TWO WEEKS LATER…

Harry has moved back out of Mac's, thanks to Mac. Mac found a beautiful apartment in the city a week ago, nice and cheap because he saved the owners life once, and was able to get Harry moved in just two days ago. Since then Mac has been out of the country for work and Harry has been on the job hunt.

Harry's Apartment

As Harry walks into his building he stops by the mailboxes, opening his to find a couple of junk mail and magazines. As he turns around he accidentally bumps into someone, his mail falling to the ground.

"Oh! I'm sorry." The man says as he goes down to grab Harry's mail.

Harry watches as the man leans back up. The man is gorgeous. He is tall, has this soft looking brown hair, deep green eyes and is wearing an expensive looking suit.

"Oh, no, don't be sorry. It was my fault."

"Are you new here? I haven't seen you before." He hands him his mail.

"Yeah. I just moved in a few days ago. Apartment 506."

"612, nice to meet you." They shake hands.

"Nice to meet you too. It's good to finally meet someone here."

"Well, I'm happy to be your first."

"Well, you're my first other than my boyfriend." Something switches in the man's eyes, but Harry doesn't notice.

"Oh, how long have you guys been together?"

"Just a couple weeks, but we met over when I was living in England."

"Well if you are lonely and your boyfriend is busy I'm happy to show you around the city. I have friends all over the city so I can get you in anywhere you want."

"Thanks so much."

"Actually, if you aren't doing anything tonight my friend is throwing a party at this new club he's promoting."

"Well… I don't know…" Harry looks down at his mail.

"It's fine if you can't. I'm just being a friendly neighbor."

"Actually… sure." Harry blurts out, unable to take it back.

"Great! I'll come to your room to pick you up at nine."

"Great…" Harry doesn't know why he feels awkward and nervous.

"My name's Collin by the way."

"I'm Harry."

"Amazing name." Collin grabs his mail and turns around. "Btw, love that scar."

Harry is confused as Colling walks away.

EXACTLY 8 PM…

A knock on the door makes Harry jump. He, for no reason he can think of, looks into the mirror on the wall and checks his hair before walking to the door. Harry is shook at he sees Collin in the doorway wearing a suit like one he's only seen on TV before.

"Hey Harry."

"Hey. Nice suit."

"Thanks." Harry lets Collin in. "Is that what you're wearing?" Harry looks down at his jeans and t-shirt.

"Um…"

"It's fine. Let me see your closet."

"In the bedroom, first door to the left." Collin walks away and walks almost immediately back out of the room.

"Let's go to my place. I'm sure I can find you something." Harry smiles and follows Collin up to his room.

"Wow!" Harry almost shouts seeing Collin's decked out penthouse.

"Sorry about the mess." Collin walks into his bedroom.

"What mess?" Harry says under his breath.

"Here, try this on." Collin hands him a light blue dress shirt and dark blue jacket and trousers with a light blue pocket square.

"Thanks by the way," Harry says from the other side of the bedroom door.

"Oh, no problem. What else are friends for?"

Friends? Harry thinks about that. He hasn't had a friend since he left his friends over in England. But this felt good, like he was finally going to get to have a normal life while he was over here. Though he had Mac, he was gone a lot for work and he needs someone else to be around.

"How's this?" Harry steps out of the room with the suit on.

"Wow… just wow..."

"Thanks. Now we should really get going or we'll be late." Nolan just laughs at that as he opens the front door.

"The party started at eight. The later we are the better." Harry is confused but just goes with it as he follows Collin out.

TWO HOURS LATER…

Mac had made it home late from a mission and instead of going back home, he immediately goes to Harry's. All he wants to do is kiss Harry and cuddle in bed, falling asleep slowly and comfortably. When mac arrives he knocks on the door. He waits and knocks on the door again. He starts to get worried and texts Harry.

MAC: At ur place. You home?

HARRY: …

Mac watches as those little does move and move and move until they disappear.

MAC: ?

This time there aren't even dots. Mac runs his hands through his hair and just turns around to go home.