Third Person's POV

Harry and Louis had a fight that has been going on for two weeks now. Their mates are claiming that they're being ridiculous and that they should just sort it out already, but neither one of them wants to apologize first, saying that the latter is the one who's wrong, not their self. Niall decided to do something about it; he came up with what seemed to be a clever idea and decided to drag them both to the club; maybe if they saw each other it might trigger an apology.

When both boys realized that their lover was there, they weren't exactly happy. Harry expressed his grumpiness by leaving the table and going to the bar to get stoned. Louis apparently had the same idea because he got up and went to the bar, keeping a short distance from curly, and ordered shots, many of them. Niall, Zayn, and Liam watched them in amusement, snorting to themselves because it looked like they were both playing the who will drink more game.

"Do you think they'll make up anytime soon?" Niall asked as he released a chuckle when he saw Louis turning to glare at the smirking green eyed lad.

"C'mon Niall it's Louis and Harry we're talking about here, of course they will!" Liam said with a duh tone.

"They'll probably have make up sex." Zayn said as he wiggled his eyebrows, earning laughs from Niall and Liam.

Back at the bar, Louis and Harry were still downing shots, and to say they were drunk would be an understatement; they were absolutely smashed.

"Just apologize Harry, you're the one who's wrong anyways." Louis said as he took another shot of tequila.

"Ha. Never Tomlinson, you're the one who's going to apologize to me." Harry said as he hiccuped at the end of his sentence.

"Never." Louis wanted to scream, but he was pretty sure it came out as a mere whisper. He was never this drunk, and he never thought he would reach this level.

Furious by his response, Harry quickly grabbed Louis by his arm and took him to one of the private rooms in a secluded part of the club, perks of being in the V.I.P lounge. He slammed the door shut, smashing his lips on Louis's as his hands started fumbling with the belt.

"You're so annoying Louis." Harry groaned as Louis's hot tongue licked up his collar bones and his mouth attached to his sensitive spot.

"You're no better Harold." Louis said as he bit down on Harry's pale and delicious skin, earning a loud moan from said boy.

"Don't call me that." Harry growled, forcing Louis's lips on his own again. Teeth and tongues clashing, marking the kiss as their messiest one yet.

"Oh yeah what are you gonna do about it Harold?" Louis asked, stressing on Harold as his lips pulled up to a taunting smirk. Harry rubbed his groin against Louis's clothed one, earning a strangled 'shit' from the Doncaster lad. He managed to unbuckle his belt, pulling down his pants and boxers all at once, and he immediately dropped to his knees.

"Do you want me to suck you off Lou?" Harry asked innocently.

"Yes, fuck yes Harry." Louis shivered as Harry dragged a finger down his hard and exposed member.

"But you've been a bad boy Louis, and you still don't want to apologize." Harry knew that he was teasing Louis, but he was enjoying it way too much to stop.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but please fuck me with your mouth already." The words seemed to be Harry's provocation because he wasted no time and wrapped his red and bruised lips from their previous make out session around Louis's throbbing genital, making the older lad almost pass out from the excruciating pleasure that these lips gave him. Harry massaged his balls as he bit down lightly at the tip of his cock; Louis almost passed out.

"Fuck Harry yes, this feels so good baby." Louis grabbed Harry's hair, pulling harshly at the tips making Harry moan, causing the vibration to set Louis off, but he managed to hold himself at the last moment, not wanting this pleasure to end anytime soon. Harry took Louis's member all at once into his mouth, making the tip hit the back of his throat. This sent Louis into an override as he combusted, shooting his load into Harry's mouth causing him to splutter for a second, but he still managed to swallow it all.

"Damn if that's what I get in return of an apology, I would apologize to you all the time!" Louis exclaimed, his breathing still ragged from their recent inter course.

"You're such an idiot Lou." Harry said wiping his mouth as he stood up, having sobered a bit now, his head was starting to ache.

"But you love me?" Louis asked as he raised his pants.

"I'll think about it." Harry said teasingly, earning a pout and a slap to the arm from none other than Louis himself.

"Is that even a question, of course I love you Boo!"

"Well I don't." Louis stated crossing his arms childishly.

"Fine then." Harry faked a hurt expression which made Louis grab his face and smother him with kisses until he finally took the courtesy of pecking his lips.

"I love you baby." Harry said, his eyes shining with adoration towards the feathery haired boy.

"I love you more Hazzabear." They kissed again, sweetly and lovingly, not like their steamy make out session not too long ago.

"We be all night in love!" Louis suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs.

"Let's go home you nutcrack."

"Drunk in love." Louis sang loudly which only earned him a glare from Harry.

A/N~~~~~~~~

*hides face in shame* that was the most horrendous experience of my life! I never wrote smut before and it's definitely not easy. I'm sorry if it sucked, but it is my first attempt after all. Can you just please one of you send me a prompt, I'm begging here. I just want to write one because if I didn't like the experience I won't ask for any.

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