All String Attached // Larry Stylinson (Mild BDSM)

Chapter 9: Part 1

A/N: Hey my sexy turtles and ninja's! Guess who's back, back, back, back, again, again, again. I'm so sorry! This is 1 week and 3 days late! I'm so sorry! I love you guys, please don't be mad at me. Harry pouting so that your hearts can melt and you guys will not kill me. Look at that face, you can't be mad at me!

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To say that Harry was nervous for this date would be the understatement of the century. He was sweating, hyperventilating, and blabbering the absolute nonsense. Zayn and Niall shared a look while smirking. Their best friend is absolutely nervous and it's something that neither of them have ever seen.

Whenever Harry had a date, he would absolutely never be nervous. He was always the brave one during dates, engaging conversations, keeping it going. But now, Harry was as nervous as any person could get. It's getting closer to the time where Louis would come to pick him up and Harry wanted so desperately to mess up his hair like he always does when he was nervous but Zayn wouldn't let him do that considering he worked for hours on Harry's hair to make sure that it was perfect.

Harry took a deep breath as he toyed with his shirt. He was wearing something casual, like Louis told him to do so. He wore a black v-neck and a pair of black skinny jeans. Kind of plain for the first date but Zayn insisted that it'd make Louis go crazy because of how his bum looked in it and really, who was Harry to fight against that?

Niall sighed, wrapping an arm around Harry for comfort. Zayn leaned against the doorway of Harry's room and asked, "Why are you so nervous?" Harry sighed, leaning on Niall's shoulder.

"I don't know. Louis just- he just makes me feel that way, I guess." Harry said with his eyebrows furrowed, not really understanding how he was so nervous for this. He really liked Louis, like a lot and he just didn't want this to be a one-time thing. Louis is about the wealthiest person in the UK and he could practically get anybody he wants, why Harry?

As Harry thought about this, the doorbell rang and Harry took a deep breath and let it out. He walked to the door with a slight shake in his step and opened the door. His breath was seriously knocked out of his chest as he saw Louis wearing a plain black t-shirt and an Nike sweatshirt with a pair of skinny jeans. He was hot, that was all that could go in Harry's mind for the moment. Louis' hair was messy on top of his head, he shot Harry a charming smile and Harry's insides melted.

"You look amazing." Harry complimented and Louis smirked.

"So do you." Louis said and Harry blushed. Louis leaned down a little and Harry's breath got stuck in his throat as he brushed his lips with Harry's but that was before Niall decided to step in.

"You kids have fun! Use protection!" Niall said as he shoved Harry out the door and shut the door. Harry blushed, his cheeks flaming as he groaned, covering his face.

"I have the worst friends, I swear." He groaned into them and Louis chuckled, moving his hands away from Harry's face. He walked down to corridor and Harry blushed brightly as Louis intertwined his fingers with Harry's. Louis walked to the elevator and Harry followed behind as Louis pressed the button to the bottom floor. The tension in the elevator slowly disappeared as Louis wrapped an arm around Harry's waist and Harry blushed, looking down.

It tremendous how many times Harry blushed when he's with Louis. Louis pulled Harry closer to him with a cocky smirk on his face. He knew what he was doing to Harry, and he reveled in it. The elevator dinged as they both stepped out of it. Louis opened the revolving door and Harry and him both stepped out.

"Where are we going?" Harry asked and Louis turned to look at him.

"That," Louis said as he leaned down to Harry's ear.