-old squealed in a small tone, his eyes shining with glee and his mouth taking the shape of the letter o - Louis not really believing what he just heard. "Can I please see him please? I love dogs", Tomlinson pleaded and put an intense puppy expression on his face, combined with a very exaggerated pout - the blue-eyed male not taking any chances on something this huge.

Louis grinned amused when they soon changed the subject and Liam started answering to his question, chuckling in a way, that made Louis feel goosebumps all over - there was just something about the other one's low voice, especially when he laughed and it did things to the prostitute. "That sounds nice, I've never been interested in cooking itself, but I'm more than happy and willing to devour whatever someone else has spent time sweat and tears on and leave a mess behind, of course foor the cook to clean", Tomlinson answered jokingly and nodded when the police also told him he was a fan of takeout, which the blue-eyed male could agree on, it's what he lived on too, when he had money. Giggles at the image of Liam just munching on a piece of cheese, shaking his head a bit disgusted and wrinkling his nose. "That doesn't sound too nutritious, surely someone as fit as you needs to eat protein regularly to stay in shape", Louis spoke in a questioning tone, almost shyly, like he didn't want to sound judging and even seeming afraid to be yelled at. "Right now, I've taken a liking to a certain cop with the biggest heart", The smaller one of the two teased with a smirk and glint in his eyes, then snorting and humming in deep thought. "I like simple things, I'd be happy with an actual apartment with a bed, with a thick blanket which would actually keep me warm. Sometimes when I have some extra money, I splurge on a massive double chocolate chip cookie and some hot chocolate - I'd probably give up my sould if that would mean I would get to drink hot chocolate every single day", Louis spoke quietly, with a little smile on his lips.

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So sick of this fandom and the ugly people in it sometimes...

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LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS

"I bet that is one of the reasons why my heart fancies you, you're probably the only person who doesn't pity me right now and it's refreshing and actually makes me feel like it isn't that much of a big deal", Louis answers almost shyly when Harry turns down his assumptions in the blink of an eye and is so himself that it makes Louis feel very giddy inside. The punk is unlike anyone else and Tomlinson feels excited about it because basically with Harry, he never knows what to expect and that's pretty much what he wants from life. The blue-eyed boy has always dreaded a life where everything can be expected before it happens and there are no surprise moments ever. Harry makes the 19-year-old feel like everyday will be an adventure and Louis really couldn't ask for more, because how exciting is it to be able to be with a person who genuinely makes you feel that way from day one? In all honesty, this realization makes Louis also realize what a goldmine he has hit - his room mate is one of a kind and the fact that for the first time in his life he doesnt' feel that abnormal about himself and instead feels like for once he is exactly where he is supposed to be and almost like him and Harry meeting was faith. Two similar personas were brought together because no one else would understand their mindset and despite the problems in the beginning, they complete each other in so many ways.

"Do you believe in faith?", Louis asked quietly after having been immersed in his thoughts for a while, he grabbed the hem of his shirt and started playing with it to have something to do with his hands. The brunet also observed the punk with his blue eyes which had gotten a curious look in them, he let his eyes wander up and down the male's body a few times and a little smile started playing on his lips - he still couldn't believe what was going on. It would take Tomlinson the longest time to realize that things had actually changed between him and Harry and just looking at the male now made him want to squeal because he still couldn't believe that the punk actually felt the same way and wanted him too. The excitement bubbling inside of Louis soon overtook him fully and just like that, the feelings of not knowing what to do and being afraid of screwing up vanished just as fast as they came and suddenly a new found confidence was right there and Louis felt like these invisible chains had loosened from around him and suddenly the situation showed itself to him in a totally different light. Just like that, Louis forgot all about his worries about how they could screw things up and instead concentrated on how exciting it would be to experiment things together and find out what works for them specifically. Why would he waste time in worrying about not knowing what to do? This was their relationship and Louis had a feeling that they wouldn't be anything like others so why should he feel like he was doing something wrong? It wasn't wrong just because it was different and realizing that did wonders to the male's confidence.

Harry's words kept repeating themselves in Louis' head but the brunet decided to let them go, atleast for now because he didn't want to get too lost in the topic and lose his confidence again so he made a promise to himself to not take things too seriously. Just because there were some newly added feelings between the two of them, didn't mean that they would have to start all over - they would just have to fit those emotions somewhere - make a gap for them to fit in. It didn't even seem like an impossible idea when Louis watched Harry purse his lips all exaggerated and then tell him no, to his question about the apron - it made him giggle and shake his head and then look like :o when the punk admitted something else and made him lick his lips and hum pleased. "These images just keep getting better - maybe the apron wont be a necessity after all", the blue-eyed male mused and smirked mischiveously, now picturing a naked Harry serving his lasagna and it didn't get much better than that to be honest.

Then all of the jokes were gone, replaced by a suffocating and uncomfortable feel in the air and after catching his breath for a while and just staring at Harry and also reminding himself about what he had just comprehended, Louis felt a whole lot better. He decided to make it his mission to reassure the punk too that nothing irreversible had been done yet and that they had all the time in the world to search each other and themselves as a whole and that there were no reasons to panic for something that should be enjoyable and the most comfortable thing for both of them. Louis sighed when Harry lifted him off of his lap and made it very obvious that he wasnt as confident as he had been just a moment ago and Louis wasn't going to accept that. "But maybe it is baby", the 19-year-old said and smiled reassuringly, listening to the punk's words and then putting his little hand on the male's thigh, squeezing gently and just watching him basically lose it infront of him and be on his way to freaking out again. The smile grew on Louis' lips when Harry turned to look at him, seeming very affected and worked up by the situation and it made the smaller one fond - he took one of Harry's hands in his own and linked their fingers, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. "Then kiss me you fool, this only becomes difficult if we make it difficult - I want you to kiss me and I want to have sex with you and I want to experiment this with you, find the best scenario for us - so no matter where us kissing will lead, I promise not to run", Tomlinson spoke urged on by his new confidence and though it felt terrifying to open up like that, it also felt good to be able to give some answers to the other male and bring some of the certainty back, instead of just adding to the scary situation by freaking out as well. After watching Harry slam his head against the wall, Louis just looked at him for a second, before he climbed into his lap again, placing his things on both sides of the punk and aligning their fronts together, moving just a little - humming pleased and then linking his other hand with Harry's other too and lifting the punk's hands up, pressing them against the wall over his head before smirking mischiveously and pressing their lips back together. "Just let me make you feel good - no more worrying - let's just enjoy ourselves and each other, deal?", Louis mumbled breathlessly against Harry's mouth, before running his tongue over his lips and kissing him passionately, also shifting his hips again, pressing down just slightly and moving his lips down to the punk's jawline, pressing soft kisses on it, before sucking the littlest mark into Harry's neck.

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ZARRY RP - SOMETHING GREAT

Harry Styles had woken up in the morning next to the beautiful boy from the previous night and after admiring him for a while - not like a creep! Just observing the beauty like anyone would, he had forced himself to get up and get ready for practise - which was an everyday thing for a top athlete like himself. Atleast during the game season there were no breaks from practise and that's exactly the time that the school was living in right now, everyone was going crazy because of the upcoming championship and the biggest load of pressure had been put  on the football team, especially Harry himself since he was the captain of the team and everyone always had high expectations for him - obviously not because he was most of the time the top scoring player in every game and so many sponsors were at the games mostly for him. Surprisingly though (well maybe for some) Harry didn't feel the pressure really, he had always enjoyed sports and the pressure just made him push himself harder and compete against his own limits which was just a positive thing - nothing was more enjoyable for him than a good ol workout, which ended up with him dripping with sweat and gasping for air.

This particular morning practise had been a little tense in the team because of the previous night and the little drama between Harry and his mates about the same beauty that had messed everyone's head and made all the guys in the school go crazy with want. It was like the whole school had been struck by some kind of a lighting or like everyone had been served some kind of a love/horndog potion that made them want to get into the new boy's pants and it made all kind of clashes happen all over the place. Harry himself had been forced to listen to all kinds of girding from basically all the lads, just because he had been the one to save the gorgeous human being from all the predators at the party - mostly his own stupid friends who had drugged the poor boy though. The whole thing had made Harry question his own actions and almost made him regret even helping the handsome person, but right after those thoughts he had basically attacked himself for giving room for such selfish thoughts inside his brain. As annoyed and so not in the mood for all the drama Harry was because of his mild hangover, he couldn't allow himself to turn into a douchebag who's too bothered by having to stand a little fucking around to help others - that's not how he had been raised by his mother and he was sure that even though his mom wasn't present every single second she would still know if he did something awful and then he would feel guilty about it the next time he would go visit home and he wouldn't be able to relax before he would tell his mom about it and then she would be disappointed and that was something he still couldn't handle to this day.

After the torturous practise that had felt like their coach had really been trying to kill them this time, Harry had been approached by his most loyal friends with benefits gal Dakota, who had at first given him a full speach about how she didn't appreciate being disregarded in the way he had done the previous night when he had gone to save the boy from humiliation and just left Dakota behind - but then a smirk had climbed onto her lips and she had started asking whether he got it in and after explaining the whole thing to her, not without getting some unappreciated teasing comments from her - they had gone back to their normal way of hanging out - just bantering with a bit of flirting on the side - exactly the kind of chillness Harry aimed for in life most of the time. The 20-year-old was in that stage of life where he didn't want to label anything and he just wanted to enjoy himself and have as much fun as possible and just live for himself, without owing anyone anything and being able to be selfish for this once in his life.

At the moment the curly haired jock was standing on the side of the football pitch next to the stands, surrounded with his group of friends with his arm around Dakota - his hold wasn't possessive at all though, just a friendly gesture since he had always been one of those people who loved affection and closeness and being able to touch - he craved to put his hands on the people he was dealing with in a special way - fine, the truth was that he didn't really have boundaries and he loved cuddling. In all honesty, there had been a time not a long ago, that Styles had 'jokingly' (yeah right) made a poster and asked for some netflix and chill company - cuddling required and posted the A4-papers all over the school and he had gotten dozens of volunteers but at the end, most people had ended up wanting more than just what he had expected and with a heavy heart, Harry had had to stop that activity all together. Before zoning out more while one of his friends was telling some hilarious story about the previous weekend, Harry heard his name being called by someone and he returned to reality just like that, searching for the owner of the voice with curious eyes - smiling surprised with his dimples on show when he saw the boy from last night. The jock was about to greet him cheekily, but he noticed that the other one didn't look very impressed so he just smiled a little and raised his brows, nodding his head after the question directed at him. Styles apologized to the group before dropping his arm from around Dakota and walking over to the olive skinned male, who looked just as good as the night before, if not even better. "Hi babe, what's up?", the 20-year-old answered with a kind smile and a relaxed posture, maybe a little surprised feel lingering in the air too since Harry hadn't expected the other one to come and find him after what happened to be honest.

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn looked at Liam awaitingly, really wanting to hear the brunet's explanation for completely blindsiding him and basically ignoring his existense until now that they were forced to become face to face again. The blond felt seriously hurt by Payne's actions and he couldn't control his emotions at all since he wasn't used to even feeling so strongly - Liam had done it again - it was he who awakened all these intense feelings inside of Zayn and made him question everything too, because this was new to him, he didn't get this invested to anyone ever but here he was demanding answers from a boy he only just met, it was insane and Zayn was disorganized to say the least. The 23-year-old turned his face to the side when he couldn't stand the somewhat awkward silence between them, he pressed his teeth hard against his bottom lip and hissed when he was reminded that he had a cut on his lip and biting down it on certainly wouldn't help ease the pain. Malik licked the cut and then pursed his lips, trying to calm his nerves and try to act as normal as possible, but just standing there with Liam made his body want to fidget, instead of just standing there unmoving.

When Liam finally deemed it okay to start talking - he caught Zayn completely by surprise by being very defensive, which had Malik staring at him unbelievingly, because who did the brunet think he was? The blond furrowed his brows and his expression became unimpressed as he met Liam's intense stare and hoped that his eyes would inform Liam about how angered this whole situation made him feel, especially Payne's words that made him feel torn apart. A part of Zayn understood the younger man's point fully and had no problems understanding it - even being able to symphatize with Payne - but the stronger voice inside of his head kept whispering to him about how it was apparent that him and his feelings didn't matter as much Liam's since the younger male had been so busy concentrating on his own emotions that he had forgotten all about him and the promise he had made about intending to contact him. Maybe Zayn was being too harsh towards Payne, but he really didn't appreciate being treated in a way like this, when he felt like he had put more effort into this than anything ever - surely he had expected to receive some kind of echoes from the other person included in the state of affairs.

"You could have let me know something...anything! Instead of just leaving me hanging and completely disregarding me in terms of everything", Zayn finally told Liam in a repressed tone and it was obvious how offended Malik was and how personally he took Liam's actions, not being able to compromize with his thoughts at all - it was either understanding Liam or protecting his hurt self and of course Malik stood by his own side on this, there was no question about it. What made Zayn's frustration towards Liam grow even more, was the fact that because of Liam's actions or rather his undone business had led to Zayn disrespecting and humiliating him in public, which had all ended in Mr Malik being disappointed in Zayn and it was something the blond didn't take lightly - his father had always been someone that the 23-year-old had aimed to make proud and failure wasn't an option. In this case, the frustration also stemmed from feelings of knowing that he could have handled the situation a lot better, instead he had let his feelings get in the way of rational actions and Zayn couldn't believe he had let that happen. The blond had always been a person who used his brain over his heart but it seemed that with Liam in the picture, everything Zayn had previously known, was drastically changing, whether he wanted it or not.

It was evident to Zayn when Liam finally paid attention to his face and noticed his beaten up appearance, which had also changed drastically from his previous very well-groomed entity. In the blink of an eye, the sad puppy eyes had turned from sad and hurt to worried and Malik shook his head and let a very exaggerated breath of air out of his mouth when Payne managed to form some words and they came out as a squeak - also making Malik fond inside, though he wouldn't admit that in this situation. "Thank you for the kind observation Liam", the 23-year-old mumbled in a slightly sarcastic tone and he rolled his eyes playfully, not being able to control himself - he furrowed his brows though when Payne's hand was so close to making contact with his face but then the brunet pulled it away, as if he was afraid of touching him. The blond wanted to grab Payne's arm and put his hand on his cheek but it didn't seem appropriate right now, so Zayn just stared at the younger male intensely as his expression turned very serious and he started going through his pockets, obviously looking for something. Then there was a grumbled piece of paper pressed against his nose and Zayn raised his brows amused and couldn't help but chuckle, his whole expression becoming very amused when Liam demanded answers from him in a very cute serious way. "It's nothing you need to worry your cute behind for babe, let's just say that I didn't agree with something a disrespectful brat was saying about you...", the hazel eyed man spoke calmly and he put his hand on top of Liam's, pulling the paper away from his nose, grinning goofily at the male - all of the anger and frustration oozing out of his body just like that, at remembering how excited and intrigued Liam made him. "Nice to see you here beautiful - very pleased with what I'm seeing but just as saddened by not having gotten to spend most of the night with a treasure like you by my side, especially after having longed to see you again for so long", Zayn finally said, smiling charmingly and staring at Liam with eyes that had this shiny effect to them, indicating the infatuation the blond felt for said male.

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LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS

Louis was pulled into a whirlwind of emotions after his insecurities took over him and he pushed Harry away from himself, building his walls up again and allowing him to become much more vulnerable, which was something he was always trying to avoid. Louis obviously did become insecure like everyone else, but for the longest time, he had practised ignoring those feelings and had been able to concentrate on the much happier and confident thoughts. Much of that, had been able to happen because Louis hadn’t let anyone this close to himself probably ever - usually when someone touched him in a way remotely similar to Harry’s touch, they were both too drunk and needy to even pay attention to the little details - but now that Harry gave so much attention to his stomach and made him face the subject too, it all hit the smaller male like a tsunami wave, catching him off guard and pulling the rug from under his feet - leaving him gasping for air like a fish on dry land. “You don’t need to pity me, or feel bad for me. I love myself to pieces, I’m just not used to anyone else paying that much attention to my little specifics and it feels overwhelming to a loner like myself”, Louis said after what felt like forever and grinned, not wanting to make the situation any more sultry and depressing than it had already become.

“Basically what I mean, is that I’m just used to quick fucks and then never seeing the person ever again - now I’m stuck in this fuckhole with you and you’re touching me and commenting on me and I can’t escape and it’s a lot - I’m not used to this kind of closeness?”, the blue-eyed boy continued and his tone was questioning because he was trying really hard to explain to Harry what was going through his mind but honestly, he was pretty damn lost and it didn’t get any better when next the punk spoke to him in such a gentle and comforting tone and called him ‘babe’. Louis smiled to himself because of the petname, but decided to not make it a big deal - because he totally wasn’t one of those people who got overly excited about stuff like that. The next few moments passed mostly in silence, except for Louis telling Harry more details about himself and also mentioning how smitten he is for the punk…why the hell would he do something like that? Harry did smirk after his comment, so atleast he didn’t show any signs of backing out of this but Louis still felt a bit trapped because of himself and his actions - he really shouldn’t be so forward yet because he could scare both himself and Harry away with shit like that. Not having any experience of relationships and how they worked, Louis was completely out of his comfort zone and since he had always been one to need his own space sometimes, he really didn’t know how he would be able to handle everything that would come with this ordeal - assuming that it was happening? Luckily for the blue-eyed male, Harry saved the situation by opening his mouth and telling Louis about his daisy apron, which took the smaller one completely by surprise and made him let a loud laugh out of his mouth, completely pushing his previous worries to the back of his mind, where they would be forgotten until the next time.

“Have you ever cooked with just the apron on?”, the 19-year-old asked with a glint in his eyes, because while the image Harry gave him at first was very adorable and domestic  - Louis couldn’t stop himself from thinking of the other one’s tattoeed body combined with the daisy apron and he was basically gone, forgetting all about being appropriate and instead trying to feed the ideas in his head, staring at his room mate shamelessly and trying to picture him with the daisy apron - letting silent giggles bubble out of his mouth because the thought was pretty absurd, though Louis wasn’t a judgemental person at all - it was probably just the contrast of something as pure and pretty as daisies, combined with Harry’s hardcore dark punk tattoos that threw Louis off and made him find the whole thing so humorous. “I think I will start a petition about how I want my lasagna to be cooked with just the daisy apron on, or else you can forget about winning my heart”, Tomlinson mused with a diabolical smirk on his face. The smirk didn’t stay for long though, because next Harry gave Louis stuff to think about again and he became totally quiet as he pondered the punk’s promise - not knowing how he should feel about it. Louis had only ever let Liam in and had the teddybear like male be there for him during thunder - the fact that Harry was already promising Louis to protect him, in all honesty did make the smaller one freak out a little, because that was a huge deal for him and were they really going to do this? Sincerely speaking, Louis wasn’t 100% sure if he was really for that kind of commitment, was he ready to put himself out there like that and give up the power to Harry, basically put his heart in Harry’s hands and hope for the best? Thankfully Harry started laughing soon, clearly appreciating Louis’ emo comment and that right there saved Louis from having to explain why he suddenly became so quiet - he looked at the punk with a content smile when Harry praised him and his joke and even wiped the corners of his eyes, making Louis feel especially proud.

“Hey! Why are you laughing, it’s true!!”, Louis gasped dramatically and laughed too when obviously the punk didn’t agree with his claim that his sexual preferences were completely innocent and vanilla, with no interest or need to try anything new or exotic. “Okay fair enough, I’m far from vanilla and I think you have been there to prove that point too, more times than once, I admit - guilty as charged”, Louis finally said and lifted his hands up in surrender, looking at this companion with a innocent expression covering his face, eyes big and blue and his mouth pressed into a little pout. Tomlinson was going to make a smart comment about how cocky the punk was - he really had planned to do that but when Harry’s lips met his, he forgot about everything, except for how good the contact of his own thin lips molding into Harry’s plump and soft ones felt. Sadly for the brunet, him being careful and a bit out of his comfort zone, didn’t go unnoticed by Harry - who asked him if he was scared - all caring and something Louis really wasn’t used to, when it came from his room mate, but it did make him smile and shake his head, which was such a lie. Louis stared into Harry’s eyes for a second and almost started squirming again because what was going on? This wasn’t them at all and he was on his way to becoming uncomfortable, but then Harry told him to not be scared and took off where they left the kiss previously and who was Louis to decline it from him? Forcing himself to stop being such a pussy, Louis made a small appreciative noise when Harry deepened the kiss, opening his own mouth as well and letting his tongue tangle around Harry’s as the tattoeed male moved his hand to his back and made goosebumps appear all around his body. Then there was pressure on Louis’ cheek too and he felt himself relaxing as Harry seemed to take more control over the situation, making it possible for Louis to let himself go and let the punk guide him through it - which did make Louis feel a bit torn apart, because he wasn’t one to just stand back and let someone else have the power, but with Harry, he found himself not caring about that. Louis latched onto how hot the situation was becoming and how fast it seemed to progress when suddenly Harry pulled him into his lap and the realization that this was actually happening hit Louis hard. The brunet moaned quietly into the punk’s mouth and then pulled away just to pull his own shirt off but then stopped halfway, because what if Harry just wanted to kiss? “Is this what you want? I didn’t mean to push myself on you”, the 19-year-old whispered, suddenly very insecure and lost, because how did one act in these kind of situations. “Fuck I’m so dumb, I don’t know what to do or how to act, I’m sorry”, Louis whimpered embarassed when he dropped his shirt down and tried to scramble off of Harry’s lap, being trapped between him and the wall though, when his back slammed against the hard surface.

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LILO RP - SAVE YOU TONIGHT

"Who cares about appropriate as long as you're having the time of your life?", Louis answered to Liam with a more serious tone, he was inquiring that specific thing because it was actually something he started brooding inside of his head after bringing the question forward to the police man infront of him - who seemed like someone, who was probably much smarter than him and could offer him another insight on the question at hand. The blue-eyed male bit his lip when he really started thinking about the word 'appropriate' and the deeper meaning behind Liam's sentence - the brunet couldn't really put his finger on why it wouldn't be appropriate. Louis was more than used to handling all the payments for services and amenities in his life in the way Liam just seemed inappropriate - it made him feel a bit lost and bemused because surely he couldn't have been that wrong this whole time. Or was it just the fact that him and Liam were out of completely different worlds, like he had noted instantly when their paths had crossed - it was such a distanct fact that you couldn't have missed, unless you were completely out of and a little bit slow. "Is sex some kind of a taboo for you? I just don't understand why you find my suggestion inappropriate... Unless you're a virgin!!!", the 25-year-old spoke questioningly, in a genuinely intrigued way but towards the end when he became aware of the factor that Liam could actually be a virgin - his tone changed to a more enthusiastic one as he bore his eyes into the officer, urging and demanding the other one to share this pretty intimate information with him.

Soon enough their discussions had turned into a more serious topic, or atleast so Louis felt. Because after telling Liam about his relationship to apples and all the mishaps he had encountered because of that damned very innocent looking fruit, which in reality wasn't that nice to everyone, atleast not equally - the brunet felt tension fill the air between the two of them and suddenly he felt like he was in the wrong again and like he had said something incredibly retarded because Liam was looking at him like he had three heads and in all honesty, it wasn't a really nice feeling. Then the officer got this annoyingly pityful look in his eyes and when he opened his mouth, he sounded so freaking gentle like he was afraid of breaking Louis - it made Tomlinson feel annoyed and a part of him even wanted to stand up and leave - because this was dangerously close to the same Liam he had encountered at the park where he had been attacked by his douche client and he hadn't liked the disgusting pitying presence back then and he certainly didn't like it now.

When the police officer explained to him how he was probably allergic to apples, he hummed thoughtfully while biting his lip and actually felt very enlightened when he realized that he had actually heard of allergies before and this wasn't something out of his level of intelligence. Louis tried to keep a straight face after his realization but the task seemed impossible when he kept looking at Liam who tried to be as careful as possible, probably to not seem like an omniscient self centered prick and portray Louis like the biggest idiot on earth. It was really adorable and nice how sensible the other male was being and Louis felt warm inside but he couldn't help the giggle that escaped his mouth after he had listened to Liam for a while - he slapped his hand over his mouth and looked alarmed but when the officer asked him whether allergies were a new thing to him, he absolutely lost it and started laughing uncontrollably. After laughing for what felt like ages, Louis finally managed to take a deep breath and face Liam again - he did release another giggle but then he bit his lip and took a deep breath again. "I love how carefully you explained allergies to me Liam, sweetest guy ever - but I have actually heard of them - though it might be hard to believe - I just never thought of putting those two things together..."

After letting Liam know that he wasn't a complete dumbass, Louis grinned cheerfully before he was blushing like a little girl after Liam's staring and got even worse when the officer had no shame when he also confirmed Louis' guesses with actual words. That alone made Louis feel like he was floating on thin air, he just couldn't quite crasp with Liam was genuinely like. Tomlinson felt like the officer was an onion, with millions of layers he kept peeling off, only to reveal a whole other side after each layer. "You're quite the personality officer", the 25-year-old whispered quietly and collected himself enough to glance at the other one from behind his fringe. After surviving from his embarassment, Louis watched Liam with keen eyes as he replaced his apple juice with water and brought the glass infront of him for the second time. "Thank you", Louis said almost shyly, as he put his smol hand around the glass, barely being able to wrap his fingers around the whole thing. After gulping down almost half of the liquid and looking at Liam all embarassed - Louis shrugged and leaned his head to the side, looking at Liam in puzzlement. "Not that I know of?", the prostitute offered after a while and then grabbed his sandwich again, continuing to eat it with a great appetite. "This might be the best sandwich I've ever eaten and I'm not saying this to boost your ego, mind you - do you like to cook otherwise? I can't really make up my mind about whether I see you as some culinarist, or a useless dummy like me who can barely use a microwave to heat up shit - not that I'm much used to doing that either...", Louis spoke inbetween bites, wanting to keep conversing instead of letting an awkward silence fall between them - though Louis wasn't even sure whether they had already reached that point where they could just hang out without saying anything - the brunet had his doubts though and that's why he didn't take any chances.

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn tried to stay strong, his body was screaming for him to turn back towards Liam - his heart was beating like it wanted to push itself through his chest and suddenly breathing seemed so much harder. The blond forced his feelings to completely shut off, he kept looking forward and tried to ignore the thumping of his heart in his ears, it seemed to only become louder and louder and the 23-year-old felt like he was going to lose his mind. Malik swallowed loudly and drank the last of his drink and then put it on a tray one of the waiters was carrying around next to him - just then Zayn heard Liam saying his name again and he bit his lip, willing himself not to do anything about it - though he felt like turning around in a second, because the boy that had stolen his heart was calling his name and if it wasn't the most beautiful sound ever, he didn't know what was. A few moments passed by and after what felt like years, Zayn could finally see Liam moving away from next to him and he could feel his stomach dropping when he saw what he had done to the brunet - Liam was basically running away from the room and Zayn wanted to punch something - preferably his own face. This wasn't how things were supposed to go, he was supposed to spend the evening with Liam, getting to know the brunet more - have fun and enjoy the other one's company - instead he acted like the biggest douchebag ever and humiliated the boy he was supposed to be treating like the apple of his eye.

The 23-year-old male excused himself from the ring of men and started to walk towards the way Liam came from, passing a few waiters on the way and dunking a glass of champagne in his mouth from every single one of them. The olive skinned male felt his head spinning and he could hear people's laughter and chatter inside his ears when he passed through the crowds and tried to keep his legs straight. Before Zayn could reach the doorway, he felt someone grabbing his neck and he let out a low 'what the fuck' out of his mouth before he turned around and was met with a familiar face that didn't look happy at all with him. "Dad...", Zayn began slowly but the expression on his father's face changed and just like that the young male shut his mouth, knowing that that particular expression was nothing but disappointment right there - he felt his throat drying and he bit his lip, waiting for his father to say something, anything but for the longest time, nothing happened. "Da...", Zayn tried to say but his father glared at him and once again he snapped his mouth shut, shuffling his feet and feeling more and more uncomfortable every passing second. "I don't wanna hear a thing - you humiliated me infront of Mr Payne - you humiliated his son and I don't know what you're acting up for but you better snap out of it - the world doesn't revolve around you son, I don't think I even need to tell you how disappointed I am - I thought you understood how big this is for us, we can't afford to screw this up. I don't wanna hear about you being difficult towards Liam ever again, you hear me? You two need to be getting close and actually look like you're happy to be engaged - now get out of here and find him - and don't think I wont hear if you disrespect him again!", Mr Malik spoke and his tone didn't sound happy at all, it was tense and icy and Zayn felt himself shuddering - if there was anyone in the world that could make him lose his cool, it was his father...

After his father finished and gave him one more pointed look, Zayn turned around and continued walking towards the entrance of the room, feeling adrenaline rush through his veins, making him want to do something to get rid of all the unused energy inside his body. As the blond passed many corridors on his way out, he could see the same couple of men who had been laughing at Liam and whispering things right infront of his face when Liam had tried to get his attention - the moment the two noticed him, stupid grins appeared on their faces and Zayn scowled and was going to keep going, he really was - but then one of the men called out to him. "Hey Malik, on your way to teach that stupid queer a lesson aye? Make sure he learns to shut up when someone more important is speaking yeah?", the man said with a straight face before the two bursted out laughing, the other one even clapping like it was the funniest thing ever. Zayn bit his lip and a low growl rumbled in his throat before he turned towards the two and walked up to them, hitting the guy who had spoken, right accross the face, hearing a sound which indicated that something had broken - good. "Hey what the fuck man?", the guy yelled and before Zayn could react, someone landed a punch on him too and when he put his hand on his nose and held it infront of his eyes, he saw blood. Zayn wasn't going to leave it at that, but he didn't really have a choice when he saw his father standing a few feet away from them with a couple of guards, pointing towards the two men and then towards the door which led out of the building.

As the guards started dragging the two idiots out, Zayn bit his lip and shook his head at himself before he met his father's gaze, expecting his dad to be fuming and ready to kill him, but instead he looked proud? Maybe proud wasn't the best word to describe it but Zayn was really at a loss of words by his father's demeanor - he didn't get a chance to ask his dad about it though because when he turned his eyes towards the place his dad had been standing in, he was met with an empty hallway. Malik shook his head again and wiped his sore nose, before walking to the door and stepping out in the chilly air. Before the blond could make sense of anything that surrounded him, he walked into a body and almost tripped, but managed to catch himself at the last minute. "Shit, sorry about that mate -Liam?", Zayn stuttered and took a step back when he realized that yes, he had indeed walked into the brunet and just like that he froze. "Love I...I..", the 23-year-old tried but snapped his mouth shut when he couldn't manage to make sentences of all the things that were fighting to get out of him. The hazel brown eyed male was searching for words in his brain, looking at Liam with the most apologetic expression - but as the minutes passed, he felt the adrenaline rush returning and with it came anger. "You never contacted me!", the blond accused with angry eyes, which even had a hint of hurt in them. "You never picked up the phone and called, you didn't text, didn't come by...nothing - then you walk up to me and expect me to treat you like my world again!", Zayn continued and bit his lip before spitting on the ground, noticing that his lip got a cut in it too - swiping his tongue across it before wiping blood off of his nose again.

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LILO RP - SAVE YOU TONIGHT

Louis sat quietly in his seat and watched Liam prepare their sandwiches and he was basically salivating - his stomach also let out a little grumble and he looked down at it embarassed. Usually the brunet ate atleast one meal per day, but his clientele had been unusually quiet for the past days and he had run out of money faster than he had anticipated. That was the reason to why Louis had requested such an early hour for his and his client's meeting - after it would have been done and he would have gotten his payment of 250$, he would have gone and gotten something to eat. Now that Louis thought of the earlier incidence, he felt a shudder go through him because he realized he couldn't stay at Liam's house forever - he would have to get out there again and find some clients again, but after what happened, he wasn't too confident about his chances and he was terrified. The blue-eyed male had never before gotten into any conflicts with the men who bought services from him because usually he kept his mouth shut, even if he was treated really badly - he just couldn't afford to lose any money and now he had and he felt hopeless.

The 25-year-old's attention was brough back into the moment when he heard Liam opening and closing some cupboards while taking two plates out of there, which he then put the sandwiches on. Louis smiled brightly at the police officer's actions when he put the plates down infront of him, acting like he was an actual waiter. "You sure you don't want any payment officer? I'm sure I could please you really well...", Louis said in a seducing voice before he could stop himself - he wiggled his eyebrows and once again smiled when he saw the playful smirk on Liam's face before he turned his back to him and started to wash his hands. Next the male had opened the fridge and was asking what Louis wanted to drink, even offering him a beer which had Tomlinson giggling after he glanced at the clock on the wall, which indicated that it was way too early for a beer. A little grin kept playing on Louis' lips as Liam kept blabbering on and on and staring at his face the whole time, he pushed his tongue out at him and squinted, wanting to look as silly as possible and to ease the situation, because Liam's stare made him feel a bit uneasy, though he would never admit it.

When the police officer finally realized that it was indeed too early for a beer, Louis snorted and nodded, still keeping his eyes fixated on the man, not being able to look away from someone as handsome as him. "I...I can't drink that!", Tomlinson gasped and he looked alarmed for a second, just staring at Liam like he was crazy when he poured the clear brownish liquid into two tall glasses and brought them to the table too. "I always feel really funny if I eat an apple or drink apple juice, I start itching and get these weird bumbs around my eyes and they get watery - sometimes it's difficult to breath...", the 25-year-old explained quietly, his cheeks heating up a little. What he was describing was clearly allergy symptoms, but naturally someone who lived on the streets didn't have any idea about that - just having thought it was nothing serious. "Thank you, this looks really good", Louis said with a smile when Liam finally sat down infront of him and told him to enjoy the meal - he watched as the officer started eating and eyed his own sandwich while pulling a loose string off of the sleeve of his sweater.

"Once a client offered me apple juice after we fucked, I felt really funny and had a hard time breathing and I think I passed out because when I woke up the guy was totally freaking out and I had no idea what was going on", Louis told the other male and grinned like what he was saying was the funniest thing ever - in reality it wasnt and Tomlinson became more serious when he opened his mouth again. "I never saw him again because I felt so weird", the blue-eyed man continued and then finally lifted his sandwich off the plate and took a little bite of it - he closed his eyes and hummed happily like he was eating the best meal ever. The prostitute took several more bites of the sandwich and finally gazed at the police officer who to his surprise was already looking at him - Louis blushed scarlet and looked down at his own lap instead. "See something you like?", the 25-year-old asked after a minute when he finally collected himself and looked at Liam again, with a glint in his eyes this time - he reached for his glass of apple juice then, but in the midst remembered he couldn't drink it so he stopped his hand awkwardly and just left it where it was, being too embarassed to pull it back.

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn Malik was once again at a business dinner party his and Liam's fathers were hosting together for all the influential people in their social circle - the get together was held at one of the new Malik Emprire hotels which had been built and decorated and finished - all that was left to be done was to open the hotel. One would think that it was a weird decision for Zayn's father to build and plan on opening a new hotel when they were in the middle of becoming one with the Payne family and their spa business. Zayn had been confused about the decision as well, but his dad had had it all planned right from the beginning - they would build the hotel in a way, that would allow it to be easy to add the spa to the building afterwards, without having too many extra costs or problems. Mr Malik had also explained that the deal wasn't sealed yet, so they had to keep going with their business and keep getting profit instead of halting the whole money supply while waiting for the collaboration to make headway. After hearing how planned out the whole thing was, the blond hadn't had any more doubts for his dad's business schemes - expect for his one brilliant idea which contained him marrying the Payne's only son Liam - who happened to be in a relationship and who Zayn hadn't heard from for almost a week.

The blond had been thinking of the brunet boy constantly, not being able to push him away from his thoughts for even a minute. Liam had taken over Zayn's brain completely and the 23-year-old male had lost all of his self control after having been introduced to the gorgeous chocolate eyed teddybear - who seemed to be everything Malik had been looking for under his surface. The whole situation was very problematic though - the two of them were already supposed to be spending time together and getting to know each other - but the whole thing was being slowed down by Liam and his relationship and everyone was stressed out and tense, breathing down Zayn's neck. Both his and Liam's fathers didn't seem to understand how serious the other male's relationship was, since they had been trying to push Zayn into talking Liam out of it and he had tried it - but it was clear that once you had been together with someone for 3 years, it wasn't just fooling around. The blond understandood that, but their fathers didn't, not when it impinged on their businesses. Since the whole issue had been taking such a toll on the 23­-year-old, he had decided to put a stop to it - he wouldn't waste any of his energy on trying to make his and Liam's engagement look plausible if he would have to keep convincing and pleading the younger male to ditch his lover. That wasn't like him and it was exhausting to be so into something, but also deal with the frustration of not being echoed as much.

Zayn had figured out that if he could make himself angry and frustrated at Liam, he was able to concentrate on his work and the boy didn't mess with his head all the time. One could ask, what reason did the blond have to be so furious at Payne or where the anger stemmed from. Zayn was naturally a very jealous and possessive person, so all he needed to do was to think about Liam spending time with his boyfriend and not trying to contribute to their joined goal at all and the blond could feel himself tensing up and wanting to do unspeakable things. The situation helped Zayn get a lot of his work done, so in a way, it was very welcome - because the blond could put all his energy and adrenaline on doing his job better than ever. If he couldn't seduce his future fiance, atleast he was damn good at his job and he could get any client wrapped around his little finger with little to no effort. Zayn lived for success and hearing his father praising him to several business partners made his confidence burst - it was a very nice feeling knowing that he did have a future in the business and in a way, his future was secured.

The Malik business heir knew that Liam had obligatory attendance to the current ongoing party too, but the blond hadn't made any effort in finding the brunet. Instead the man had busied himself with speaking to all the different people in the room, making it his goal to have a conversation with atleast half of them and right now, Zayn was closing his goal at a very fast pace. Having ignored his father's request of making himself seen with Liam on his arm during the night, the blond knew he would be in trouble later, but he figured he could deal with all of the shitty stuff later and instead enjoy himself while he still could. At the moment, the blond had a champagne glass nestled in his hand as he was surrounded by a group of men, some his friends - all of them working in the same business, though in different subcategories. One of the male's was talking at the moment, very enthusiastically and vividly and Zayn was listening to him talk very concentrated until someone poked his shoulder after clearing their throat. It was a very weird gesture and Zayn furrowed his brows confused - who would try to get his attention in this way? When he heard the voice he had missed all week though, it all made sense and clicked in his head - ofc Liam would because he wasn't used to these parties and acted under the manners he knew. By reflex Zayn's almond eyes turned towards the boy and boy did he look good! The blond swallowed as he looked at Liam from head to toe, not giving anything away though - he wanted to smile so bad at the brunet and walk off with him - but his stubborn and jealous side made one small appearance in his mind and he made up his mind. The blond made sure not many people were witnessing the scene as he turned his attention back to the man who had been speaking - totally brushing Liam off - which tore him apart, making him much less focused and collected right away. Zayn was squeezing the glass much harder inside his fist now and his eyes kept searching the room for his father - paranoid and afraid he had witnessed how he had treated Liam and would probably disown him because of that.

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LARRY RP - THROUGH THE STORMS

Louis felt Harry’s fingers over his stomach for the longest time and there wasn’t an end to be seen and he was trying really hard to get himself used to the unfamiliar touches, but it certainly wasn’t the easiest task because like he had told Harry, he got so insecure about his tummy every now and then. Tomlinson had been able to ignore the little touches for the most part though by rambling to Harry all about himself and concentrating on making him feel better, but now that he was quiet again, he couldn’t escape or pretend not to notice. The last straw was when Harry complimented his tummy and told Louis he liked it - the brunet gasped silently and then swallowed and instantly tried to move his hand from Harry’s head towards his shirt and pull it down, but he stopped himself and instead bit his lip, trying to calm himself down. “Please don’t’”, the 19-year-old pleaded and by reflex sucked his stomach in, finally pulling his shirt down and looking away all embarassed and bothered by the topic. Louis closed his eyes and counted to ten and then to twenty, it wasn’t until he reached 30 that he was ready to face Harry again. The smaller one of the two bit his lip as he turned his head back and sighed, starting to move his fingers over Harry’s scalp once more, feeling himself relax instantly. “Sorry, I really need to work with myself on that issue”, Tomlinson whispered calmly and he was glad they were in the dark because he could feel his face heating up a little.

As Harry started talking about Louis’ whole daddy issue, the brunet bit his lip again, the topic was really sensitive for him but he appreciated how gently Harry voiced his opinion, not being pushy or offensive with it - instead sounding like he had really thought of how he should put his thoughts into words and Louis really adored this newly found side of the punk. The more the blue-eyed boy opened up to his roommate and heard his reactions to his little stories, the better he felt about falling for him - it wasn’t a secret that until recently Louis had hated himself for allowing his heart to catch feelings for the last guy on earth Louis wanted to be with - but now his mind was changing fast. The 19-year-old could never have guessed what kind of a personality Harry was hiding behind the mean act and he was almost out of breath because of everything he had learned about the punk in this short amount of time - he also couldn’t help but feel this gnawing sensation when he thought about all of the time they had wasted by acting idiotic and being stubborn and most of all, stupid. “Yeah that’s a good perspective, never thought of it that way, thank you”, Louis finally answered to Harry quietly when his thoughts let go of him and he was able to return to the moment. The brunet kept silent for a really long time, but when Harry answered to his previous words about cherries, he couldn’t keep the smile off of his face and he shook his head as his cheeks heated up again. “I can’t believe the shit I sometimes let out of mouth”, the blue-eyed boy whimpered as he covered his face with his hands after he saw Harry looking up at him and then heard him changing his comment, making warmth pool in Louis’ stomach because of the images Harry made appear in his brain.

“I’m sure you have no reason to worry, it helps your case that I’m already pretty smitten for you…”, Louis spoke when they got over the cherries and cream topic and switched to lasagna which Harry apparently was the best at making. “King of the kitchen - really?”, the brunet asked unbelieving and giggles bubbled out of his mouth, though he put his hand infront of it. “That’s so cheesy, do you wear some cute apron everytime you’re cooking? That would be the cherry on top”, the smaller one of the two continued and a new wave of giggles erupted out of him when he imagined Harry wearing one of those silly hats chefs wear combined with an apron. It took Tomlinson a little while to collect himself and when he did, Harry was telling him he liked learning about him and he gave the punk a shy smile in return. Louis let a mock gasp out of his mouth when he heard Harry’s joking words next, which were obviously a way of mocking him. The brunet tugged on the punk’s curls and looked down at him like watch it Styles, he grinned then though and shook his head. “Don’t say that yet, I might be a crazy bitch but I go beyond that during thunder…”, the 19-year-old mumbled then and bit his lip when he remembered some of the times he had freaked out and Liam had been there to calm him down - it scared Louis to think that now he would introduce that side of him to someone else and become vulnerable to yet another person, he wasn’t sure if he was ready for that - but he knew he would need to do it since Harry showed him his weak side and would surely expect the same from him.

Once again Harry was able to drag Louis up from his stressful thoughts by joking and sending a giggling fit his way, he threw his head back while laughing and then looked at Harry with a really soft look in his eyes, he really loved this particular moment between them. “Oh my god, how could I forget that? Nothing smells better than an emo who has been wearing all black at 90 degrees…my bad”, the 19-year-old joked in turn, stressing the word emo and grinning from ear to ear, he knew how much Harry hated it when he called him that and he was curious to see how the punk would react now that things had changed a bit between them. The next topic Louis ignored completely, just snorting and shaking his head when Harry answered to his footjob comment which was pretty much the same as his cherry comment - both belonging in the list things one just shouldn’t say outloud. “I’m pretty sure you agree that since I’m so complicated otherwise, vanilla is a nice simple touch - besides it’s the same as my preference for sex…”, Louis spoke seriously at first but towards the end, his tone changed into a joking one and he was grinning again. “You’re one of a kind Styles…”, Louis sighed quietly, in a way his tone was admiring because he couldn’t believe someone was paying so much attention to what he was saying - it produced a funny feeling inside him, one he didn’t know how to explain. When Harry started moving out of nowhere, the smaller male furrowed his brows and opened his mouth to ask what was going on, he could feel Harry’s eyes on him and he started squirming without being able to control his body. Tomlinson froze though when Harry put his hand on him and it moved up on his body - the atmosphere changed just like that and Louis held his breath quietly, being too afraid to say anything and not wanting to break the thrilling silence that made his insides tingle. Louis could feel goosebumbs all over his skin and he was almost exploding with anticipation but then he felt Harry’s lips on his and he let all his guards down as he sighed in relief and glee. The blue-eyed male was shaking a little when he tried to cope with Harry’s gentle actions which were something Louis was not used to but which he instantly fell in love with - he closed his eyes and exhaled another sigh before he nudged his nose against Harry’s and kissed him back slowly. Louis was moving his lips in a way which was very unlike him - he acted as if something would break if he would become too eager, he also wanted to cherish the moment and enjoy it while it lasted. After some time, Louis realized how weird he felt with his arms just hanging at his sides and he moved them to the junction where Harry’s shoulders met his neck, gently placing them there, still treating the situation with such carefulness.

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ZIAM RP - LOVE BUSINESS

Zayn managed to put a smile on his face after Liam compliments him which then turns into full out praising and Malik is biting his lip while trying to keep the darkest blush off of his olive skin. "C'mon Liam stop, that's enough", the blond tried to say with a little whining tone in his voice, he had never been good at receiving praise of this kind - his personal life had been his second priority for the longest time and he wasn't comfortable with everything that came with it just yet. Malik had been putting his job before everything else for as long as he could remember, so obviously he was still trying to find his way in the scheme of his life outside of work and their family business. The 23-year-old hadn't had time for building relationships either so the fact that Liam had totally messed up his insides in one day and was now talking about him so beautifully and sincerely didn't do Zayn any good. When Liam called the blond sexy, he cursed under his breath and had to close his eyes for a second - when he opened them, they had a darker shade to them and Zayn looked at Liam intensely. "Is that so babe?", Malik mused when he finally after the most agonizing 10 minutes of his life managed to put himself together and found his collected self after searching for a little bit. "I appreciate your kind words darling - but you're wrong about one thing, when it comes to you, I have no control over myself, absolute zero when you're sitting right here infront of me, calling me sexy and acting cheeky...", Zayn admitted in a serious raspy tone and licked his lips, trying to keep his head in the game and not get too carried away by how Liam made him feel, he still needed to be responsible and think about the bigger picture and put his own longing and need to the side, atleast for a while.

The male with the olive skin smiled in triumph after Liam confirmed that he accepted his apology - he rolled his eyes playfully when the brunet accused him of flattering him - which was so not true - well atleast so Zayn could pretend. Malik pursed his lips when Payne also called him out about finally taking responsibility and it wasn't easy for him to shut up about that subject, he still didn't fully agree with Liam but the boy made him weak in the knees and had already wrapped him around his little finger, so Zayn didn't even have to fight himself that much when he decided to let Liam win this time and kept his mouth shut, swallowing his pride. Feeling Liam's hand on his thigh, had Zayn glancing down quickly and then biting his bottom lip again - the touch made this burning sensation spread throughout Malik's body and he made a noise down in his throat, being unable to act all unaffected. "Your hand in nearing dangerous territory Liam", the 23-year-old spoke lowly as he put his own hand on top of Liam's and laced their fingers together, squeezing a little and starting to breath more heavily.

Soon enough Liam was a blushing mess next to Zayn again and the blond felt like he had gained the upper hand once more, by playing dirty and using his seducing abilities to his advantage - which was usually his wild card when it came to his work too. Zayn had gotten a lot of pratice with difficult clients so he knew, he was good at what he did and he felt really smug every single time he saw the effect his slick actions had on other people. "Are you okay love? You're breathing a bit funny there...", Malik whispered to Liam when he observed him, not letting his eyes wander away even for a second. The blond had an annoyingly self-righteous grin on his face and he didn't give Liam even a second's break as he kept moving his hand teasingly over the brunet's inner thigh, then pulling away again, not really putting pressure where he knew Liam wanted it the most. It was Zayn's turn to almost choke on his spit though when Liam suddenly opened up about how he felt, mumbling breathlessly and making Zayn's dick give an intrigued twitch to how the situation was playing out. The blond held onto Liam's thigh tighter and forced himself to not let go of himself, he was better than this, he had control and he wasn't some horny teenager anymore - though that's exactly how Liam made him feel. Liam's nervous laugh and next words had Zayn chuckling fondly too and looking at Liam softly, still not being able to comprehend that this was his life right now.

"Don't underestimate yourself baby, you've done a pretty great job so far, you sure don't take shit from anyone and you're really feisty and even though you sometimes turn into this shy little boy around me, I think I'm the one who has and will have more problems resisting someone like you", Malik spoke in a voice, which wasn't completely collected, it was a bit on the shaky side because that's exactly what Liam did to him - made him struggle and fumble, especially now that he was touching his jawline so teasingly. "Someone needs to give themselves a break", Zayn sing songed playfully when Liam got more distant again and started guilt tripping himself over the fact that he was still indeed taken by someone else - which Zayn could easily forget, always until Liam brought them both back into reality. The blond started the car again and forced all of his attention on the road as he pulled back on it from the side  - he picked up the pace in seconds and soon they were gliding through the city streets again, having left the outskirts of town behind. "No matter how hard this guilt inside you is eating you away, there is a reason you aren't pushing me away love - instead of making yourself feel like shit, maybe you should try to figure out, why it isn't that hard for you to let me in... I know you're not going to appreciate me putting my nose in your relationship again, but you can't deny that if you were in the happiest relationship ever, you wouldn't even give a thought to other people", the 23-year-old spoke carefully, not wanting to push Liam's buttons again since he felt like he had already done it plenty enough. Zayn let his hazel eyes look at their surroundings as he neared the Payne residence, slowing the car down before coming to a complete halt infront of Liam's house. "Your ride has arrived at its destination your majesty", Malik joked as he turned his face towards Liam and gave him a wide playful smile.