Inspired by the book I will make everything to a Narry fanfic. I don't write directly from "50 Shades of Gray" I do my Narry story and you know the plot. Harry are the big one and Niall the small one. Will it be love or not, between them???
Niall become stiff all over and he looked up from the plate. Beside the table was an elderly man, and he seemed almost surprised. Yes, it was that man who had destroyed Harry? Niall didn't know if he would say anything, but he chose to do what Harry wanted. Let Harry take care of everything.
"And who's this new star?" Simon asked, and he smiled curiously toward Niall. Harry cleared his throat a bit and it was as if he was unsure what to say.
"Niall this is Simon, Simon, this is Niall."
Niall puffed out when Simon put all interest in Harry.
"I haven't heard from you in a long time?"
Harry smiled.
"No, I'm busy and you know that my work takes all my strength."
Simon nodded a little bit.
"But I miss you." he whispered, as if Niall wouldn't hear it. Niall snarled, but he chose to look down on the plate.
"And you don't have time to just call?"
Harry cleared his throat.
"No, you see, I'm with Niall now and you know I word..."
Niall looked up at Harry. Harry's with Niall now? Niall didn't hear the rest, what they were talking about. He just looked at the green-eyed man, and it was as if time stood still. Maybe Niall could still have hope to become a boyfriend? He woke up from the thought when Harry stood up and gave Simon a hug.
"I'll call when I have time."
"Yes, you have to do. I want to know everything that has happened in your life."
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"I don't like him." hissed Niall cold, when they were alone again. Harry laughed a little and he gave him an amused look.
"You don't need to be worried. I'm just a friend of Simon now and it was a long time ago as we were even in the playroom together."
Niall snorted.
"It's not just that." he murmured cold. "I don't like the idea that an old man has touched your body."
Harry put down the fork and he looked straight at Niall as if he understood.
"First, Niall, no one has touched my chest and my back, not even he did. And secondly, it's thanks to Simon that I'm still alive. Without him I would have been dead today and I owe him a lot."
Niall looked up at Harry, but he wasn't to calm about it all.
"I still don't like that man!"
Harry laughed a little uncertainly.
"You have to like him. I'm here with you now, and it's he who made that possible."
Niall snorted.
"You can't feel gratitude for the rest of your life?"
Harry didn't agree with him.
"Well, in that issue, I actually can."
Niall sighed.
"So you hit him or did he hit you?"
Harry leaned back in his chair. Perhaps he sensed that Niall was jealous, or something. He smiled wryly and he shook his head.
"No, and we had a contract. It was I who actually was the subject for him and he took control over me. Just back then, I needed that part and I loved it."
Niall swallowed.
"Did you have sex?"
Harry laughed, as if that were a silly question.
"Well, what do you think?" he replied cheerfully. "But not in the way that we do it. He touched me and I came, that's all. I don't think it was about sex at the time. We played with the idea to beat the crap out of me and I was grateful for that he did. That's all..."
Niall lifted his eyes and looked at Harry. He didn't want to see the pictures that appeared in the head, but at the same time, Harry might have been a different person? Harry smiled reassuring to him and he was almost amused by it all.
"Niall, no I didn't have sex with him." he whispered again. "What else do you want to hear? I did all that voluntarily, and he was just a tool to get out all the hatred out from me."
Niall chose to not ask more questions. He pulled away the plate to tell Harry that he had lost his appetite. Harry watched him, his eyes said it all. Harry thought that Niall was childish and that this behavior wasn't okay.
"I'm so eager to punish you now!" he whispered hoarsely, and dark. "I want to put you up on the table, whip your cute little ass hard and then fuck you."
Niall jaw dropped and he looked up at Harry. Niall noted that there were more guests in the room now, and maybe Harry thought was wrong?
"Here and now?"
Harry nodded seriously.
"But I guess everyone in the room had called the police, but honestly, it had been worth it."
Niall swallowed and he saw the seriousness in the green eyes.
"Why do you want to punish me?"
Harry had a slow and crooked smile.
"You're acting like a spoiled brat." he started with. "You questioning my way and you don't trust my words. I would be glad to smack some sense into you."
Niall swallowed. In a way, he was now unsure and scared, but at the same time, he saw the glow in Harry's eyes. There was a glow as Niall had never seen before and he saw at Harry that he truly meant every word.
"So do it then?"
Yes, Niall challenged fate. Harry's smile grew bigger and he leaned to him.
"When we get home!" he hissed cold. "You'll go straight to the playroom, strip your self naked and sit on the bed."
Niall felt how it felt in the entire body. Was it an expectation or was it fear?
"On the bed?"
Harry nodded.
"And when I come into the room, you look down on the ground, you can't look at my face once, and you'll obey every little word I tell you... I need all that from you."
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