The Sincerity Game

5:Sleeping Arrangements

JADE'S POV

"If I'm sleeping here, where will I sleep, since this is a two bed?" I smiled happy that I might leave.

"Your sleeping with me," Harry smirked. Stop smirking! Ugh!

"As if!" I scoffed. 

"Then where are you going to sleep?" Harry asked.

"The couch!" I answered, it was rough and springy and I knew I wouldn't enjoy the night's sleep.

"Yeah right," Harry said sarcastically.

"Then I'm sleeping with Niall," I finally said.

"Hell no!" Harry whined.

"Well guess what? I am or else I'm leaving!" I threatened.

Harry gritted his teeth.

"Fine you bitch," He snapped but there was still a bit of humor in it.

I walked into Niall's room, he was watching football.

"Oh hi, Niall, do you mind if I sleep with you?" I asked awkwardly then his eyes grew wind. Oh he misunderstood.

"No I don't mean like.." I trailed of thinking of a formal word.

"You don't mean by fuck?" He asked.

"Uh no, I'm just staying here for the night," I muttered.

"Oh ok, I must warn you I sleep naked!" He said. I laughed though he looked very serious.

"You sleep naked?" I asked shocked.

"What? I just like being..loose," He muttered turning red.

"I don't mind, I'd rather sleep with your dick in my ass then with Harry!" I stated climbing in, his eyes extended.

The bed was warm enough and cosy so I didn't have a problem. Niall began taking off his clothes and signalled me to turn around.

I soon felt the bed deepen.

Harry bursted in.

"Niall and dont you fucking touch her," Harry ordered.

"Ok, ok." Niall answered. "Well maybe."

"I'm not fucking playing you bastard!" Harry looked so serious it scared me.

"Ok man, I won't touch her, gosh its not her fault that shes sexy," Niall smirked. Harry turned red and I did too.

"YOU BETTER STOP IT!" Harry shouted.

"Look Harry I won't touch him, he won't touch me! Why do you care, anyway?" I assured him.

"Because..Because...I don't fucking know!" Harry swore and stormed out.

"Wow is he normally like this?" I sighed.

"No," Niall replied.

I laid staright, staring into Niall's eyes.

He was so damn cute.

He shifted closer and felt for my hand.

"Who cares what Harry says?" He smiled reassuringly.

"If you want to die, then fine by me," I grin.

He slowly leaned in. It was magical. Even though we just met, I felt like I've known him forever.

"Niall," I moaned as he sucked my neck dry.

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I felt a pillow land on me. My eyes opened slightly.

"Wake up sleepy head," Harry chirped.

"I hate you still," I yawned, clutching my pillow.

"That's because you want me," He repeated smirking. "Did Niall touch you?"

I hesitated, letting last night flow through my mind.

"Your thinking! He did touch you! I'm gonna fucking kill him!" Harry barked.

"No- no he didn't," I lied. "I'm going home, thank you very much!"

"Why? Can't you just stay?" Harry mumbled as his hand slithered in my jeans.

"Get the fuck away from me!" I shout and stormed out.

"Hey Jade," Niall greeted.

"Uh hi, I've need to go, bye." I said as I left the building.

I had to get to the dance studio. Like quick.

Lets hope paps aren't there, I couldn't be seen like this. It would be a disgrace!

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