Niall fakes a smile and thanks the interviewer before he storms off leaving Harry behind confused. He reaches the dressing room and starts stuffing all his belongings in his small duffle bag. He was annoyed, annoyed at the interviewer who thought it was okay to be so touchy and flirty with Harry. He tried to brush it off but when she leaned in and kissed the corner of Harry's lips he had lost his chill and refused to answer any of her questions. Thankfully, it went unnoticed because all the attention was on Harry.
"Ni, what's wrong love?" Harry shuts the door behind him.
"Absolutely nothing." He mumbles avoiding his eyes.
"Baby," He walks over to him and gently turns him around. "You weren't being yourself."
"She annoyed me." Niall felt stupid for even feeling jealous, he shouldn't feel that way. "Sorry."
"Why are you apologizing? She was a bit too much, made me feel a bit uncomfortable if I'm being honest." He wraps his arms around his waist and hugs him tightly.
"Why didn't you tell her anything, pet?" He removes Harry's arms to go back to packing his things.
"I can't really tell her off on camera, now can I?" Harry reaches to hold him again but a knock on the door stops him. He sighs and goes to open the door, he was surprised to see Alice, the interviewer, standing there with a smile on her face. "Oh, hi Alice." He keeps the door slightly open, he didn't want her to look inside the room.
"Can I come in?" She smirks.
"I'm naked." Niall yells in annoyance, he was obviously lying but she didn't need to know that.
"Well, just wanted to invite you for a drink. It is your last interview until you go on the road." She bites down on her lip when she sees Harry staring intently at her.
"Niall and I are really tired, we rather head back and rest." Harry politely declines.
"I can meet you at the hotel," Alice bats her eyelashes.
"That's very kind of you to offer, but—"
"No." Niall snaps. "We're not going anywhere." He takes a hold of Harry's hand and pushes the door open, he gives her a glare and pulls Harry away.
"The invitation was only for Harry." She says after them.
"He still said no, love." He smiles and keeps walking, feeling himself relax once they step into the car.
"That was hot." Harry whispers into his ear, his lips grazing against it.
Niall sucks in a breath when he feels Harry's lips press against his neck. He glances at the driver and Basil then back at Harry, he presses his palm against Harry's crotch palming it then removing it quickly.
"Naughty." He chuckles, wishing the driver would hit the pedal so they could get faster to the hotel. He doesn't. And unfortunately they get stuck in traffic, he was slowly starting to lose his control. He opens the window trying to cool down a bit. But dirty thoughts kept running through his mind.
"So much traffic, huh?" Niall asks the driver who nodded.
"Do you want to stop somewhere to eat?" Basil looks over at them from the front seat.
"No." Harry groans. "We'll order food at the hotel."
Niall brushes his hand against Harry's crotch again, giggling when Harry lets out a loud moan. "What's wrong, Harry?" He smiles innocently.
"You fucking tease." He whispers. "Nothing, just tired." He says louder blushing when Basil raises his brow at him.
"Behave boys." Basil looked between them, he wasn't stupid. He knew there was something going on between the two, it was obvious to him. "We'll be there in twenty minutes."
"I'm always a good boy." Niall pouts.
"Fuck," Harry sticks his head out to breathe in some fresh air. If it weren't for the driver and Basil he would've fucked Niall right then and there.
"Oh boy." The older man sighs. It's going to be a long ride.
Harry jumps out of the car and runs into the hotel, he waves at the few fans. He felt bad for not stopping but he had a raging hard on that needed to be taken care of. He adjusted himself as he waited for the lift. He glances to the man that was also waiting for the lift, he taps his foot impatiently. Once the doors opens he steps inside, whinnying when Niall steps inside as well with a smirk on his face. He looks away from the small brunette and instead focuses on the wall. He feels pressure on his hardened member, he snaps his gaze downwards and sees Niall's hand on him, he looked around the lift and was relieved when no one noticed. He pushes Niall out of the lift as soon as the doors open.
"What's the rush?" Niall follows the tall lad.
"You're a fucking tease." Harry unlocks the door and as soon as they step inside he had Niall pressed against the wall. "You're going to drive me mad."
Niall tuts and pushes him away, he walks away leaving a frustrated Harry behind. He sits on the bed and starts to slowly remove his vans. He chuckles at Harry's glare. "Something wrong?" He pulls off the shirt he had on and starts to unbuckle the belt.
"Yes, and I'm pretty sure you can clearly see." He starts to palm himself through his trousers. "Shit."
"I don't see it." Niall pulls down his jeans to get comfortable in bed. He lets out a squeak when Harry jumps on him and pins him down.
"Stop messing around." Harry grinded on him, he starts to kiss down his neck. He sits up to unbutton his shirt throwing it to the side, he gets off of him and removes the rest of his clothes leaving him only in his tight black briefs. He goes back to be on top of Niall. "You want me and I want you baby."
"How are you so sure that I want you?" He giggles when he hears Harry growl but then gasps when he feels a sting on his hipbone.
"You deserved that." He goes to pull back the waistline of Niall's briefs and lets it go once again making it snap back. "And that one too."
"You shit." Niall slaps his bum harshly.
"Kinky." Harry leans up to kiss him, his tongue slipping into his mouth. He rubbed his crotch to Niall's, his hand roaming down to his thigh. He parts away from him to try and catch his breath, he pants softly against Niall's neck. He starts to pull down his briefs, soon enough they're both naked and kissing messily.
"Here." He reaches for Harry's hand, he keeps eye contact whilst he sucked on his slim fingers. He loved the cold rings pressed to his tongue and the roof of his mouth, it turned him on even more. He pulls them out of his mouth and leads them down to his bum.
"Hang on." Harry sits back only to reach for a pillow and gently placing it under Niall's lower back. "Relax, yeah?" He parts his legs and slowly pushes one of his fingers in.
"Oh my god." Niall breathes out.
After making sure Niall was prepped enough Harry pulls his fingers out and starts to lube himself with his own spit. He wished they had brought lube, he didn't want hurt Niall. When he lines himself up to Niall's entrance, he stops. "Ni?" He presses his forehead to Niall's.
"It's okay," He gives him a smile, tangling his fingers to Harry's curls pulling him down to kiss him. He feels him push in, he whimpers in pain tugging on his hair just slightly.
Harry cusses under his breath as he felt the tightness around him. When he hears Niall's soft moans he starts to slowly thrust into him while he kept the kiss going. He grips Niall's waist keeping him pinned down. "Niall," He grunts.
"Ha—" Niall gets cut off by his phone, he reaches for it. "H-Hang on.. it's... it's Lewis." He looks at the caller id.
"What?" Harry was gobsmacked when Niall answers the call mid thrust.
"H-hey!" He harshly bites down on his lip. "Capaldi!"
"What's going on?"
"Just finished an interview— oh fuck." Niall muffles his moans with his arm.
"You alright there buddy? You sound like you're getting railed."
"N-no, I just got back from the gym.." He pants out.
"Trying to get fit ey? I should probably do that but I'd rather not waste my time."
"Oh my god." Niall loses it when Harry thrusts in a different angle hitting his spot. "Haz—"
"Niall," Harry moans.
"What was that?"
"Eh.. I'll call y-you back." He doesn't wait for him to say anything, he hangs up and throws his phone to the side. "Shit, shit."
Harry smirks at Niall's loud moans, thrusting harder he takes Niall in his hand and he started to stroke him up and down. He lightly sucked on his collarbone, as he feels like he was getting closer. "You feel so damn good."
"I'm.." Niall releases all over Harry's hand, he wraps his legs around Harry's waist pushing him closer. And with one last thrust he feels Harry release inside of him, they both ride their highs and soon enough they're laying next to each other out of breath.
"You should get jealous more often, it's hot." Harry teases Niall.
"Oh shut up." He rolls his eyes but a smile appears on his face. He turns on his side to spoon Harry from behind. "Basil saw your erection."
"It's your fucking fault." He feels his cheeks heat up.
"You're cute." Niall presses a few kisses on his shoulder blade.
"Hey! I'm the little spoon!" Harry turns his face to look at Niall. "And you're the big spoon!"
"We fit!" He says in a high pitch voice.
They both start laughing loudly at that, fallen silent afterwards and just enjoying each other's presence.
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"Boyos!!" Louis exclaims as soon as he sees Niall and Harry walking into his home. "Missed you." He smiles.
"Heard you cried yourself to sleep because you either missed us or Eleanor." Niall smirks. "But we all know here that you missed us. Specifically me."
"Oh yeah, I couldn't take it anymore." He rolls his eyes. "You're an idiot," He couldn't help but notice the small mark on Niall's collarbone.
"Are you ready for tour?" Liam asks them.
"I am, excited and just a tad nervous." Niall quickly makes his way to Zayn, sitting beside him and giving him a side hug. "You alright?"
"Yeah, I am." Zayn pulls him closer.
Harry sits across from Niall and Zayn, with a small pout on his lips. He couldn't takes his eyes off of them and he goes to say something but Louis slaps him. "What the fuck?" He rubs his cheek.
"You shit, you haven't even said that you've missed us." He shoots him a glare.
"I— seriously?!" He rubs his arm when he punches his arm. "Fuck off."
"You're so violent Louis, stop hitting him." Liam scolds him.
"I'm only messing with him," Louis was takes aback when Niall walks over to them and squeezes himself between him and Harry. "Niall, go back to your crush."
"You're being a prick." Niall glares and glances over at Harry. "Does it still hurt?" He reaches over to cup his face, he rubs his cheek with his thumb.
"He's such a baby." Louis sighs, he did feel bad for hitting him.
"And you're a fucking—"
"I'm okay." Harry interrupts Niall, he understood why Louis did it, he kind of needed it. He was starting to get jealous of Zayn and needed to snap out of it. "I need to go wee."
"I'll take you." Louis sighs. "The least I can do."
"I understand why you did it," Harry says once they were away from the others.
"You need to control that jealousy of yours, you fuck up once and he's going to be Zayn's." He says. "Right now, he wants you. I mean, did you see how defensive he became when he saw I hurt you?"
Harry blushes, Niall was great at making him feel special. We're special friends.
"You didn't need to mark him up, Zayn isn't going to try and get with him. So calm a bit, yeah? If the media saw that, they would be making up so many crazy stories and I doubt Niall wants that."
"Zayn already tried." Harry says glaring at Louis.
"No he hasn't, what are you on about?" Louis furrows his brows.
"When he had a panic attack he got handsy with him and gave him a bloody hickey." He starts getting angry at that again.
"Why didn't Niall say anything?— Never mind, he wouldn't. He's Niall. He's too damn nice for his own good." He shakes his head. "I'll have to talk to that fucker, he can't take advantage of Niall's kindness. Why did you two decide on wanting Niall? Why?! There's so many people around the world and you dumb fucks decide you want Niall."
"Niall has always been mine." Harry runs his hand through his hair.
"Actually, he was never yours. Not officially anyway."
"We were boyfriends." He gives him an annoyed look.
"Yeah, but no one knew about it." Louis sighs loudly. "Just please don't hurt him, that's all I'm asking. And I'm sorry for hitting you."
Harry only nods at that and steps into the bathroom, he looks into the mirror and touches his reddened cheek. Louis meant well, and he knew that but he couldn't help but dislike him for being so harsh. He wished things weren't so complicated. He wished he could show Niall off to the world as his boyfriend. Maybe rub it in Zayn's face. He just wanted to call Niall his without worrying about what might happen in the future. I really don't want to lose him... especially not to Zayn.
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