Camboy ☾stylan || s.u.

pregaming.

Roughly forty-five minutes later Niall and Harry emerged from the bedroom, fully dressed.

Harry was wearing his signature button up shirt, again with the fucking top buttons undone - literally one button buttoned - skinny jeans, and his brown boots (Niall had nagged him about how they don't match, but Harry just rolled his eyes and kissed Niall passionately, biting Niall's bottom lip as he pulled away to get the boots off of Niall's mind).

Niall wore the cutest panties under skin tight skinny jeans (they made his ass look delicious, Harry's words), a tight black v neck under a denim jacket.

When they entered the living room, liam was gone, instead a note was left in his place.

'I'm leaving because I can hear moans coming from the bathroom, just meet us at Lou's flat. -Payno'

"I guess we're going to Louis' flat." Harry shrugged as he read the note over Niall's shoulder.

Niall hummed in return before turning around and pressing a kiss to Harry's cheek.

"Well, I guess we should leave if we don't want Lou to ditch us." Niall began walking towards the door, without looking back. He squeaked softly once he felt strong arms pulling him back into his embrace.

"Or, or, or, we could stay here, watch Netflix, and chill." Harry winked, implying that they just ditch netflix and fuck.

"Babe, not right now, let's just go out with Louis and Liam. Hell, we'll probably end up here fucking anyway. I mean we probably won't remember what happened tonight, but I'm planning on getting shitfaced." He detached himself from his boyfriend, heading toward the door again.

"Fine, but tomorrow, I get to choose what we're doing." Harry spoke as he followed Niall, letting him lock the door behind them.

"No can do, I've got classes all day tomorrow and after that mum is making me come visit her since Greg is back in town for a few days." Niall smirked behind him at Harry.

"Well does that mean I finally get to meet your mum tomorrow? I mean I'm pretty sure she'd want to know who's the guy that's marking up her good little boy."

"Well her 'good little boy' isn't so good or little anymore, but yeah, I was going to tell you tomorrow." They hopped on the surprisingly crowded elevator.

Somehow harry was pressed up against Niall's back and ass, next thing Niall knew Harry was whispering in his ear.

"You may not be her good little boy anymore, that's because you're my naughty little boy." Niall shivered noticeably, which made Harry smirk, and maybe Harry pressed a kiss on one of the many hickeys littering Niall's neck, unsuccessfully covered up by the denim jacket he was wearing.

Soon enough they were getting off the elevator, going to the entrance and going outside.

A quick ten minute walk and they were walking up to Louis' and Liam's shared flat, okay maybe it was a little longer than ten minutes and maybe that's because Harry couldn't keep his fucking hands off of Niall's ass. But hey, at least they're dating.

"Fucking finally, you twats." Louis said with a laugh when he opened the door and pulled Niall in, who in return pulled Harry in.

"Sorry, Louis, we kinda got preoccupied." Niall giggled when Harry winked and pulled Niall into his chest.

"Okay, TMI." Louis spoke with an eye roll.

"Well at least you didn't have to hear it happen, or hell, see it!" Liam spoke from the kitchen, carrying two shots in his hands.

"Pregaming, Lou insisted." he shrugged as he handed the small glasses to both Harry and Niall.

"Tonight is going to be amazing." Louis spoke as he walked to the kitchen, pouring himself and Liam a shot.

"It better be." Harry mumbled before Louis returned, it earned him a soft slow to the stomach from Niall.

Louis returned and handed Liam a shot. The four did a quick "cheers" before downing the shots.

Tonight was definitely going to be amazing.

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