DADDY'S LITLLE ANGEL // NARRY AU

Chapter 37// Deny me

AN: I updated on time, halleluia. Also,  I posted a chapter to a new story and I'll start another smut story soon. 

'What the fuck?' was the only thing that came to Niall's mind.

It couldn't be true. It couldn't be.

'Are you kidding me?' he asked Harry, even though he already knew the answer to that question. Of course not. Why would anyone make jokes about something like that?

'You know I'm not, Niall,' Harry sighed, sitting down. He obviously needed some air, possibly even silence, but Niall really didn't know how to give him that.

'But... How? When?' Niall asked, throwing his hands in the air. Why did everything have to go wrong in his life? He should never have gone to college, that's what started this all anyways.

Education. It's good for nothing.

'I don't know, Niall. I don't know anything anymore.'

Harry just sat there, staring at the white wall in front of him, as if it would give him all the answers they both needed.

'How can you just sit there?' Niall asked, his voice rising. He couldn't help it, he was just upset. It clearly wasn't the right moment to pick a fight with Harry, but he didn't really give a fuck, to be honest. He needed answers, and he was going to get them, with or without Harry's help.

'How can you just sit there and do nothing? How can you pretend like everything's fine, when it clearly isn't?' Niall shouted, desperate for more information.

They were about to fuck merely minutes ago. How did everything go so wrong that they ended up like this?

Harry got up from the couch, walking over to Niall as slowly as possible.

'What the fuck did you just say?'

No swearing, Niall wanted to say, but it didn't really seem like the right moment to say that.

'I'm not doing nothing, Niall. They told me to wait, they told me to go to the police station tomorrow. I'm doing just that, so don't you dare tell me that I'm not doing anything.'

Damn. Chill, man.

'Calm down, for fuck's sake,' Niall said, trying to push Harry off him. That didn't work, of course, since Harry was way stronger than he was.

Great idea, Niall. Great idea.

Harry looked him in the eyes, obviously contemplating if killing Niall was the right thing to do. He was so infuriated with the blonde boy, but he didn't know what to do.

So he did something Niall hadn't seen coming at all.

He kissed the boy.

You couldn't really call it kissing to be honest, it was more 'crashing my lips down upon yours' kind of thing. What the fuck? When the hell did that happen?

They were fighting, and the next moment Harry kisses him?

Niall wasn't complaining, though.

Harry bit down upon Niall's lips harshly, placing his huge hands on the other boy's hips, slowly caressing the skin. It was such a contradiction, the harsh kissing and the soft movement of his hands, but it was a huge turn on.

Damn, that boy. Why does he get everyone excited?

He started kissing down Niall's neck, biting the skin and leaving red and purple bruises everywhere he went. Niall knew they would be purple the next day, Harry was biting hard enough to leave noticeable marks. He'd have to hide them, wear some shirt or something again.