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Est-ce que tu aimes le sexe?
Le sexe. Je veux dire, l'activité physique.
Le coït. Tu aimes ça?
Tu ne t'intéresses pas au sexe?
Do you like sex?
Sex. I mean, the physical activity.
Coitus. Do you like it?
You're not interested in sex?
* * *
"Honestly, I don't see what the fuss is about this Louis Tomlinson guy." Harry said as he was cleaning glasses so he could open up the bar.
"Um, hello, he's gorgeous." Courtney laughed.
"Yeah, man, he's hot." Ashton agreed.
Harry looked at the blonde boy curiously as Courtney was looking up something on her phone.
"What?" Ashton asked, "Just 'cause I'm straight doesn't mean I can't acknowledge that a guy's fit."
"Seriously, look at this guy." Courtney showed the two boys her phone which now had a picture of Louis on it.
"See, this is like man attractive right here, you can see his cheek bones and everything." Ashton motioned to the phone.
"Straightest jawline I've ever seen." Courtney commented.
"Yeah, sure he's gorgeous, that doesn't mean anything though." Harry shrugged.
"Man, if you could get with him you'd be rich." Courtney stood up.
"I'm gonna be rich when you become a famous tattoo artist." Harry responded.
"What makes you think I'd give you any of my money?" Courtney rummaged around in her bag, looking for her makeup bag.
"Because you're my favourite sister and it's in the brother and sister handbook that you give me 30% of all money you earn." Harry put a stack of glasses below the bar.
"F*ck off." Courtney laughed.
Harry's boss and the owner of the bar, Zayn, came out of the back door and walked up to Harry.
"We're having five very important guests tonight and we need you to serve them all night, anything they want with no slip ups." Zayn explained, all in one breath.
"Who are these important guests?" Harry questioned.
"Louis Tomlinson, his sister and her boyfriend, Niall Horan and Zayn Malik."
"Wait, what?!" Harry and Courtney exclaimed.
"You heard me, so there's gonna be loads of paps and we're gonna get loads of publicity from this so any slip ups, no matter how small, will be noticed and they will cost us." Zayn hit Harry lightly on the shoulder before going to walk out from the way he came in.
"Oh, Courtney, could you serve tonight too, a bit of eye candy for the big bad business men, yeah?" Zayn winked before walking out.
"Yeah, sure." Courtney said sarcastically as the door shut behind Zayn.
"How long until you open?" Ashton spoke up for the first time in a while.
Harry looked at his watch and answered, "About two hours."
"I should go home and get ready then, I'll be back about half an hour before opening, yeah?" Courtney sighed and pulled Ashton so he stood up.
Courtney and Ashton left the bar through the back door and left Harry on his own, cleaning glasses and setting up chairs.
* * *
Courtney burst through the back door of the bar and ran up to Harry, the 5-inch heels she was wearing clicking along the floor.
"Hey Haz." The black-haired girl smiled before taking her leather jacket off and putting it behind the bar.
Harry turned around and smiled back at her, looking at what she was wearing. She certainly had a very clear idea of the definition of eye candy. She was wearing a lacy little black dress, with no back, the dress ending at around mid-thigh and the black bootie heels she was wearing made her legs look endless. The black made her milky white skin stand out more and matched her hair perfectly.
The lack of colour in her outfit made the blue in her eyes seemingly pop and made her appear dark and seductive.
"As your younger brother I do not agree with your choice of outfit." Harry pointed out.
"I have acknowledged your opinion but given that it is a stupid one, I've chosen not to take it on board." Courtney didn't even bother to look at Harry as she made her way to the VIP section of the bar to make sure it was spotless.
"Excuse me, but I am around twice the size of you and am not afraid to wrestle you to the ground." Harry threatened.
"Darling, you're about as intimidating as a baby penguin." Courtney laughed.
"Change, please?" Harry tried to do puppy eyes.
"Sweetie, there's five minutes until opening it's a bit late now."
Courtney hopped over the bar, how she did that in heels Harry would never know. The black-haired girl started making sure all the beer taps were turned on and all the bottles of liquor were full. Harry shook his head and sighed, he'd never understand why women felt the need to wear such revealing clothes, but if it made his sister happy then he was happy too.
"Open the doors then." Courtney urged Harry.
Zayn burst through the back door and walked up to Courtney, handing her a bottle of champagne. She looked at the man curiously as she took the bottle from his hands.
"Limited edition King Brut champagne, reserved for Louis Tomlinson. When they arrive tonight, escort them to their table and ask if they want any drinks, serve them the best of whatever they want and when they ask for champagne and trust me, they will, you serve them this." Zayn explained quickly.
Harry unlocked the front doors and opened them, he nodded to one of the bouncers, Ronnie, letting him know that he could let guests in. Harry stayed at the doors as Ronnie ID-ed the first few people in line and let them into the club.
As Harry turned to walk back into the club he heard a loud car engine behind him and he turned back around to see a sleek black limousine pull up. The chauffeur got out and walked to the back, opening the door so whoever was inside could step out. Louis Tomlinson stepped out in a expensive looking suit, probably Armani or Louis Vuitton.
Harry motioned for Courtney to come over so she could walk them to a booth at the VIP section of the bar. Almost instantly, cameras started flashing and people started yelling Louis' name, along with Niall and Liam.
"I'd love to have that." Harry sighed.
"I know the feeling." Courtney agreed, smiling as the VIP guests approached the front door.
She began leading them towards the back of the bar where there were 4 VIP booths, set up specifically for guests like these. As Niall and Liam passed by Harry he noticed them complimenting his sister's behind. He clenched his fists and tensed his jaw, angry and frustrated that he couldn't do anything.
Louis entered the bar last, looking Harry up and down before smirking. He took off the large coat he was wearing and handed it to Harry whilst saying, "Est-ce que tu aimes le sexe?"