Girly Clothes (Narry Storan)

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

*Author's P.O.V*

"That's my friends!" Liam yells, cupping his hands around his mouth.

"Get it guys!" Louis shouts, recording them horribly as he tries to drink his beer.

Harry has some really talented hips is what Niall finds out. The way they move against him as if he is the paper and Harry is the pen. The words that they created are magical. He can definitely see why guys want to get behind him. He can see guys looking at them wanting to be in his position, which makes him wrap one of his arms around Harry's waist to come off as his boyfriend. He is very protective of his friend because people are cruel and he is really sensitive. His mind can't last on that for long as Harry presses into him a little harder. He forces his mind to ignore the fact that his ass is bumping into his dick a lot.

They dance with each other for five songs. Those three songs really got Harry moving his hips. It was almost as if the dj wanted them to dance like this with each other. Their bodies press close to each other like a fly in a fly trap. Their breaths mingle together with their sweat doing the same. Like roses following the wind, they move as one. The music controls them more than the alcohol does. On the sixth song they face each other, Harry has his head resting against Niall's chest, who still is holdling onto his waist. They were a bit tired so they are glad that a slow song is playing.

"I didn't know you can dance like that." Harry states, which causes his head to shake from the chest rumbling due to laughter.

"I was signed up for dance camp from 7 to 17 so I have some moves that you haven't even seen yet." Niall says, tucking the curly hair behind his ear.

"You gotta show me." Harry pleads, taking hold of his shoulders then shaking him gently.

"Nah. I haven't danced professionally in a long time." Niall replies about to pull away but he is grip tightly.

"It doesn't have to be perfect. Just show me something." Harry responds, giving him puppy dog eyes.

His line of vision suddenly goes from the strong chest in front of him to the ceiling. His arms wrap tightly around the blonde's neck. It takes him some time to realize that his body is being dip. It feels as though his heart wants to climb up his throat and attach itself to Niall the moment he sees his face. The flips in his stomach has him wondering if it's the alcohol trying to come back up or his butterflies breaking from their cocoon. It only increases more when the blonde winks at him while smirking. This situation seem to sober him up at a little bit but not in a bad way.

He is lift up causing some of his hair to get in his face. He is more aware now of Niall's hand that is on his lower back with it slightly touching his butt. His other hand rests on his side under his shirt. Their crotches are press together as they start to move side to side with each other. This moment feels like something out of a movie as people start to clap and cheer them on. That causes Niall to feel really confident so he twirls Harry around a few times before he pulls him close again. That gets a few people to whistle loudly. The song ends with Niall crouching down on one knee with the curly hair male sitting on his knee.

"That definitely wasn't unprofessional." Harry states as Niall and him stand up again.

"I mean that wasn't anything special. You said a little something so I did that." Niall responds not really seeing the big deal.

"That's what you call nothing special?" Harry asks, receiving a nod."Then you got to show me the special stuff."

"Maybe another time. I need to stretch before I do those other things." Niall answers, stretching his arms and neck.

"I'm still surprise. You're really fucking talented. Why the hell aren't you a professional dancer?" Harry says, grabbing a nearby nakpin and wiping his sweat away.

"Thank you but I was never really interested in going professional. I did win a few competitions though. It was just a hobby." Niall replies, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"I'm jealous to be honest." Harry states, throwing his napkin away.

"You shouldn't be. Your hips are something dangerous. Maybe you're the professional one here." Niall says, causing him to roll his eyes.

"Oh hush. Now that was nothing. Anyone can do that with their eyes close." Harry tries to reassure while shrugging his shoulders.

"I'm serious. I wanted to put you over my shoulder and take you home because you got so many looks. All these people just want to hit it and quit it and that's definitely not about to happen on my watch." Niall explains, pulling his hand out of his pocket to smack Harry's ass then pinch it.

His hand is smack away right after, which makes him laugh loudly. His eyes lock on to his friend's shock face that is slowly turning red. He nods his head to the bathroom then makes his way to it. Meanwhile, Harry has his hand on his butt as he slowly rubs it. His eyes are focus forward as he tries to wrap his mind around this entire night. The blonde never really smack his ass. He would mostly kick it figuratively and literally. None of the other guys ever smack his ass either. It didn't make him feel uncomfortable. Far from it. He actually enjoyed quite a lot. He enjoyed it so much it got a reaction out of his dick.

"I didn't hurt you did I?" Niall questions once he makes his way back to his friend, who is still in his same position.

"Oh no. I was just thinking about how I was going to get you back from doing that." Harry answers quickly, shoving him hard but it doesn't effect the blonde a lot.

"Poor Harry. Always getting manhandle." Niall says as he quickly grabs one of his arms and put it behind his back then bending him over a bit.

"God I got to train myself so I can stop ending up like this." Harry whispers to himself while trying to break free.

"Hey no fucking on the dance floor!" Veronica screams from the bar as she playfully glares at them.

"That was to teach you a lesson that you can't ever get revenge on me." Niall informs while smirking at his boss before letting the younger male go.

"I hate you with a burning passion." Harry states, rubbing his stinging shoulder.

"No you don't now dance with me again." Niall replies, putting out his hand with a bow.

"Why should I?" Harry asks, crossing his arms over his chest while poking out his hip.

"Because I don't want other creepy dudes to try and dance with you." Niall responds, glaring at the dudes that are making their way to him.

"I'm only doing this because you're a great dancer." Harry says before taking his hand.

"That a boy." Niall states with a smile before lifting him up in the air, causing him to scream.
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This story is going to go really slow by the way. Thoughts??? Predictions???

Bye.