Harry shuddered in his place on the chair. What was comfortable furniture a moment back, was suddenly too rough and harsh on his body, all he wanted to do was get up and drive away from the place. Especially away from a very sad and glaring blonde.

"What are you doing here?" The brunette cocked his head to the side, taking in the similarities between the two men before his eyes. While Niall had more softer and feminine feature, all Shawn actually had was a bigger ass and a lean body. It was nice, Harry had to admit but it somehow felt like fucking Niall's twin and that just made everything all the more wrong in his head.

"I work here." Shawn responded curtly, keeping his gaze focused on the way Harry had Niall's hands in his own and was leaning a bit towards the small blonde. It would've been cute if he hadn't just been fucked by the brunette a few days ago. Somehow, the realization hurt a little. Offended him.

"...Right..." Harry scratched the back of his neck, trying to calm himself down by taking shaky breaths as he watched Niall clench his fingers into a fist. It wasn't the first time he would see the young blonde angry, honestly, he knew better than anyone that Niall had quite a temper. He just knew how to control it better than anybody else but it was still there and if looks could kill, Shawn would have been dead by now.

"Aren't you going to introduce us Harry? This time in a much sober state?" Niall spoke suddenly, perching his jaw on his hands as he leaned down on the table. It was painful to watch the entire scene unfolding especially with the way Shawn just kept on passing heart eyes to his Harry. Niall's eyes widened at the direction of his thought and the rather possessive words. He quickly shook his head clear, focusing more on the present than on his weird thoughts.

"I can introduce myself. Harry doesn't have to do that for me." Shawn smiled, running a hand through his hair and fixing it properly. It ticked Niall off how the boy in front of his eyes was a natural blonde, unlike himself and how he had freckles down his neck as well, beautifully arranged even. It was making it all the hard for him to believe that Harry would chose him, a pale Irishman, over somebody so naturally beautiful like Shawn -whatever-his-last-name-is. "I'm Shawn Smith. It's a pleasure to meet you again."

Niall shrugged carelessly, ignoring the out stretched hand, focusing more on his phone that was lying on the table. He knew he was being rude, unnecessarily rude but really, he couldn't help it. There was just this burning pain in his heart every time he even recalled the night Harry had arrived drunk with a perfect looking twink by his side. Niall couldn't compete with that. This was his first relationship (if you can even call it that), everything with Harry was knew and different from his normal routine life. He couldn't directly give him what Shawn had in a span of one night. And he just hoped that he didn't have to compare with someone like Shawn Smith because damn, he didn't want to fight a lost battle.

"Well now that we've done the introductions, can we get our food already?" The Irishman cocked his head to the side, fingers working furiously against the screen of his mobile as he replied to the countless pending text messages, something he rarely did but anything was better than being in the middle of Harry and Shawn's burning gaze .

"Um...Niall, you're being a bit rude."Harry whispered into the blonde's ears, keeping his voice down and giving a tight lipped smile to Shawn who was busy rolling his eyes at the blonde's antics. It was cute how Niall was jealous over someone who won't ever hold a special meaning in Harry's heart.

"Oh? Am I? I'm sorry I don't like the fact that we're going to be served by the guy you fucking slept with." The blonde whispered back, creating a distance between himself and Harry, eyes focusing more on his mobile phone that the morbid expression on the curly haired brunette's face.

"You can't hold that against me. That was before anything happened between us." Harry cried out silently, clenching his fists by his side as he waited for Niall to respond back only to be met by a loud huff from the blonde, making him roll his eyes at how childish he was being.

"Food please. I'm too hungry to even come up with a good comeback." The blonde rolled his eyes, slumping back against the chair as he watched Harry sigh, running a thick hand through his curls before facing Shawn with a soft smile. He felt his face drain of all color when Shawn smiled back, and Niall was certain that the boy must feel at least something for Harry, even if he had been just a one night stand. Harry Styles was a charming man, you just had to be in his presence for a few hours, hell even minutes, and you'd already want more of him. Niall would know, he was the one most addicted to Harry's presence after all.

"I'm sorry for his behavior but can you please get us our food or are you not the one serving us?" Harry asked softly, making the blonde grunt because was there even a reason to be kind and sweet to a waiter right now? A waiter he even slept with while he was on a date with a guy he loved? Clearly there was something wrong with Harry's logic, Niall thought to himself.

"I'll get it. I'm not at all bitchy or rude like some people in the world. I don't mind a few extra chores," Shawn smiled sweetly towards Niall, making the blonde slump further into his chair.

"Yeah well some of us aren't stuck at waiting tables at the age of - what? - twenty two? Aren't we?" Niall called back, his blue eyes widening along with Harry's green ones the moment he had got the words out. He really didn't mean them. Not at all. He was just angry and confused and jealous and insecure, all those things combined together were definitely not a good combination but now, he had said something too damn cruel and he couldn't take it back. Not without lowering himself down in his own eye, that is.

"Well, I'm sorry but some of us aren't rich enough at twenty two to be able to afford everything in the world just like that. I'll get you your order." The boy turned on his heels, marching off down the stairs, out of the private area so he could grab the coffee cups and plates that Harry had ordered for himself and Niall. It wasn't that Niall's words affected him in any manner. He had actually hoped for one of these big time stars to be at least a bit arrogant and now he had seen it happening in front of his eyes, the arrogance directed towards him. Shawn didn't know what to think but when he turned his head around, Harry fucking Styles was staring back at him and mouthing the words 'I'm so sorry' and if Shawn wasn't holding onto the tray, he was sure he would be a melted puddle on the ground. He blushed profusely, shaking his head with a chuckle.

"What's got you in such a good mood?" The blonde boy turned his in the direction of the voice, pushing his natural locks away from his forehead as he stared at his best mate leaning on the counter, brown eyes wide as she waited for a reply.

"Nothing." The lad answered curtly, making sure he had everything on the tray before he decided to go back up. Not wanting Niall to insult him for being careless.

"Are we keeping secrets nowadays?" The girl pushed her bright red locks behind her ears, pouting with a shake of her head as she watched Shawn fumble around with the stuff. It wasn't even his order but hers, however she wasn't going to stop him from taking it over. Definitely no.

"No it's just that, there's a person I like and he likes someone else." Shawn confessed sighing before turning around, not wanting to give any more explanations.

"Since when has that stopped you?"

The boy smirked, turning his head as he got on the first step.

"Never."

....

Harry watched the boy proceed downstairs and snatching the perfect moment, he grabbed Niall's wrist, making the boy turn around to face him. He wasn't angry with Niall, not really, just disappointed. And a part of him really didn't know whether it was adorable that the Irishman could even be jealous or whether it was annoying how extremely rude he had been. So he just went along with both the emotions.

"Why did you behave like that?" The curly brunette sighed, pushing his fingers in Niall's hair and tugging on them to lift the blonde's head up. He almost melted at the sight of those wide blue eyes, so damn clear, staring back at him. It made him speechless, made him forget everything that had happened and everything he wanted to say.

"What I said in the end was out of context but don't like you wouldn't have behaved the same if the roles had been reversed." Harry sighed, nodding his head as he removed his hand. It was the truth, every single word Niall had said. He couldn't even begin to think of what he would have done had Niall's drunken one night stand would've made an appearance. Good thing the blonde was a virgin because Harry was one jealous motherfucker.

"It was hot. You acting so jealous and possessive me." The taller of the two smirked, his hand inching closer to the blonde's thigh as he waited for Niall to pay attention to his actions rather than keep his gaze averted to the damn mobile phone. He turned his head, watching Shawn getting the coffee cups on the tray and mouthed an apology when the boy turned around. Harry smiled a bit, satisfied that at least among the three of them, Shawn was behaving like a mature adult and not taking Niall's words to heed. He knew that his beautiful blonde would now be bothered by it for days. That's just how Niall was. He would sometimes in anger and fear, mutter out words he wouldn't mean at all and then he would brood and cry about it. Adorable.

"This is a private place, Styles." Niall hissed, shivering when Harry's long fingers slid inside the material of his shirt and over to his nipples, running across them until they were sensitive enough to have Niall gasping. "Fuck you." The blonde hissed, his entire body coming to life when Harry placed his lips on the thinner ones, moving them together, no tongues, no messiness but just his hand on the beautiful blonde's chest and his lips on the thinner ones and somehow, they fit.

"Patience princess." The brunette chuckled, plopping a kiss down Niall's pale jaw and over to his neck. "My little baby."

"You sound like a pedophile. Stop." The blonde huffed, grasping onto Harry's shirt when the younger boy bit on his neck, not harshly but just the way Niall realized that he liked it, a bit too much. His neck was sensitive and now with Harry licking, nibbling and biting on the sport just near his shoulder, he couldn't help but feel way too good, too pleasured in a public setting.

"But little Niall doesn't want me to." Harry pouted, pointing a finger towards the tent forming in Niall's pants. He smirked to himself when Niall's cheeks painted a pretty red color and the blonde struggled for words.

"I hate you." Niall whispered out.

"But, you know you love me, I know you care." Harry smiled cheekily, singing to the lyrics before laughing when Niall punched him on the shoulder. Even though the date might have had its ups and down, he was still going to make most of the time he was going to spend with Niall.

AN/ 2K WORDS! YES YES YES! I WAS SO GOING TO STOP AT LIKE 900 BECAUSE I HAD NO MOTIVATION TO UPDATE AND MY ROOMMATES NEED TO BE FUCKING SUED.

ME AND MY FRIEND STAYED UP TILL LIKE 4:30 AND THEN WHEN SHE WENT DOWNSTAIRS AND I WENT TO SLEEP,AFTER 3 HOURS OF VERY COMFORTABLE SLEEP , SOMEBODY KNOCKS ON THE DOOR AT 7:30 AND I'M JUST SO CONFUSED AS TO WHY. I SERIOUSLY HAD NO PLANS OF WAKING UP BEFORE 12. BUT THEN I COULDN'T GO BACK TO SLEEP ONCE I HAD OPENED THE DOOR AND MY ROOMMATE CAME TO MY BED WHEN I WAS TRYING TO AT LEAST GET SOME REST AND SHE WAS LEANING HER HEAD TOWARDS MINE AND I WAS SO TIRED THAT I WANTED TO JUST SLAP HER AWAY AND THEN SHE DISCUSSED THE FUCKING BREAKFAST MENU WITH ME AND I'M SO DONE. SO FUCKING DONE. THESE BITCHES DON'T LET ME SLEEP AT ALL :/