Taken and Torn [Niam/Narry/Nouis/Ziall]

Chapter 7: Sexy BooBear

I noticed that Louis is the only one left that didn't have some naughty dirty time with our little Nialler. So...well, you get the hint. ;)

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Louis' P.O.V 

"Mmmmhhmmm" my little leprechaun groaned. I was basically waiting for Niall to wake up for about an hour now. His snores were highly audible inside the room to which I find rather attractive.

Niall's eyes started to open slowly, revealing those beautiful blue orbs. "G'morning beautiful." I greeted him. 

"Good Morning, Boo Bear!" he replied, his voice still husky. I pecked his forehead to which he moaned. I mean, don't get me wrong but that was a definite turn-on.

"Sooo, what's for breakfast?" he asked raising his eyebrows.

I chuckled, "I don't know. I mean, Harry's off to somewhere so he can't cook breakfast for today. Zayn and Liam went to the mall. They said they wanna buy you something."

"Buy me something? What something is that?" he asked quirking his eyebrows to which I find unbearably cute if that's even possible.

"I don't know. I tried to ask them but they said it's a surprise. I didn't bother bribing them to tell me so...yeah." I answered with a shrug.

I picked the remote from the bedside table and turned the T.V. on. I scanned through several channels trying to find something entertaining. I stopped in Balls. I was about to turn the volume up when Niall snatched the remote away from me and turned the channel to StarWorld where Masterchef was on.

"Hey! You little remote-snatcher!" I yelled. I tried to reach for the remote but Niall stretched his hand to the opposite side of the bed.

"No! I want to watch Masterchef!!!!!" Niall whined. Both of us were struggling to stop each other so it turned into a little wrestling.

"Balls!"

"Masterchef!"

"Balls!" 

"Masterchef!"

"Disney!" 

"Wait, Louis what?"

When I caught him off guard, I strategically grabbed the remote from him.

"And Louis got the remote! Team Louis won! Team Louis won!" I cheered.

"No fair!" he whined.

"Uhmmm, yeah it is. Stop being a sore loser, Nialler." I teased. I turned to Balls and I was just in time to watch two guys break their noses. 

Niall was silent. In fact, too silent. Was he mad?

"Are you okay Ni?" I asked. He shook his head. "Are you mad at me getting the remote from you?" I asked again. He nodded. "Awww, don't be mad. I won. Better luck next time." I chuckled.

"NO!!!!" Niall screamed before he jumped on top of me, "Give me the remooote!!!!!" 

"No, Niall! Stop it!" I said, trying to push him off me.

"Louiiiis!!! Pleeeaaaaasseee!!!!" he cried. 

The struggle went on and on until I lost grip of the remote. Niall and I watched it fly accross the room. Niall moved his face towards me where his was just inches from mine. "Now look what you did! You broke the remote! If Za--" was all he managed to say before I pulled him into a kiss. 

He was stiff as a stick at first but he relaxed eventually. Our lips moved in sync as Niall grinded himself against me. His hips drawing the number 8 against my aching manhood.