One Direction (sexual) imagines +open+

I hurt the one I love. Narry/Niam.

Harry lent in wanting to clear the paper thin gap between us.

"H-Harry..." I trailed off.

"Shuddup and kiss me." His lips crushed onto mine and his hands immediatly found their way to my hair. I sat their shocked.

"Um, wer- woah." Liam was stood at the door. My boyfriend was stood at the door while I was in the middle of kissing his bestfriend. That is woah. Aswell as a what dá fauq? I'm supposed to be the shy inosent one not the gay one that goes around kissing people...

"Hi?" I broke the awkward silence Liam was in tears now at the door staring at me. I didn't know I was crying untill I felt Liam brush them away.

"Why Niall?" He let out a hurt sob wich pulled at my heart as the pang with guilt hit me.

I hurt the one I love.

And now he hates me.

"I love you." He got up and dashed. Harry looked as sorry as me. I need to get back my LiLiboo.

K gonna do part two (Imma poet) should I make it a sexual one or no? comment! xx bye lovies xx

-Annonymus

-depression_hurts