Sex Lessons |z.h.|

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Niall watched with wide, petrified eyes as another girl stumbled down the stairs, her dress ripped on the side and he was about to go over and help her. The blonde was pretty scared for the well being of the completely out of her wits girl and there was this tiny, nagging voice in his head that was just screaming 'rape rape'. He calmed himself down before walked over,  only to be interrupted by a loud giggle escaping the girls lips as another man started assaulting her neck. He shook his head, walking away from the scene when he heard a loud moan. 

"Where are you going?" The petite blonde turned around quickly, his skirt flying up with the quick movement but he carefully bought it down before it became a topic of embarrassment. 

"No where Lou. You know I hate parties," His best friend, more like only friend, laughed loudly. Niall was glad he had Louis with him because honestly, he didn't know what he'd do without his best friend specially when there was a six feet tall, well built jock just staring at his milky thighs. Niall shivered in pleasure as he adjusted his flower crown, watching the brunette stare at the knee high socks and then at his face. 

"Back at it with eye fucking Payne?" Niall scoffed loudly. The only thing his best friend should know about, and he definitely knew about, was that most of Niall's thoughts centered around cuddling and sweet talking with the boxing champion rather than doing anything as dirty as sex. Gosh, Niall didn't even think about sex and every time his thoughts went in that direction, he decided to calm himself down with a cold shower. He really needed to pay more attention to sex ed. classes but they just seemed so vulgar and perverted that Niall skipped almost all of them. 

"You know I would never do that Lou," The two small men leaned back on the kitchen counter, watching the dimmed red room filled with hormonal teenagers and crazy ass nerds passing each other a red cup, attempting to drink alcohol for the very first time. Niall was almost tempted to go and tell them off. Alcohol was one of the things that he didn't like. The taste was horrible and it burned his throat for hours. He wasn't a big fan of that feeling. 

"Do you think Liam would actually ever ask me out?" The blonde questioned hesitantly, his fingers fiddling together as he waited for some kind of a response from his best mate. 

"Nialler, guys like Liam are only interested in innocent people like you for one thing. And that one thing is something which you absolutely hate and know nothing about," Louis pinched the bridge of his nose. It had been a few days since he had last called the Bradford boy and still hadn't heard anything from him. It was kind of expected considering the drunk state Zayn was most probably in when the Doncaster lad had rang him up. 

"I don't think Liam's into that thing so much. Not all boys are the same Lou-Lou," The feathery haired brunette shook his head before waiving his hands in mock surprise as he saw the well built player approaching their spot by the counter. He definitely didn't want to witness this entire one sided flirting scene take place right before his eyes. He couldn't bear the thought of watching his friend stutter and blush at every other thing Liam Payne did and he certainly didn't want to know about all the dirty things the idiot thought about his best friend, so with that set in his mind, he walked a few steps away from the seemingly perfect couple. 

It was almost laughable how Liam's hands were always either placed on the blonde's exposed thighs or on his waist and what added more joy to this strange conversation was Niall's futile attempt to actually talk and not feel the delicious man up. He didn't have those many perverted thoughts but every time Liam so much as smiled at Niall, he couldn't help but just want to do whatever was asked of him. Which is why Louis once again took out his phone, praying silently to the God's above that his cousin's sex tutor should actually be sober and not out partying like a fool.