Imagines

Narry Imagine

Narry imagine

"Grace!" My boyfriend Niall called from behind me.

Grabbing the clothes I planned to wear for tonight's event, I turned to face him, a smile spreading across his face when he realized I held his favourite red dress of mine.

"I want you to wear some of this." He held up a bottle of 'Our Moment', tonight was the grand un-veiling.

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Once we arrived, I took my seat at the large circular table, between Niall, and Harry.

"You look wonderful." Harry's raspy voice whispered into my ear, a hand on my right thigh under the table, gradually creeping higher, sending chills through my body.

Without Niall's knowledge, I'd secretly been seeing Harry, he was spontaneous and sexy, whereas Niall was a gentleman and sweet. This way, I got the best of both worlds.

"I'm going to go around and talk to some people, Niall you wanna come?" Zayn asked.

He answered with a nod, planting a passionate kiss on my lips, and then left.

Immediately Harry turned to me, placing intimate kisses along my neck, finding my sweet spot instantly.

"You haven't told him yet have you?" Harry asked between kisses.

Liam and Louis looking on, from the opposite end of the table, not new to the situation.

"I will, I'll tell him tonight." I said, trying to evade any further arguments. Truthfully I loved them both, and didn't want to have to decide, although I knew Niall would be the right choice.

Only a few moments passed until Niall returned, greeting me with a kiss, which quickly escalated.

"I love you so much." He mumbled into my ear attempting to catch his breath.

"Ugh, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll leave you kids alone." Harry was clearly disgusted.

Only seconds passed after his departure until I received a text; "meet me in the men's room ;) xx -H"

"I'm going to freshen up." I told Niall, giving him a wink as I set of for the bathrooms.

"What took you so long?" Harry demanded.

I simply shrugged, it was a valid answer to him, as he forcefully brought his lips to mine, reaching down to grip my thighs with his large hand to lift me on to the sink countertop. Pressing his body close to mine. I gripped his curls in my hand, releasing a pleasurable moan from his lips. He slipped his hand up my dress, just as the door swung open.

"Hey Hazz." An Irish voice chuckled, from the adjacent urinals, not noticing who was with him. He came to the sink to wash his hands, face immediately turning pale.

"HOW COULD YOU?" He barked at Harry, who shrugged in reply. He looked to me, distraught, heart broken, tears swelling in his eyes.

"I loved you Grace." He whispered, reaching into his pocket, and throwing a red velvet box in to the counter top, and rushing out of the rest room.

I reached over grabbing the small box, only to reveal a diamond ring.

"I loved you too Niall." I whispered back, except it was too late. He was gone forever.