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Louis Tomlinson has been with the Secret Service for a good two years now. He is still considered the new guy by many of the other agents, but he for sure doesn’t act like it. He has always had this type of confidence that surrounded him, that even made veterans question who he was. Louis was no doubt very intelligent and talented but that didn’t mean he doesn’t get nervous. Louis has only been nervous a handful of times, like when he first applied for the Naval Academy, losing his virginity, coming out as gay, and now he can add meeting the President of the United States to that list.
“Madam President you wanted to see me?” Louis announces as he walks into the oval office.
“Agent Tomlinson, please have a seat.” The president gestures to the seat next to her.
Louis sits down, trying not to visibly shake. This was the first time the president ever wanted to speak with him alone. Yes, he’s been around the president and he’s shook her hand plenty of times but he has never been called to her office. When Louis was told the president wanted to see him in private, he racked through his brain to find different reasons why he was being called down. The top one being that he was getting fired. Louis knew he didn’t do anything wrong, at least nothing bad enough to get him fired.
The president swirls the liquor in her glass that she was holding, “So from what Liam has told me, you have proved yourself to be a great addition to our secret service.”
Liam Payne was Louis’ senior agent even though Louis was a year older than him. Liam was somewhat of a mentor to Louis. Liam made sure Louis knew what he needed to do and his role. It wasn’t easy in the beginning for the both of them. Liam had a problem with how Louis ignored authority, while Louis didn’t appreciate Liam’s bossiness. This quickly changed when they were both assigned to guard the door while the president was in a meeting. Since there was nothing to do at the time, both of them just started talking and they found out they had a lot in common. After that they started hanging out outside of work and slowly became more like brothers.
“I would like to think so ma’am.” Louis says smugly.
The president chuckles. “Well it takes a lot to impress Payno, so good job.”
“Thank you madam President.”
“Please just call me Anne.” She smiles kindly. “I’ve heard that you were at the top of your class back in the Naval Academy.”
Louis nods his head proudly. The Navy was practically the dream job for Louis. He loved the rush and adrenaline that came with the job. Of course this dream was short lived but at least he’s still protecting someone. It’s made him feel useful.
Anne picks up a file that was lying on her desk and opens it up. “You stayed in the Navy for five years before resigning. Says here your lieutenant commander called you the best in the batch. Why’d you quit?” Anne asks curiously.
Louis immediately tenses up and directs his gaze to the floor. “Shouldn’t that be in my file?” Louis asks quietly.
“It just says you had an emergency back home.”
“Yes, that’s correct. I had a…family emergency that I needed to attend to.” Louis says vaguely.
Anne eyes him suspiciously but doesn’t question it.
“Okay, so then you became a secret service agent. You were highly recommended by your lieutenant, he even presented me with a personalized letter on your behalf. Must have been a star pupil I assume?”
Star pupil? Louis almost snorts at that. Yes, he was good sailor and yes he was at the top of his class but that didn’t mean he was the best behaved. The first time he was even noticed by a higher up was because he was sent there for insubordination. So yeah he definitely wasn’t a star pupil.
Louis decides just to agree with the president. “Uh yes ma’am. I’m sorry but did you bring me here just to talk about my accomplishments?” questioned Louis.
Louis has never had a filter. He just says the first thing that pops up in his mind, apparently even with the president. This most likely explains why he was always scrubbing the floors back in the Naval Academy.
Anne let’s out a laugh. “Liam did say you’re very straightforward.” Anne suddenly grabs a picture frame from her desk. “This is my son Harry.” She shows the picture to Louis.
It was a photo of Anne at the annual White House Christmas dinner with her son, Harry Styles.
Louis hasn’t actually met him in person but he’s read many magazines and tabloids speculating who he was dating or fucking at the time. Louis has seen some even calling him a ‘womanizer’. And for a while Louis believed that, until last year when Harry came out as gay to the public. Much of the nation praised him but there was also a lot of hate as well. A lot of people were already displeased about a female President in office, so when her son announced he was gay, it fueled their anger. Louis heard other agents who were assigned to Harry, talk about how they would hear him crying in his room due to all the pressure.
Louis felt bad for the boy. He was so young and didn’t deserved to be scrutinized just because of his sexual orientation. Eventually Harry ignored the hate and went on with his public duties even though there’d always be that one asshole in the crowd, calling him derogatory names. Louis soon formed somewhat of a respect for Harry, dealing with people like that is hard and Harry handled it quite well.
Anne sets the frame down. “He is starting college soon.” Anne smiles fondly.
“That’s great. What college is he planning on attending?” Louis asks.
“He plans on going to Georgetown for their medical program. He’s studying to become a doctor.” Anne says proudly.
Louis nods his head impressed. “Wow he must be a smart man.”
“He is very smart. Takes after me of course.” Anne laughs.
Louis nods his head. “So uh how does this relate to me?”
“Because agent Tomlinson, I want you to be Harry’s security detail.” Anne says as she takes a sip out of her drink.
Louis widens his eyes involuntarily. “You want me to babysit your twenty-three year old son?” Louis asks incredulously.
“Not babysit! Just watch over.” Anne’s eyes soften a bit. “After his coming out, there have been a few assholes out there that have threatened him. I’m just concerned about his safety.”
“I understand but why me?”
“You’re young Louis. Harry might be more comfortable with a twenty-six year old guy following him versus a forty year old man. Plus you’re an outstanding agent.” Anne explains.
“Harry doesn’t know about this, does he?” Louis suspects.
Anne shakes her head in shame. “No he doesn’t. I plan on telling him soon. But for now would you like a drink?” Anne gestures to the whiskey sitting on the table.
Louis shakes his head no. “Sorry, I can’t drink on the job.”
Anne snorts. “You’re file says you were somewhat of rebel back in the academy. What happened?”
Louis chuckles. “I guess I just got more mature.”
Louis knew that was bullshit. He just knew that if Liam smelt alcohol on him, he was a goner.
Anne shrugs. “Alright well if you won’t have a drink with me, you’re dismissed. Have a nice day Louis.”
Louis stands up and salutes her. “Good day Madam President.
Anne shakes her head at the formalities. “You know I really do mean it when I said just call me Anne.”
Louis nods his head shakily and exits the office. Once he closed the doors he let out a deep breath. Being in the same room with the leader of your country can be really nerve racking. Louis tries to digest everything Anne told him. Taking care of the President’s son is a big deal but he was hoping for a more action packed assignment, not babysitting. Louis sometimes wishes he was still in the Navy.
“Hey Lou!” Liam says as he comes around the corner and walks up to Louis. “So how did it go?”
“Of course you knew about this.” Louis rolls his eyes.
“Duh, so how do you feel about it? It’s your first big job.”
“Are you calling babysitting the President’s son a big job?” Louis scoffs.
“Louis, this is important. A lot of people have it out for Harry.” Liam says seriously.
“I know,” Louis sighs. “It’s really fucked up. Like he’s getting death threats for just being gay.” Louis shakes his head disapprovingly. Louis was gay himself so this really was a sensitive matter for him. No matter how stupid Louis thought this job was, he knew he needed to protect Harry.
“That’s why it’s your job to make sure those threats don’t become a reality.” Liam advises. Liam looks at his watch and glances back up to Louis. “Now aren’t you supposed to be doing that paperwork I told you to do?”
“I was just on my way to do that Payno.” Louis smiles cheekily.
“Sure you were Tommo. The last time you said that, I found a pile of unfinished paperwork on your desk and your ass was already home.” Liam says pointedly.
Louis tries to come up with a half assed excuse on why he didn’t stay to finish the papers, but he couldn’t. All his TV shows were on during late hours and he did not plan on missing any one of them. Louis lets out a sigh and agrees to go complete the files.
“That’s a good boy. Now hurry along, I heard Blue Bloods is airing a new episode tonight.” Liam teases.
Louis punches Liam on the shoulder and leaves to complete the damned paperwork.
{The Next Day}
“So have you ever met him?”
Louis and Liam were currently on their break, so Louis thought it was a good time to gather some more information about Harry.
“Met who?” Liam takes a sip of his coffee.
“Harry Styles.” Louis clarifies and takes a bite out of his sandwich.
“Yeah I met him at a gala one time. He’s a really nice guy.” Liam says simply.
Louis swallows his food before responding. “That’s all. He’s a nice guy?” He pushes for more information.
Louis wanted to know all about Harry Styles. After Harry came out, Louis didn’t trust anything tabloids said about him. So now he basically knew nothing about him, other than the fact that he was gay, twenty-three and the president’s son.
“Well he is a bit of a flirt. During the gala he had everyone compelled to him. He made dumb jokes that people laughed at and he was very social, talking to almost everyone. I even saw him trying to talk to a baby. Was really serious about it as well.”
Louis furrows his eyebrows at that. “How can you have a serious conversation with a baby?”
“Look I don’t know but he was sitting down with the baby in his lap, having a proper conversation.” Liam recalls.
After that Louis thought this guy was mental. But for some odd reason he had this fond image of Harry smiling down at a baby and trying to talk to them.
“But if you want to know more ask Niall. He was his body guard back then.” Liam suggests.
Niall Horan was another secret service agent. Louis arrived with him at the same time and they were friends ever since. They just clicked and complemented each other well. With Louis’ rebellious personality and Niall being his happy-go-lucky self, they caused some havoc inside the agency. Just ask Liam, he would know all about it.
All of a sudden there was a sound of footsteps coming from the hallway and then a brown haired boy poking his head through the doorway. “I heard my name.” Niall announces as he walks in.
“You’re like a fucking bat. How did you hear me?” Liam asks with wide eyes.
“They don’t call me batman for nothing.” Niall takes a seat next to them.
“Literally no one calls you that.”
“Shut up.” Niall smacks Liam on the back of his head. “Now what were you guys talking about?”
“You know Harry Styles right?” Louis asks,
“Of course he’s my boss’s son.” Niall says cheekily.
It was Louis’ turn to smack him on the head. “I meant what is he like? Smartass.”
Niall rubs at the spot Louis hit him. “Should have just asked that.” Niall mutters. “But yes I do know him, I spent half my career protecting his ass. Why do you need to know?”
“Anne assigned me to his security detail since he’s going to college.”
“Hm good luck with that. He hates authority. First few days he kept running away. Pain in my ass to be honest.”
“Sounds like Louis.” Liam mutters against his mug.
Louis stomps on his foot, making Liam choke on his coffee.
Louis and Niall ignore the coughing fit Liam was having and continued their conversation. “And after those first few days?” Louis asks, slightly worried about the answer.
He was really hoping Harry doesn’t give him a hard time. It was his first job and he was already stressed as it is. If you add in someone who questions him well then he might as well quit now.
“He was cool. I went with him to a charity ball and got to know the real him. Which is a very honest, genuine and caring guy.”
Louis let’s out a sigh of relief. “Alright, thanks for the info NIaller.”
“No problem Lou. Oh by the way, he’s also a big flirt.” Niall adds.
“Yeah, Liam told me about that.”
“I’m just telling you. He might try to hit on you.” Niall winks.
“I’m not going to let the President’s son seduce me.” Louis rolls his eyes.
Harry Styles was undeniably good looking but that didn’t mean Louis liked the man. Louis is more attracted to personality more than looks.
Liam and Niall look at him unconvinced.
“I won’t!” Louis urges once more. “I’m going to go get coffee. Anyone want something from the kitchen?”
Both boys shake their heads and continue on to their own conversation.
As Louis was waiting for the water to boil, someone walked into the kitchen. He looked up from his phone and saw Harry digging through the fridge. Louis has seen Harry around the White House but never got a good look at him until now.
One thing that the tabloids got right was how handsome he was. From his side profile Louis could see his chiseled and sharp jawline. His hair was a little messy but somehow it worked for him. He was leaned down into the fridge, giving Louis a nice view of his lean body and his…assets. Overall Louis doesn’t think he has ever seen anyone this beautiful in his life.
Louis was about to make himself seen, when the kettle decided to go off. Harry jumps at the sound and swiftly turns around. Louis turns off the stove and the kettle simmers down to silence. The kitchen was now eerily quiet and it left Louis in an awkward position. Harry was staring at him with wide eyes and his hand was clutching his chest.
“Uh hello sir.” Louis says awkwardly. He didn’t know what else to say because Harry’s gorgeous green eyes were kinda distracting.
Harry straightens up and coughs in his hand. “Hello. You uh kinda scared me.” Harry chuckles.
“Sorry about that sir.” Louis turns around to hide his oncoming blush and occupies himself by making his coffee.
“Um no worries,” Harry says from behind. “Do you need any sugar?” he asks as he watches Louis make a fresh cup of coffee.
“No I take my coffee black. Thank you though.” Louis turns to face Harry and leans back against the counter with his mug in his hands.
Louis just manages to see Harry’s eyes staring at his ass, before quickly glancing back up. Louis smirks into his mug. He’s been told he has quite the bottom.
Harry narrows his eyes at him. “I don’t think we’ve met. What’s your name?”
“Agent Louis Tomlinson sir.” Louis answers formally. He can’t help it, it’s been drilled into his head to talk like this.
Harry chuckles. “Please just call me Harry. You’re obviously older than me, it would be a bit ridiculous for you to call me sir.”
“What do you mean obviously older?” Louis asks with an indignant expression.
Harry ignores his offended tone. “I just mean you have this…mature vibe about you.” Harry says with a smirk.
Was he flirting with him? “Uh thank you?” Louis wasn’t sure if that was a compliment or not.
Harry was now leaning against the fridge with his side, and focused all this attention on Louis. “I meant that as a good thing by the way. It’s weird I thought I met everyone working in the White House. Are you new here?”
Louis shakes his head. “No I’ve been here for about two years now. I guess we just haven’t crossed paths yet.”
Louis did think it was weird that he hadn’t met Harry yet but he never thought of it until now. Most of the time Louis was doing paperwork or he was helping Liam with security. He had no opportunity to get to know the first family.
“Hm that’s a shame. We could have been really good friends by now.” Harry says while biting his bottom lip and staring directly at Louis.
Louis squirms a bit under the attention. Niall and Liam were not lying when they said Harry was a flirt. Louis clears his throat. “Well um I actually have to get back to work. It was nice meeting you Harry.”
He didn’t really have work to do but he just wanted to escape Harry’s advances. Louis could only handle so much, okay. Louis pushed off the counter and started to leave the kitchen.
“Wait, can I ask you something?” Harry asks before Louis stepped out the door.
Louis stops and turns around, waiting for Harry to explain why he stopped him.
Harry ducks back into the fridge and pulls out a bottle of wine. “Is this any good?”
Louis comes closer to examine the bottle Harry was holding. It was your average red wine, nothing special about it.
“Eh yeah it’s alright.” Louis shrugs his shoulders.
Harry furrows his eyebrows. “Just alright? Well this won’t do at all.” Harry stuffs the bottle back in and starts rummaging through the fridge again.
Louis knew the best thing to do was just to turn around and don’t ask questions. But the determined and frustrated face that Harry was making, had him intrigued.
“If you’re trying to find a good bottle of wine you won’t find it in the fridge.” Louis comments.
Harry straightens up and closes the fridge. “Well where do you find good quality wine around here?” Harry says with a visible pout.
Louis tries not to be endeared by it. “First off what’s the occasion?” Louis asks, letting his curiosity take over.
“I have a date tonight and he is somewhat of a wine expert,” Harry says rolling his eyes fondly. “So I want to serve them the best that we have, but I have no clue about wine.”
Louis tenses up at the mention of a date. There’s a tight sensation in his chest but Louis decided to ignore it.
“Alright we can look in the cellar. That’s where the best stuff is.” Louis suggests.
“We?” Harry quirks his eyebrow up.
“Well you did said you didn’t know anything about wine, so I’ll help you out.”
“Oh Louis it’s honestly okay, I can figure it out. You said you had to get back to work.” Harry says concerned.
Louis pretends to look at the time on his watch. “Well would you look at that, my shift just ended.” Louis gives him a toothy grin. “Now I can help you.”
Harry still looks at him unsure. “Are you sure Louis?”
Louis rolls his eyes. “Of course it’s okay. It’s my job to help you isn’t it?”
Harry still had his eyebrows furrowed but eventually agrees. “Okay thank you Louis.” Harry says appreciatively.
“Again it’s my job. Now follow me.” Louis turns around and heads out the door.
Harry follows Louis down to the cellar. Louis has only been down here once and that was when he and Niall sneaked down here to grab a drink after a long day of securing the White House fence. They only had a chug of wine when Liam found them down there and immediately banned them from coming back. Louis was still banned, but he had Harry this time, which he deemed was a reasonable excuse.
Louis flips on the light and starts to look through the assortment of wine that has been collected over past presidencies.
“Now does your date have a preference on white or red?” Louis asks, while looking at a dusty bottle of Veuve Clicquot. Louis might just have to burrow that one.
“He said he prefers red. What’s the difference anyway?”
“Well young Harold, red wine is fermented with the skin and seeds of grapes which give it, its color. While white wine is fermented with only the juice of the grapes.” Louis mentally pats himself on the back for remembering what his mom told him.
“Huh, so what’s your preference?” Harry asks.
Louis shrugs his shoulders. “Not really a big fan of wine. Much more of a beer kind of guy.”
Harry nods his head in agreement. He then looks at a bottle and picks it up. “Hey how about this? I just picked it because I like the bottle.” Harry chuckles.
Louis makes his way over to Harry and takes the bottle from his hands. It was a 1928 Pinot Noir. Louis immediately recognizes the name. He tightens his grip on the bottle and looked at it fondly. As he dusts off the bottle, unfortunately some of it gets into Harry’s eyes.
“Oh fuck.” Harry grunts out, as he tries to rub out the dust from his eyes.
Louis immediately puts the bottle down and stops Harry’s hands from rubbing the dust further into his eyes. “Shit I’m sorry Harry. Can you try to open your eyes for me please?”
Harry slowly opens his eyes and squints down at Louis. There was tears at the corners of his eyes due to the irritation from the dirt. Louis tilts Harrys head down toward him and starts to gently blow air into his eyes to try to get rid of the dirt. Once Harry was able to blink out the rest of the dust, Louis realized how close they were and he still had his hands holding Harry’s face. Louis could clearly see the deep shade of green in Harry’s eyes and the little imperfections in his complexion, which strangely made him more attractive.
Harry was able to open his eyes now, but for some reason they still haven’t moved away from each other. They were standing so close, that they were practically breathing the same air. Harry opened his mouth, ready to say something when they heard a rustling to their left. Louis immediately removed his hands from Harry and placed them on his gun that was sitting in its holster. Louis moved toward the sound and let out a breath of relief when he saw a mouse scurry out from a cardboard box.
“It’s just a mouse,” Louis informs Harry. “I guess we need to call pest control again.” Louis mutters.
Louis turns back around and sees that Harry was staring at his feet, with his hands behind his back. Even though it was dim Louis could make out the blush spread across Harry’s cheeks. Louis was about to ask him what was wrong, when he remembered what just happened. Just the thought made Louis start to blush as well. Louis coughs into his fist and makes his way over to the bottle of wine he placed down earlier. “Um well this is a great choice Harry,” Louis decided to ignore what happened. “You know Burgundy France is well known for this type of wine. The grapes they use to make this wine are very rare to find, that’s why so many people are obsessed with it.” Louis says with wonder in his voice.
Harry looked like he wanted to say something else but he just decided to go along with Louis. “You know for someone who doesn’t like wine, you sure know your stuff.” Harry smirks at him.
“My mom loved wine. Always would go on and tell me about every bottle of wine she bought.” Louis smiles fondly at the memory.
“Sounds like she is a very knowledgeable woman.” Harry comments.
Louis lowers his eyes to the bottle in his hands. “Yeah she was.” He says quietly.
Harry suddenly touches Louis by the shoulder. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” Harry says gently.
Louis moves away from the touch and forces a grin on his face. “Let’s go back up and get you ready for your date.”
Harry nods his head and silently follows him back up.
<Flashback Louis is 7 years old>
“And this is Merlot. Also known as little blackbird in French.”
Louis looks at the dark colored drink. “So is this your favorite wine mom?” Louis asks curiously.
Jay smiles fondly and shakes her head. “No, but it’s a close second.”
Louis frowns. “So what is your favorite?”
Jay puts the wine back in the cabinet. “I don’t have it here, but I tried this wine back in France. It was called Pinot Noir. Best glass of wine I have ever tasted.” Johanna reminisced.
“Oh, how long ago was that?” Louis tilts his head to the side.
Jay puckers her lips. “Hm I wanna say about a year before you were born.”
“Oh well if I ever go to France, I’m going to buy you a bottle of…what was it called again?”
Jay laughs out loud. “Oh Lou, don’t worry about it. We’ll go together when you’re old enough to drink.” Jay smiles fondly.
Louis takes out his pinkie. “Promise?” He asks seriously.
Jay connects her pinkie to his and looks into his eyes. “I promise.”
<End Flashback>
“Louis you didn’t need to do all of this. I just asked for help with the wine.” Harry protests.
Louis straightens out the table cloth he laid out and places the dining ware on top of the table. “Look I wanted to help you. I have nothing else better to do.”
After Louis helped Harry find the wine, he decided to also help him with setting up the table. The only reason Louis was doing this was because he didn’t want to go back to Liam, who most likely was going to assign him more work.
Harry let’s out a sigh. “You know I could have just asked Eleanor to help me.”
Eleanor was one of the maids for the White House.
“She’s busy cleaning somewhere else. I’m done anyway see.” Louis moves out the way to let Harry look at his work.
The table set for two was decorated with a vase with a single rose, two candles set on either side and the dining ware was your classic White House quality. Louis even managed to fold the napkins in a way, that fancy restaurants fold them. Finally to add a bit of atmosphere, the table was arranged so they had a view out to the garden. Overall it was your picture perfect romantic date setting.
“Wow! Louis this is gorgeous. Thanks so much!” Harry pulls Louis into a tight hug and snuggles into his neck.
Louis is taken by surprise but eventually let’s his arms wrap around the taller boy. Louis instinctually pulls him in tighter. Harry had this odd sense of warmth to him that Louis couldn’t place. This feeling made Louis want to hold onto him forever.
“Ahem!” Someone clears their throat forcefully, behind them.
Louis quickly removes himself from Harry and straightens out his suit. He turns around to see Liam standing there was a stern expression on his face.
“Mr. Styles there is a Nick Grimshaw outside asking for you.” Liam announces, while glaring at Louis.
“Oh that’s him! I’m not even changed yet. Liam can you let him in for me please!” Harry rushes out.
“Of course sir.” Liam gives Louis one last look and then walks away.
“Oh Louis I have something for you.” Harry pulls out a bottle of wine from out of nowhere and hands it to Louis.
Louis looks at the bottle. “It’s the Veuve Clicquot. I can’t possibly take this Harry-“
Harry cuts him off before he could finish. “No this is for you. You helped me so much today,” Harry smiles showing off his lovely dimples. “Also I saw the sign outside the cellar that said you and Niall Horan were banned from going down there. Thanks for breaking the rules for me.” Harry smiles appreciatively.
Liam must have put a new sign up after Louis tore it down last week. “Oh well thank you Harry. It was no trouble really,” Louis smiles and then he remembers Harry has a date. Louis’ smile dims a little. “Well uh good luck on your date.”
“Oh yeah! Uh my date. I should go and get ready now. Thanks again Lou.” Harry hesitantly walks up the stairs backwards, still facing Louis. He looks like he was going to walk back down but he stops himself and instead turns around to run up the remaining stairs.
Louis is a bit disappointed Harry didn’t go through with his initial movements, but still watched on fondly as Harry almost tripped multiple times because apparently he was a baby giraffe trying to walk on ice.
As soon as Harry was out of sight, Louis sprints down the corridor to get a glimpse of Harry’s date. He was curious alright.
Louis sneakily hides behind a corner and watches Liam open the front door. The guy who walks in is tall, skinny, and good looking. He looked like Harry’s type. Louis gets that tight feeling back in his chest again. He decided he wanted to go and introduce himself to him. You know just to make sure he was good for Harry. Before Louis could walk up a pair of arms wrapped around his chest, keeping him from moving.
Louis struggles to get out of the hold. “What the fuck.” He whisper yells.
Louis swings his head around and sees that it was Niall who was holding him back. Niall starts to drag him backwards towards the kitchen.
“Niall what are you doing? Let me go!” Louis complains.
Once they were inside the kitchen Niall let him go. “Niall can you please explain to me what is going on?” Louis asks confused.
“Louis we told you not to get involved with Harry!” Niall reprimands.
“What are you talking about?” Louis asks frustrated.
“Oh don’t play dumb! I know you were hugging him out there.” Niall nods his head in the direction of the dining room. “You said you never met him, how are you on a hugging basis with him already?” Niall asks incredulously.
“How did you know me and him hugged?”
“Liam told me.” Niall taps the earpiece that was currently in his ear.
Louis sighs and slumps into a chair. “Look he needed help with his date and so I decided to help him. Then he hugged me because he was thanking me, you prick.” Louis explained.
“Well that hug was a little too long for my liking,” Liam says as he walks in. “Oh and please explain to me why I caught you and Harry entering the cellar from the security cameras?”
“You guys are so annoying,” Louis pinches the bridge of his nose. “I went down to the cellar to help him pick out wine.”
“You sure about that? Because you know, you guys were down there for a long time and we all know that there are no cameras down there.” Niall says suggestively.
“What the hell does that…Wait you think I went down there with him to what? Have sex with him? Are you fucking serious right now? I just met the guy!” Louis practically screams at them. “Oh and plus I don’t know about you, but I don’t have sex while im at work!”
“Louis calm down we know you didn’t do anything with him,” Liam says trying to calm him down. “We trust you Louis. It’s Harry we don’t trust. I feel like he will wrap you up and put you under his spell.” Liam exaggerates.
“What the actual fuck are you guys going on about?”
“We just want you to be careful around him. We know you can fall hard once you find someone you like.” Niall says.
That’s something Louis can admit to. Once he finds someone he does fall hard. It happened with Aiden. Aiden was Louis’ ex-boyfriend and Louis thought he was the one. Louis was so blinded with love he asked Aiden to marry him and Aiden said no. Aiden explained how he couldn’t be with someone who put work in front of their relationship. Louis was heartbroken for a year and he hasn’t had a serious boyfriend since then. He would have the casual hookups but that was it. No emotions just pleasure.
Liam notices Louis’ pause. “Look Louis having a relationship with Harry can’t happen. He’s practically your boss. We don’t want you to lose your job.”
“That’s exactly why I won’t fall for him. Now if you would excuse me I have a bottle of wine that I would like to be alone with. Good night.” Louis marches out the door with the bottle close to his chest.
As he puts on his jacket and turns in his gun, he glances into the dining room. He catches the sight of the two men chatting away and sipping on their glasses of wine. Louis comes in closer and just manages to hear them.
“Wow Harry how did you find Pinot Noir?” Nick asks incredulously.
“I had some help. You know this house has a wine cellar full of wine. If you want we can go and check it out.” Harry says mischievously.
“Should have just had the date down there then.” Nick smirks.
Harry grabs Nick’s hand and they start to walk out of the dining room. Louis pushes himself against the wall to keep hidden. As they pass Louis could see the visible smiles on both their faces.
Louis removes himself from the wall and lets out sigh. “At least he’s happy.” Louis says to himself with a slight smile on his face. He looks down at the wine Harry gave him and decides to leave it on the table. He wasn’t much of a wine guy anyway.