You wear your heart on your cheek
Dedication: No longer dedicated because Carly and Erica and fuckwits who I hate with a passssion. :hisses:
Summary: During the holidays Harry changes, gets a new best friend, and grows up a little too. SLASH BZ/HP
Details: Ok, I took your criticism constructively, Peaches, and if you don't mind I'm going to defend my corner, not in a rude way I just want to make this clear. There's many reasons I added in all the 'stereotypes'. So off we go, I have plenty of friends who dance to rap and stuff just because it's fun. And just because you listen to rap does not mean you are not 'emo', did you know that emo is a type of music it should never of actually been personified. And seen as most 'Scene' kids are going on about how 'gangsta' they are, what is the problem in them listening to rap? I made Blaise flamboyant because I wanted Harry to be slightly taken aback by his large personality. I wanted for once Harry to feel intimidated by something other than death eaters, giant sphinxes and Voldemort. And the reason I spent so long writing about his clothes is because I find it really annoying when people just write Harry bought a load of black clothes, and changed his hair so it had blue in it etc. Cause you can't picture the character. Anyway, I'll try and tie this up, basically this is why I dislike labeling, because although we all do it you make it such a precise thing, like if you listen to this you can't be 'Goth', or if you wear that you are not 'emo'. Converse Chuck Taylor All Stars used to be considered punk, times change, styles change. Labeling is boring and tedious. I have tried hard to make them their own characters, with their own traits. I make them sound homosexual? That is because they are darling… I will describe more in the story how Harry can be so accepting so quickly of the fact he likes Blaise. Also I wanted Blaise to seem feminine, so it wasn't that bigger step. I write a lot of stories where I have the character's change style, personality because they are teenagers they are growing up, we all change at that stage in life. And since when did 'cool' come into it, who cares if it's cool to be emo/scene/hardcore these days, it'll pass, it's a trend. I haven't even got into the storyline yet, I touched on some parts of it, yes, it probably did seem shallow cause I managed to write nearly 3000 words on how someone went shopping, cause people like to be able to picture the character, which is what punkchic51689 said. I was planning on doing character analysis later on in the chapter, seen as at the beginning the two barely know each other it is hard as an author to fit in their character, but I went into a rather detailed description of clothes and such so didn't have time to carry on, and also I didn't want a 6000 word chapter. I do have other serious stories but it's summer I wanted something happy. So, again, I am not meaning to sound mean, but basically I disliked all the labels you gave my characters, and it's my story so I don't really see how I can go in the wrong direction with it. Sorry if I sound mean too, but I had to say that, and it wasn't all aimed at you it was aimed at other readers who might of misunderstood all the stereotypes and stuff too. Haha, I rant far too much.
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Harry shut his eyes and Blaise did too and then he stopped leaning in. What the hell am I doing he thought his eyes flying open. Harry's were too and they stared again both of their cheeks turning a delightful pink color.
"Yeah… uhm" Blaise said, for once he didn't know what to say,
"Yeah so… Shall we?" Harry said gesturing towards the exit,
"Yeah, let's go" Said Blaise smiling, he'd got his normal flamboyancy and Cheshire-cat-style smile on his face.
The two walked in silence out of the pub. Harry was dazed, he wasn't quite sure how this had happened, how he'd got here. He didn't even know Blaise properly… He might not even be able to be trusted… Yet that hadn't stopped him. He didn't know quite what it was… Well in the depth of his stomach he did, Harry Potter, the-boy-who-lived, fancied a guy. That's right he was attracted to a person with a penis. He was a fag, a fairy, a pansy, and all that jazz.
Harry stopped dead in the street. He stared at Blaise's ass as he walked and then looked away to the side, he stared at the shop to the side of him. He didn't know whether to scream, laugh, cry, or just give up. What would people say? I mean Blaise was obviously gay… but… He didn't know, he was confused.
Blaise turned around and looked at Harry stood staring,
"Hun?" Blaise asked stepping backwards and putting an arm around Harry, Harry shrugged him off gently, "What's up?"
"I just realized something…"
"Realized what?" Blaise asked,
"Just…" He thought frantically, "I'd never seen that shop before…" Harry finished lamely,
"Oh, Frau Anchutz'?"
"Yeah…" Harry said with a slight tone of desperation in his voice,
"Oh, it's been there for a while sweetie." Blaise said, and he took Harry's hand tenderly and gave it a squeeze, "And anyway it's muggle London now so you wouldn't generally notice. C'mon. I know it's fashionable to be late, but if we don't get their soon it'll be a fashion disaster… A try too-hard." He shuddered and laughed, and started walking.
Harry walked with him. He gave Blaise's hand a squeeze, and Blaise squeezed back and smiled at Harry. Harry tried not to melt, he bit his bottom lip, and the roles were reversed, it was now Blaise's turn not to melt. Blaise flagged down a taxi,
"Where to?" Said the taxi driver,
"Leopold street please" Blaise said,
"Right." He said,
"What are you two chaps doing tonight then?" The taxi driver asked,
"Going to Original Sphere"
"Oh." The taxi driver said coldly and carried on driving without uttering another word.
Blaise rolled his eyes and Harry threw him a questioning look, Blaise shook his head and sent him a dark look.
Harry and Blaise were still close, and Harry scooted closer to Blaise.
"How looong?"
"We'll be there soon… Gosh anyone would think you were a child, no need to be so impatient." Blaise replied to Harry,
"I'm just excited!" Harry said, putting an emphasis on excited. Harry laid down across Blaise's legs. His head was dangerously close to Blaise's crotch. Blaise breathed deep, trying not to get aroused, Harry Potter was not gay, 'why are you taking him to a gay club?' then a voice in his mind asked…
"It's a gay club" Blaise blurted out, Harry looked up from his position,
"And?" He was getting really giddy with excitement, his head kept jigging against Blaise's crotch, and the taxi was in motion too. Blaise thought he wouldn't be able to take it much longer, his pant's were tight as well… This could get very messy and embarrassing he thought and winced.
"Well, I dunno. I thought you weren't that way inclined?"
"Well… I'm bi-curious" Harry said matter-of-factly. Blaise grinned, he had a shot at least. Harry wasn't even sure what that meant, he'd just heard Ernie McMillan say it once to Hannah Abbott, and she'd smiled knowingly at him.
Harry was comfortable in Blaise's lap, he snuggled his head deeper, moving right onto Blaise's crotch. Blaise pulled a face and Harry looked at the back of the cab seat, not noticing Blaise's obvious discomfort. Blaise tried to think nasty thoughts, naked grandma's, his father and his mother, anything to turn him off.
"Ok here it is." The taxi driver said, then muttered "fag's" Under his breath.
Blaise went to the front window,
"And here's your money you homophobic asshole. It's not like any SANE gay guy would touch you as it is so you have nothing to worry about you bloody cunt." He threw the money at the man, and stormed off.
"Good one Blaise" Said one of the bouncers and opened the red rope for entry,
"Come on then Harry" Blaise said impatiently, the two walked through the rope, "For someone so desperate to get you're sure hanging a-" He waved at the woman behind a plastic screen, "Hey Mag"
"Straight through for you Blaise, and your cute friend" She winked, "I see someone's getting some tonight," The woman called Mag winked, her red and white blonde hair framing her face, Harry tried to hide his discomfort at that remark, Blaise squeezed his hand and smiled. "He's the cutest one yet I reckon"
Harry didn't like being referred to like that,
"I'm not an object thank you very much." He meant to sound defiant, but ended up sounding all wimpy,
"Awww, Harry you're so cute" Blaise said, "Well, when they stop allowing entry you better come for a dance" Harry listened to the thudding sound of the bass, a song was playing it sounded like some of the… Emo? Was it emo? Harry asked himself, he nodded to himself that's what Blaise called it he was sure; emo music, Blaise had been playing in the shop earlier.
"I will" She winked, "Anyway let me do my job" she said, "Gesturing at the queue of about 27 guys, Harry picked out a few girls but that's all.
"Come on Harry" Blaise said, his hand was sweaty insides Harry's own, he could feel it slipping around, he was still really hot and horny.
They got to the bar,
"8 apple sourz" Blaise said, "Please" To the pretty blonde barman, who got them out and lined them up on the bar, Blaise paid the money,
"You can have four… But wait for me okay?"
"Okay, where are you going?" Harry shouted over the pounding beats,
"The toilet, but wait here okay? Take it all in!" Blaise shouted,
Harry nodded and Blaise made a swift way across to the toilets. Harry picked up a shot and gulped it down, it didn't burn his throat, it felt sour as it went down, and then there was a huge kick after of alcohol. He would buy some more before Blaise came back.
Harry looked out at the club, it wasn't big, there was stairs leading upwards but they were guarded by a bouncer and a red rope. He wondered whether he and Blaise would be up their later. There was loads of guys spilling off the dance floor, dancing really quite close to the bar, Harry stared at them all. The room was painted black, and there was flashing lights. A few were dressed like him and Blaise, but he noted not one guy was as hot as Blaise… He sighed dreamily and downed another drink. He was feeling rather tipsy and confident now. His foot jigged against the stool and he hummed along to the tune, quite badly but who cared?
"Hey sweetheart" A guy shouted, he was black, he had a big afro, was wearing some black faded jeans and a black tight t-shirt and some black and white checkered vans and had a bandana like the one Harry had hanging out of his back pocket, but in black, tied around his neck.
"Hello" Harry said loudly, the guy just heard.
"I'm Jackson, who are you?" He said sitting in Blaise's place, Harry was about to say, well shout, to him that it was taken but didn't.
"Harry" He shouted back. The two had a shouted conversation.
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Blaise walked into the toilets, he winced at the bright light of the toilets compared to the lack of light in the club.
"Hey Bl-" The guy looked down at Blaise's jeans, "Woah! Easy there big boy." The two laughed,
"Yeah" Blaise went into a cubicle and undid his jeans and started jacking off.
"What got you so horny anyway?" asked the boy outside, he had on a pair of tight jeans, and a semi-baggy t-shirt that said Arctic Monkeys on it. He lent against the sink,
"This hottie who came into shop this morning." He rubbed against himself faster and harder, his breath quickening.
"A bit of alright eh? Well I thought you'd of taken the liberty to jack off before you came out…" The boy said impatiently and rolled his eyes,
"He's Ouuu-" He gasped and shot his load into the toilet with a relieved sigh. He cleaned himself up, zipped up his jeans, did the button, then flushed the toilet. He walked out and washed his hands,
"He's?" The boy questioned,
"He's outside, and he was in the taxi his head in my lap… and he kept fidgeting, I just wanted to grab his head and ram his mouth around my cock." Blaise closed his eyes in ecstasy at the thought, and did a few crude impressions, the two boys laughed.
"Ahhh, he's got you bad hasn't he?" The boy asked,
"Damn he has, Chris, and…" He sighed shaking his hands off, droplets of water flying everywhere, "Ohhh, he's gorgeous. And really great to talk to"
The two boys had a quick chat and catch up and then they walked out together, Harry had replaced the two shots he drank. And was stood up near the bar dancing with the guy, it was coming towards the end of the song. Harry had felt self-conscious at first and then thought to himself, you killed Lord fucking Voldemort and you're scared of dancing, so he let go, and he had pretty good rhythm and his agility helped him move more loosely.
Jackson was dancing against Harry, and Harry was gyrating towards Jackson. The two were grinning and having a real laugh, dancing to Britney Spears when Blaise had made his way over. Jackson was grinding against Harry's groin and he had to admit he was getting a little bit hot. But every time he looked towards Jackson as he danced and shook his head he couldn't help wish it was Blaise. He saw Blaise sat down and smiled at him.
"Doesn't waste much time, does he?" Said Chris right into Blaise ear,
"Nope" Blaise said, and frowned, he felt really low. Chris kissed his cheek,
"It's only Jackson" Chris murmured into Blaise's ear, Blaise grabbed an apple sourz shot in each hand; he did one after another, and then repeated that. Four shots in the space of 30 seconds. He felt the alcohol go to his head. Chris put an arm around Blaise, and put another on his leg. Harry saw this and glared, he knew it was too good to be true.
Harry moved Jackson towards another guy and the two started dancing furiously. He walked over to Blaise and Chris.
"Hey" He said, he felt sort of numb, he'd missed his chance.
Chris moved his arms and smiled at him. He then stood up and offered his seat. Harry took it, it was right next to Blaise, he shouted that he was off for a dance. Blaise smiled at Harry, Harry felt a little bit of hope,
"Having fun then?" He shouted into Harry's ears and gestured towards his shots, Harry drank two in a row,
"Yeah kinda" Harry said, his lips brushing against Blaise's ears, Blaise shivered under the touch, and Harry grinned. Harry did another shot, he was overly tipsy now. He leaned in again, "I'd rather be dancing with you though" He said, and chuckled into Blaise's ear.
"Let me just have a drink" Blaise said, and gestured to barman for another 6 drinks. Harry drank the remaining two.
"Here you are Blaise" The barman shouted, Blaise passed two to Harry who wondered whether to shake his head, and he drank one and passed the other to Blaise smiling.
Blaise drank the five shots in a row. And grabbed Harry by the hand. He started making his way through the crowd and headed towards a bunch of guys dressed like him and Harry. Blaise introduced Harry and there were a few shouted introductions as the song finished, Dan, Chris, Colin, Dean and Jack. Blaise squealed really loudly, as a song came on.
"HEAD AUTOMATICAAA" He squealed at the top of his voice, and everyone laughed and started dancing. Blaise pulled Harry towards him, and they started dancing together. Harry knew he should feel uncomfortable and embarrassed but he was under the influence, and couldn't give a damn.
"Beating hearts baby" Blaise sang, "The beating of your heart baby"
Harry swayed his hips in time to the music, and gently grinded against Blaise's crotch. Blaise didn't know whether to press against him harder, and indulge himself, or move away slightly, so as not to tease himself.
He decided on the first option. He pushed against Harry's ass, Harry rolled his arse up Blaise's body.
"You, you want nothing to do with me. You, you want nothing to do with me" Blaise sang along, almost directing it at Harry, "I, I don't know what to do with you, cause youuu don't know what you do to me"
Chris looked at Blaise and winked. Blaise grinned widely at him and looked down smiling, Chris mouthed he's a catch and Blaise nodded. Some of the other guys grinned at Blaise all too knowingly as well, and the guy called Dean licked his lips at Harry, Harry smiled pretending he was completely unawares. Blaise put his hand over his mouth and pointed at Harry and then himself, mouthing 'he's mine bitch!'.
They carried on dancing until the song finished, and about 5 more songs, there was a bit of everything playing. A pop song or two, a bit of emo and rock, some cheese, some r 'n' b, some rap. Some of the guys moved away to get drinks as the tunes kept playing. There was only Dean, Chris, Harry and Blaise left. They danced in couples. A dance song came on, and the bodies on the dance floor started moving faster, the song was Darude- Sandstorm. Even Harry knew that he'd heard Dudley and Piers Polkiss playing it and exclaiming how it was one of the best trance-house tunes ever.
Harry found this song easier to dance to, it had a more solid beat, and it was dance music. Music made to dance to, it made sense.
Harry and Blaise danced wildly as the beats pumped speedily through the huge subwoofers about 3 foot to the left of where the four were dancing. Blaise had his hands in the air, moving up and down slightly in time to the beats. His hips swaying left and right, his whole body moving in time to the music, when Blaise danced he pouted his lips and his eyes seemed to sear.
It made Harry just want to grab Blaise and do things he'd never ever of dreamed of doing before that day. The build-up came, and Blaise wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and ground his crotch against his, Harry pushed on to him. The build-up got faster and faster, resulting in harder, faster grinding, until they practically imitating having sex on the dance floor. Dean and Chris were moving their bodies in time to the music, Chris pushing against Dean's crotch, but they were watching Harry and Blaise too, quite a few others were as well. The build up finally climaxed just when Harry and Blaise simultaneously thought they wouldn't be able to take it much longer, Blaise spun Harry round, and Harry started to push against Blaise's groin. Blaise moaned, he was glad the music was so loud because it meant no-one else on the dance floor would've heard. But one person did… Harry- He had a lump of desire in his throat; his eyes were dark, filled with lust and passion. He pushed harder against Blaise's crotch, and Blaise put his hands onto Harry's waist pushing him against him harder. Harry could feel the blood rushing towards the south of his body just as there was a resounding beat and the song finished.
Blaise grabbed Harry's hands waved quickly to Dean and Chris,
"Toilets or upstairs?" Dean murmured into Chris' ear,
"They're going upstairs…" Chris guessed, "Fancy following?" He asked and winked at him, Dean smiled and took Chris' hand.
Harry and Blaise walked up the stairs. The bouncer opened the rope and let them in with a nod…
"Get some drinks" Blaise said, Harry went to the bar, ordered swiftly the sooner he got away from the light the better… His pants had a huge bulge in them, and he couldn't hide it that well.
Chris and Dean got to the table and squidged in opposite Blaise.
"We'll bring them over" The waitress said as Harry handed over the money and Harry walked swiftly to the booth Blaise had got them. The rest of the guys and a few more from earlier were sat there, Blaise hadn't noticed Harry walk over,
"Man, am I glad it's dark, I have a hard-on bigger than the empire state building"
"Blaise!" Said Colin, "As much as we all love your manly talk about your lovely gigantic cock," The guys laughed and rolled their eyes "there's a time and a place… And Harry just sat down"
Blaise's head whipped around, and he could feel himself blushing from head to toe. You could make out the bright emerald eyes of Harry's even in the dark.
"Hey" Harry said and winked,
"Man, Harry I'm so-"
"Save it" Harry said and placed a finger over Blaise's lips, and then replaced his fingers with a gentle kiss. The waitress came over and set down a tray of drinks,
"A couple more of those Cindy, please" Colin said,
"The whole trays?" She asked,
"Yeah, everyone likes apple shots right?" Everyone nodded around the table. Blaise and Harry had both had about 5 shots, what they were trying to achieve neither of them knew, maybe they thought the more they drank the less horny they'd get. There were two left, Harry and Blaise both picked it up, they clinked the shot cups together and then gulped them down.
"Make that three please, babydoll" He smiled and Cindy nodded, "36 shots coming up"
Harry felt the world spinning and was glad he was sat down, he sat and smiled. Blaise just sat staring at Harry. The two looked as thought they were almost frozen, just sat smiling.
The rest of the guys were chatting, the music was quieter up here, more like a background sound. The drinks had been brought over. They kept making jibes at Harry and Blaise, who laughed and brushed them away. Harry was still really horny but had calmed down a little.
Harry had an apple shot, and put his hand on Blaise's leg just above his knee, on the inside. Blaise tensed slightly, and Harry rubbed gently. Blaise was trying to join in with the conversation but was failing miserably. He looked at Harry and bit the side of his lip, Harry moved his hand further up his leg. Blaise bit his lip harder, nodding and shaking his head in accordance to the conversation…
"You're a bit quiet tonight Blaise."
"I know" He said, as Harry got to the top of his leg… Britney Spears- Boys had started playing, "Oh look Harry those people have vacated the next cubicle. He pushed Harry up and around into the cubicle without even waiting for the response, "Oh yeah" Said Blaise popping his head around, into the cubicle his friends were in, "No need to disturb us"
"Yes we did get the picture Blaise… Thank you very much" Said Jack,
Blaise stuck a thumb up and then went back around.
"I think someone is horny" Said Chris with a roll of his eyes, and told the guys the story of Blaise in the toilet earlier, and they started talking about embarrassing hard-ons.
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Blaise climbed onto Harry, his leg either side of Harry. His lips were on Harry's in a drunken embrace. He pushed his hips against Harry's in time to the beats. Harry groaned into the kiss. He felt himself become hard, Blaise felt it against him. He pulled away and smiled,
"Bi-curious eh?" He asked,
"Bisexual then" Harry said, and smiled. He pushed his erection against Blaise, and Blaise moaned. He had a pit of desire at the very bottom of his stomach. Blaise knew he couldn't rush this, if he scared Harry away he'd be fucked. Blaise licked Harry's bottom lip and Harry opened his mouths. Harry swirled his own tongue around Blaise's mouth, Blaise opened his mouth wider, and he could feel blood rushing south. Harry laughed into the kiss as he felt Blaise harden against him…
"Wanna go back?" Blaise asked, Harry nodded, and Blaise climbed off grabbed Harry's hand.
"We're off home" Blaise announced looking extremely pleased with himself,
"Ok, see ya later you two lovebirds" Said Colin, and everyone else said bye. Harry and Blaise took another two shots each. Blaise and Harry both put down two ten pound noted.
"Have a good night you lot" Said Blaise, Harry nodded,
"You guys too" Said Jack, grinning, "Mind you I don't doubt that"
They walked over to the red rope the bouncer opened it and they started down the stairs, Harry concentrated very hard on not swaying, walking straight and not tripping over anything. They got out of the club,
"We're off early Mag, sorry honey, bye-bye" Blaise said and waved the two exited the club,
"You off then Blaise?" Asked the bouncer,
"Yep with my new catch" he said and winked at the bouncer,
Blaise flagged down a taxi.
"Den Bank Drive" Blaise said once they got in. And the taxi set off.
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Well, there we go my lovelies, Review pleaaaaase!
Thanks,
P.C