So this is a fanfic, and it involves punk Niall and punk Harry.
It has mature content.
MAKE SURE that you’re thinking of punk Niall. It makes this fanfic 100x better.
Ok. Here we go.
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. DON’T LIKE, DON’T READ.
If you want to keep your sanity, stop reading now.
“Lexi, can come help me in the backroom? A couple of boxes fell from the top shelf and theres stuff everywhere,” yells Niall, my co-worker.
“Coming Ni!” I reply, ringing up my last customer. As I walk to the backroom, I pass a smirking Harry, my other co-worker, and he walks off chuckling.
I wonder what’s gotten into him.
Now I work at Hot Topic. It’s actually a pretty cool place to work. The music is kick-ass, the band merchandise is always great, and I get paid pretty decently. But that isn’t the best part.
I get to be 5 feet away from the two hottest guys in my town for 10 hours straight.
I’ve known Niall and Harry since elementary school. They’ve been bestfriends as long as I could remember. In highschool, something changed, and they both turned out to be hard-core studs, sneaking out late and drinking, and getting tattoos on the little space they already had on their arms.
And I, for one, loved every second of it.
Neither of them know I like both of them, but hey, I’d rather keep it on the down low anyway. Rumors fly quickly in this town and I don’t want to be known as the slutty girl who can’t choose between two boys.
No. I’d rather not go down that path.
As I walk into the backroom, I’m welcomed by the view of Niall’s calvin klein boxer briefs poking out of the top of his jeans. God, that tank top is working wonders for his biceps right now. His dark brown and blond hair is spiked up in its usual way, and as I walk around to his front I notice he’s sucking on his lip ring, picking up belts and shoving them into the box beside him.
A warm tingle runs through my body and I shiver. Control yourself, Lex.
I bend down and start picking up belts, making small talk about today’s business with Niall, until he says something that makes me blush.
“You know,” Niall chuckles, and says, “it’s funny, ever since we hired you, customers have been flooding in. I think it’s because you’re hot.” He winks at me and gives me a cheeky grin.
If I was blushing before, now I was red, and I nervously chuckle, giving a rushed “That can’t be it” while I turn around and try to restart my heart. Control yourself. Jesus, it’s just a compliment. RELAX.
I feel him stand up behind me and walk over to where I am, still wearing that stupid and adorable smirk of his. “Are you alright, babe?” He asks. “Never better,” I say, and we start picking up the rest of the belts. As I pick up the last one, we reach at the same time and our hands touch. I meet his gaze and jerk my hand away. What I didn’t expect was what happened next.
Niall grabbed my hand, pulled me up and pinned me against the wall. I stare bug eyed at him while his other arm grabs my other wrist and he pins both of them above my head, giving me no leverage. At. All.
What. The. Fuck. Is. Going. On.
“You know,” he whispers, coming closer to my ear, “Harry and I have been thinking..” I can feel hit hot breath tickle my ear, and his voice drops low into a throaty sound as he says, “…it really isn’t fair of you to tease us the way you are.” Niall chuckles, and pulls his head back, still holding my wrists.
“Wh-what do you mean?” I say, and I try to control my accelerated breathing. Jesus, I sound ridiculous.
He lets go of my wrist with on hand, and slides it down the length of my body, curving it around the back of my thigh and squeezing it hard. I gasp and another rush of heat floods though my body.
“Like these teeny shorts,” he chuckles, “Poor Harry had to stay behind the counter all day, if you know what I mean…”
Wait, what??
I have that effect on Harry???
He lets go of both of my wrists and reaches down wrap his arm around my waist. Que rapid heart rate.
As if reading my mind, he says “It’s a problem for me too…why do you think I knocked over these boxes?” He winks at me as I put the pieces together, and out of nowhere, what I lest expected happens.
He kisses me.
Niall’s lips hungrily attack mine, and after a couple of seconds, I react and kiss him back. All I feel are his soft, warm lips, and I tug on his lip ring gently, making him moan.
Niall fucking Horan just moaned. Because of me. God, I want to hear that again.
Niall picks me up and slams me against the wall again, closing whatever little space we had left. I pull away, gasping for air, and he nips at my neck, sucking on the sweet spot below my ear as I pull the hair at the nape of his neck.
Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, I feel his hips roll up against mine, giving me a light headed feeling of pleasure and I moan.
I push up against him harder, and Niall moans again.
“Fuckk, do that again,” he growls, and I push against him harder, desperately trying to create friction between our hips.
Niall reaches down between us and I feel his fingers tug gently at the ends of my t-shirt. He looks into my eyes, as if asking for permission, and I recah down to his hands and bring my shirt up, revealing my black lacy bra.
I let my legs drop and reach for his shirt too, and in a second he back to kissing me all over my face, my chest, the sweels of my breast, and I feel his perfectly sculpted chest. Niall places a chaste kiss on my lips before lowering his hands to the band of my jeans. Slowly, he unbuttons them and pulls them down, leaving me in only my underwear, and soon afer he does the same to himself, and he standsback.
We stand there listening to our heavy breathing, only in our underwear, staring at each other out for what seems like ages. Slowly, I reached back for the clasp of my bra and let it go. When it hits the ground, I hear Niall gasp and his eyes burn with lust and adoration. He grabs my hand and pulls me down to the ground with him. We lay down, kissing and feeling our half naked bodies touch and Niall’s lips slowly make their way down the the band of my underwear.
Now I’m REALLY breathing heavily.
Niall looks up at me, smirks that sexy grin of his and growls, “How bad do you want it, Lex?”
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OKAY GUYS. SO, let me know if you liked it, message me if you want to hear what happens next. This is my first time doing this sort of thing, so any feedback I will gladly take! Reblogging and liking help alot! And if y’all actually liked it, I can promise you PUNK HARRY comes up in the next addition! ♥ xx
