Perfect Mistake

Chapter 11

Niall's POV: 

*Friday*

As I shifted, arms tightened around my waist and I turned in Harry's arms to look at his sleeping face. His curls were going in all different directions and he had a small smile on his face as he snored. He looked absolutely adorable. I pushed a lock of curls out of his eyes and he stirred.

 "Niall, baby, what are you doing?" He asked without opening his eyes, his morning voice sending chills throughout my body.

 "Watching you sleep." I said, trying to hold back a giggle.

 "That's a little creepy, love." He said and looked at me, a smile instantly appearing. I kissed him, cupping the side of his face.

 "I love you." I whispered against his lips.

 "I love you more." He whispered back and I just laughed, getting out of bed. "Nooo.. babe, come back." He whined.

 "Haz, we gotta get ready for classes." I said, pulling pants and a t-shirt on.

 "Fuck 'em." He mumbled.

"That's physically impossible, babe." I winked at him and went to look for a belt. I felt hands on my waist and something hard pressed against my bum as I stood up.

"It's getting hot in here..." Harry sang in my ear as he slipped my shirt over my head. "So take off all your clothes.." He finished, pushing my jeans to the floor. He spun me around, hands still on my hips.

"Come back to bed, baby." He said, his voice still raspy, as he gently rolled his hips against mine. I bit my lip, holding back a whimper and trying not to give in. "Please?" He said, kissing my neck. My head fell back, a small moan escaping my lips and I felt him smile against my skin. He bent his knees a little, his hands on the back of my thighs. "Jump." I did so, wrapping my legs around his waist as he carried my back to the bed. He laid me down, getting on top of me. He ran his hands all over me, kissing, licking and nipping at my neck.

"Fuck..." I moaned, feeling myself harden.

 "Well if you say so..." Harry smirked and crushed his lips back to mine, rolling his hips.

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   The clock on my dresser read 2pm. Harry had his arm slung across my stomach and my arm was under his head. I gently got out of bed, careful not to wake him. I pulled on some clothes and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to make it look decent. I grabbed my phone and left the dorm, heading to the deli to get lunch for us. I entered the deli and got in line, the whole time feeling as if someone was watching me. I glanced around but saw no one. There was a hand on my shoulder and I jumped, turning to see Louis.

 "Ohmygod.. I'm so sorry Lou." He shook his head.

"It's ok.. I should have said something." I smiled, moving up to order. I grabbed the food and Louis walked outside with me."Want a ride back?" He asked, pointing to his car. I shrugged.

 "Sure." As we walked closer to his car, I felt eyes once again burning into my back, but I didn't dare look until I was in the car. I glanced up from under my eyelashes and saw a guy leaning against the brick wall, smoking. A guy that looked a lot like Zayn.

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  "I don't know what to wear!" I groaned, standing in the middle of our room in only my boxers.

"Wear one of your tank tops. I love when you do." Harry said as he looked at me, laying on his stomach. I grabbed jeans and pulled them on, along with my white tank top that had a Celtic knot on it. As I pulled the shirt over my head, a thought popped into my head and it kinda worried me. I turned to look at Harry.

"Babe, I have a question..." He looked up at me. "Are you.. selling any, um.. drugs tonight?" I asked, playing with my fingers, feeling stupid to ask such a question. Harry smirked and shook his head, sitting up.

"Nope. I haven't heard from him since I told him what happened.. I ain't contacting him unless he contacts me." I nodded and walked over to him, kissing him. "Ready to go babe?" He asked.

"Yeah." We walked down the street to the house. When we walked up to the door, Harry grabbed my hand, sending a wink in my direction. As we entered the house, people looked at us and Harry squeezed my hand as if in reassurance, 'Tonight I'm Loving You' starting playing and Harry squeezed my hand again.

 "Dance with me, love?" He asked and before I could answer, he was already dragging me into the crowd of dancing bodies. He grabbed my hips and pulled me close to him, ignoring all the weird looks we were getting from people. He moved both his hips and mine to the beat, moaning in my ear. He pressed his forehead to mine and looked me in the eyes as we continued to grind against each other, loving every minute of it. We danced like that for a couple songs until sweat was dripping down the sides of our faces.

"Drink?" I suggested, pointing to the coolers. I grabbed a bottle for myself and gave one to Harry. As I put the bottle to my lips, someone caught my eye. Zayn was shoving his tongue down someone's throat. Wait, was that Liam? I felt my eyes widen and then Zayn looked up, his eyes instantly finding mine, and sent a wink at me. I shook my head, putting my bottle down.

 "Harry..."

 "Yeah baby?" He said, grabbing my hand.

"Zayn's here.. Can we go?" Harry glanced over his shoulder, seeing Zayn and Liam making out, and without another word, pulling me to the door.

 "He has to understand that you're mine now." He said playfully as he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer, and kissed my cheek.

 "I don't know why he's do-" I was cut off as Harry was pulled away from me and my arms were yanked behind my back.

"What the fuck?!" Harry yelled and I could hear a twinge of fear in his voice. He had two guys holding him and he looked at me, the fear in his eyes making my heart race.

"H-" I was about to speak but a guy came out of the alley and my eyes were glued on only one thing. His gun.