Louis' POV

It was the following night, the night that Harry was meeting Lucas for the second time and Louis had dragged Niall to the bar to get off some steam.

Harry and Louis hadn't spoken at all this morning, Harry quietly leaving Louis his cup of coffee on the kitchen counter before leaving for work.

"I mean, can you believe it Niall? Closure my ass." Louis remarked snarkily as they stood at the drinks counter at The Concho Bar.

Niall looked at him amused, but didn't say anything, allowing his best friend to continue ranting.

"He's probably sitting with him right now, where ever they planned to meet for their date. I bet he doesn't even remember I exist."

"Louis, are you jealous?"

"Pfft of course not." Louis replied off-handedly. "I'm just saying how stupid he's acting by giving that worthless cheater another chance that's all."

"Well it sounds like you're jealous to me but hey, what do I know now." Niall said, biting back his smile.

"Piss of Niall. Fuck I need another drink...my head is hurting now."

"I know just the thing to make you feel better.." said Niall smirking cheekily and disappeared somewhere.

Louis sat at the bar counter, downing his drink, a whirlwind of thoughts swirling around in his mind, colliding with one another and causing an absolute storm in his brain. He couldn't stop thinking of Harry and Lucock on their little date.

Was Lucock touching Hary? He better not be touching Harry or Louis would stab him with a fork. Would Harry even come back to the apartment tonight? Damn it. Why did this stupid Lucas have to come and interfere just when things were going smoothly. He and Harry had been so happy in their own little bubble, sharing a bed, having dinner together and what not and now it was all ruined because of some stupid jerkfaced loser.

At this moment there was a tap on his shoulder and he turned around. Niall was standing there, his arm around a gorgeous blonde girl's waist.

"This is my best friend, Louis. I think the two of you will get along really well." Niall said with a wink.

Louis was too shocked to say anything and just stood there, his mouth opening and closing like a goldfish.

"Niall ,what the fuck are..." he trailed off as the blonde girl wrapped her arms around his neck and moved towards his neck.

Louis was already panicking and he backed away quickly, dashing into the bar counter and sending a few drinks crashing to the floor.

"What on earth are you doing !?" Niall asked, with a shocked expression while the blonde walked off looking disappointed and annoyed.

"I can't do this Niall. I just don't feel like it."

"What do you mean you don't feel like it? Louis we've been each other's wingmen for over a year now and you've never said no to anyone I found for you.. you feeling alright mate?"

"Yeah I'm alright, I... I don't know what happened okay, I'm just not feeling like it tonight."

"But Louis, it's been ages since we've come to the bar anyway.. when was the last time you slept with someone?" Niall asked, worry flashing on his face.

"I don't remember alright? Must have been a month or so I suppose..."

"A MONTH!? Woah Louis I knew you had reduced your one night stands but a whole fucking month!? You used to sleep around every single night..I don't understand.."

Fuck. Louis didn't have time for this right now.

He quickly gulped down a shot of vodka, relishing the searing pain it caused as it burned down his throat.

"Niall, I uh don't know how to say this but.. just um don't make fun of me alright?" He began nervously.

Niall immediately understood that whatever Louis was going to tell him was something serious and immediately put on on a sober expression.

"Of course Louis, I can be serious when you need me to, you know?" Niall replied, smiling kindly.

"Lately, I've um not been getting...hard around these women.. in bed" he whispered looking down at the ground.

There. He had said it.

"You've not been getting hard? You mean like an erection? How long has this been going on?"

Louis thought Niall would start laughing at him, make fun of his 'situation' but as far as he could see, Niall's tone was genuine and there was pure concern on his face.

"I don't know exactly, even initially, I never got like..proper hard, I used to just kinda stroke myself a bit and that'd get me there.. but I kinda thought that's how it worked, but over this past month, nothing, I'm just not feeling it"

"Louis, this could be a serious problem you know? I mean you're only 21.. your sex drive should be at its peak right now.. we can go to the doctor and ask about erectile dysfunctions and stuff if you want.."

Louis' mind flashed to that day when he and Harry had painted the living room and how when he saw Harry in the shower, his penis responded instantly...he pictured his throbbing hard on and how he had to take care of it later in the shower.

"No Niall, I'm pretty sure that an erectile dysfunction is not the problem... can we just leave it please?" He said sheepishly.

"As long as nothing's wrong with you, I'm okay mate... maybe your body wants to settle down or something.."

"Yeah maybe...whatever. Now all I want is to get shitfaced drunk and forget this conversation ever happened, alright?"

"Alright." said Niall with a laugh.

Author's Note
I'm very sorry if I'm getting some of the 'discovering your sexuality' parts wrong, I don't really know exactly how it works, but I'm doing some research and trying my best, so please bear with me?

Ily all :) Happy reading xx

The reason this chapter is called 'Louis' is because the night will be split into two chapters, one that deals with Louis and the other with Harry.

P.S. creds to the name Lucock go to one of my readers vegetarianshoes who mentioned the name in the comments :p

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