One Direction Dirty Imagines

What Are We Doing?- NIALL HORAN

*Niall’s POV*

"Hey Niall," My friend, Tom, caught up to me as I continued to walk down the busy school corridor. I nodded and smiled as I was greeted by my close friend.

"You alright, mate?" 

"Not too bad," Tom shrugged. We both just continued to walk the hallway, finding our next class, in a slight awkward silence. I got the feeling Tom was holding back about something and I just wanted him to spit it out. 

"Tom just let it out," I groaned at him as I stopped by my locker, entering the code and flinging it open. Tom was still stood by my side looking nervous, I rolled my eyes and searched for my history book inside my locker. My hands scanned the locker but I couldn’t seem to find it, I poked my head through slightly as I carried on searching.

"Look Niall mate, there is something actually," Tom finally choked out as if it took him a lot of effort to do so. I wasn’t even looking at him to know it must be something big, I continued to search for the book, my head still in the entrance of the locker.

"Tom come on mate," I huffed.

"Right so, it’s about Y/N," He said. What could he possibly want with Y/N? 

"What about her, is she hurt?" Worry filled my mind as I froze inside my locker, feeling suffocated as I pictured the worst. I couldn’t picture what he was talking about and why he was so nervous about how he was talking about my best friend since I was two years old.

"No,no," Tom quickly said, my heart finally began to beat again, only to be raised again by his next comment, "It’s just - I’ve been getting to know her a lot recently and I was thinking about asking her to be my girlfriend,"

"What?" I shrieked. As I went to turn to face him, I bashed my head on the top of the locker, instantly yelping in pain. I quickly shook it off as I saw a nervous Tom by my side.

"Are you o-"

"What do you mean, be your girlfriend?" I cut him off, wanting to know what he was going on about. Y/N is like my little sister and I admit I’m pretty protective over her. I’ve heard things about Tom and I don’t want her involved with him until I approve. I may sound really stupid, but Y/N has had some dodgy boyfriends and I always have to pick up the pieces, I need to know she’s safe and happy.

"Mate, I really like her and I think she likes me," 

"She’s never mentioned you, I mean sure she said you talked a little but nothing serious." I quickly responded.

"Look, I wasn’t going to ask without asking you, I know how close you two are and you know her more than anyone," Tom sighed, "I honestly really like her,"

I thought for a moment. I mean, sure Tom’s a great lad to hang out with but I’ve never known him to be boyfriend material. He tells me the stories about him getting on with girls at parties and Y/N wasn’t like that. She was smart and clever, dainty. She wasn’t into guys like him. 

"You’re not her type," My words came across quite rude and firm as I turned away from him again and began to search for my book.

"Look, I was just asking for your opinion. I want to give Y/N and I a go and I think she should get to decide too,"

I laughed into my locker, “You do know she’d ask for my opinion anyway, she doesn’t do anything without asking me,” 

"Oh really?" Tom returned the same dark laugh to me. I gave up looking for my book and faced him, our eyes glaring at each other with tension.

"Yes. Really." I stated. 

"So I’m guessing she told you about our hook up at Jennifer’s party a few nights ago?"

My heart began to thump as I didn’t seem to recall Tom’s name coming up in any conversation. Had she really kept that from me? The thing is, I definitely felt a slight bit of betrayal but there was something else as I pictured her with Tom.

"Tom, I don’t want you to hurt her," I toned it down, realising I was scared by how protective I was reacting to Tom telling me about all this. 

"I won’t, I swear man," Tom held out his right hand waiting for me to shake it. Really, I wanted to take his hand and slap it across his own face but instead I put on a smile and shook it.

"Fine, do what you want, it’s not like I can stop you is it?" I chuckled at my comment and Tom agreed which made me more angry.

"Cheers dude and here," He held out his history book, "You can borrow mine,"

I nodded as I took the book and waited for him to walk away. I didn’t know what was going on with me right now, but it was all just a blur. I slammed my locker shut, loud enough so that the whole corridor would glare at me as I angrily stormed to my next class.

*Y/N’s POV*

Once I got home from school, I did my usual routine - eat half of the cupboard’s content, get changed and head over to my best friend Niall’s house. I didn’t see him at lunch today, I figured he had a dentention or something or maybe extra football practice. Tom was acting weird around me today, but it was sweet I suppose. I can tell he likes me and I like him too, I’m just not sure how much yet. He’s a great guy and wasn’t too bad at whole hook up buisness either, it’s just he’s one of Niall’s good friends and I find it weird. 

I strolled up to Niall’s front door, knocking the rhythm I always did when I came over so he would know it was me. Usually he would answer the door straight away, but it took a few extra seconds before I heard the key unlock the door from inside. Niall opened the door, wearing a tank top and his joggers. I smiled as I walked in. It felt uncomfortable and I had never felt that being here before.

"Hey," I grinned as I sat on the sofa where Niall’s laptop was sat beside me. 

"Hi," He greeted back as he lifted the laptop and sat it back on his lap as he sat back down. We both sat in a silence, Niall scrolling through facebook on his laptop and me staring straight ahead at the TV, but not actually watching the football playing on it.

"So I didn’t see you at lunch today?" I questioned as I faced him. He chewed on his lip before closing his laptop and setting it on the floor beside him.

"Do you like Tom?" He asked me, completely ignoring my question to him. 

"Is that why you’re acting so weird, because you found out about Tom?" I chuckled as I playfully slapped his arm, "I was going to tell you today actually, but someone ditched me at lunch,"

"I had to be somewhere," Niall shrugged, "But anyway, you didn’t answer my question,"

Why was he acting so strange? It felt almost awkward to be in this situation right now and I didn’t get what was going on since we’d always had such a easy going relationship.

I shrugged in return, “I don’t know, I mean he’s sweet and stuff,” I half smiled, “And pretty good in bed,” 

"Urgh, please," Niall rolled his eyes and stood from the chair, marching his way into the kitchen. I followed him in confusion. We were always so open about everything and we would never judge eachother on things. Maybe because it was his friend he found it a little odd but still, when he had a thing with one of my friends I didn’t seem too fussed. I think. Niall gulped down his glass of water before filling it up again and facing me from across the kitchen.

"What’s up with you, Niall? Were you really busy at lunch or were you just avoiding me?" I half snapped, which I had never done before.

Niall paused as he sipped his drink before replying, “Both, I was busy avoiding you,” He chuckled, I couldn’t keep a straight face (even though he had just admitted to avoiding me), but there was something about his laugh that made me smile and not be able to stay mad.

"I’m kidding babe, look sorry I’m just tired and I mean if you want to date Tom that’s cool," Niall gave me a smile.

"I never said I wanted to date him," I raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah well, I was just saying if you did,"

"Well maybe I don’t,"

Niall burst into laughter as he approached me on the other side of the kitchen and wrapped his arms around me, “Well maybe you should stop talking now,”

-

We sat in Niall’s room for a bit, I found a magazine (finally not one full of naked women) and began to flick through it as I laid on his bed. Niall had gone to have a shower, I didn’t actually know that until he came back into his room with just a towel wrapped around his lower body. I had seen his abs before, but something about them still wet from the shower made them stand out and made my eyes wonder too. I blinked as I tried to focus back on the magazine, but the temptation to look was killing me. He’s my best friend, I shouldn’t be checking him out. No, that’s just creepy and weird. 

"Sorry, I er left my clothes in here," Niall told me as he rummaged through his underwear drawer. As he pulled out a pair of boxers, a box of condoms came tumbling out too and landing on the floor. 

"Shit," He cursed as he picked them back up and blushed as he tossed them back. I couldn’t help but blush too, which felt weird because we never got embarrassed over things like this. Niall swiftly disappeared back into the bathroom, giving me a chance to breathe.

What’s been happening since I’ve been here? All I know is when I walked up to his front door several hours ago I was walking into my best friend’s house who I could do or say anything around and I wouldn’t mind, yet here I am now sat here questioning everything - things which I should not be asking myself.

Niall, fully clothed, came back into the room and laid down beside me on the bed - a reasonable distance left as we both stared at the white ceiling above us not saying a word.

"I don’t understand Y/N," Niall mumbled, neither of us moving position nor looking to eachother as he spoke.

"Understand what?" I whispered back, my heart beating out of my chest.

"What’s going on with me," He sighed. I gulped as his words left his mouth, both of us too scared to even look at one another.

"What is going on with you, Niall?" I breathed.

"If I knew, I’d tell you,"

We both laid on the pillows, staring at nothing but white plaster above us, it seeming to be a much safer site than having to look at Niall’s beautiful blue eyes which I had actually always envied in a way. I tried to put together what he was saying a few moments ago, maybe he was talking about exactly what’s going on in my mind too right now which I couldn’t figure out and I wasn’t sure if I wanted to. Maybe for the past few years I’d be shoving my thoughts aside, but now they wouldn’t go away. It was almost like in the space of three hours, nothing to even dramatically start the feeling, I had realised I had fallen for my best friend. I don’t know when or how or why, but I had.

"Niall?" I broke the silence in a quiet tone.

"Yeah,"

"How would you feel if I did start dating Tom for real?" I asked him, wanting to know the answer so I could get mine. Niall didn’t reply for a moment, leaving a pause of suspense for the both of us.

"I don’t know," Niall murmured, "And you know Y/N, that’s the problem. I should know, I should be okay with it but I’m just…I’m not. I mean, how do you feel it?"

My heart sunk as his words left his lips, I so badly wanted to look at him right now, but I couldn’t bring myself to. 

"I’ve never felt this before," I let the words leave my lips in fear, knowing Niall would be thinking I was talking about his friend. 

"Oh," Was all Niall said. 

"I mean, I’ve never felt this way when a guy talks and my heart just beats ten times quicker; when a guy smiles and my whole body feels like melting,"

"Must be special then,"

"He is, but it can’t happen anyway,"

"Why?" Niall questioned me, "I mean, if you both like eachother, go for it,"

"It’s not that easy, is it Niall?"

"Sure it is," I could tell in his voice that he was choking out the words, "You guys would be great together,"

"You think?"

"Yeah, sure,"

I finally turned my head to face Niall, I knew he could feel my eyes on him yet he still didn’t dare move. I watched his eyes blink every few moments and his teeth chew on his bottom lip as I could tell he was deep in thought. 

"Y/N?" Niall spoke, his eyes still fixed above him, mine were still fixed on his perfect skin.

"Yes,"

"I’ve just realised something, something really fucking weird," Niall’s chest began to inhale quickly as he tried to keep his cool.

"Tell me," I encouraged in a soothing manner.

Niall finally rolled on his side and turned to me, his eyes locking on mine and his hand shakily intertwining with my own. I didn’t have time to react to his actions before his soft lips covered mine, it almost felt too perfect when our lips were joined. I’d never imagined kissing my best friend but now in the moment it felt like it was all I was ever waiting for. We both pulled away, I still didn’t open my eyes once his lips left mine cold and tried to work why that felt so magic.

Once we both opened our eyes, we looked at each other in shock.

"Y/N, I - I think - I mean, I - I er," Niall choked on his words, beginning to get himself into a right state. I put him out of his embarrassed misery and joined our lips back to where they belong, although this time was different. Niall’s hands gripped my waist and pulled me on top of him, his hands holding me tightly. I ran my hands through his soft hair, which I had touched many times but never enjoying it this much. I couldn’t resist, it was like no matter what in my head was telling me this shouldn’t be happening, I couldn’t help myself as in a swift movement Niall’s top was raised over his head.

"Niall," I panted from the kiss, "Are we really doing this?"

Niall didn’t reply, he just flipped us over to he was on top and tore off my tee from my body.

"I guess we are," I responded from him, a smirk creeping on his face. I felt nervous as his gentle touch reached behind my bra, beginning to unclasp it. I tried to shake away the thought that the guy now looking at my chest was my best friend, not wanting to feel uncomfortable. I admired Niall’s body as he admired mine. His lips finding their way to my breasts, leaving kisses around them before his lips trailing down my stomach. His touch felt magical as his hands roamed my bare torso and his lips left a wet trail down my stomach. I gripped his hair as he sucked on skin.

Niall pulled his lips away and slowly pulled down my skirt, leaving my panties the last piece of clothing on me. He placed kisses on my thighs, making my heat ache more.

"I don’t know if you’re trying to make this romantic Niall but let’s be honest, it’s killing both of us. Just get to it," I groaned, causing us both to chuckle.

"Always the one to spoil the fun Y/N," Niall teased back as he at last pulled down my lace underwear and wasted no time before flicking his tongue against my clit. 

"Fuck," I threw my head back on the pillow. He continued to swirl his tongue around my heat, making me feel better than any guy had before. I began to buck my hips to meet his tongue, his hands grabbing my waist to hold me down.

"Shit Niall," I moaned as I felt my orgasm wash over me. Niall licked my clean before trailing kissing back up my body, right up until he reached my lips. I could taste myself on him, but it only made me want him even more.

"What are we doing?" Niall breathed as he rested our foreheads against eachother.

"I don’t know," I shook my head, "But we can talk about that after," I grinned as I began to pull down his joggers, along with his tight underwear. His cock springing free. Was it weird seeing my best friend’s dick? A little. Did the site of it turn my on? A lot.

I wrapped my lips around the head and swirled my tongue around, before taking as much as I could of him into my mouth, pumping the rest with my hand.

"Y/N, oh shit," Niall moaned as I continued to bob my head and pleasure him. Seeing his lips slightly parted and him moaning my name was possibly the hottest thing ever and it felt weirdly good.

"Stop, I don’t want to cum now," Niall told me. I pulled away, licking the precum from my mouth.

"So I guess you can finally put those bad boys in your drawer to use," I smirked, earning one back.

Niall rolled off the bed, grabbing the box of condoms and pulling one ot of the box putting one on himself once getting back onto the bed. I laid back down and he carefully lined himself up with my entrance.

"I can’t believe we’re doing this," I sighed, as he thrusted his cock inside of me.

"Shit," Niall cursed as he moved his hips faster, I bucked mine up to meet his thrusts, gripping his hair tightly.

"Y/N, I- I love you," Niall moaned. With the pleasure he was giving me and the heart attack those words had given me, I’m surprised I hadn’t died in this moment.

"Fuck Niall, why, how?"

"I don’t know, I just do, urgh fuck,"

He kept thrusting in and out of me before I realised I had to return the favor of his words. Not because I felt bad for not replying, but because I would mean the words.

"I love- I love you too,"

Right then our orgasms hit us both us we both came at the same time. Niall pulled out of me, throwing the condom in the bin beside me and flopping beside me, both of us panting.

"So what now?" Was the first thing I knew I had to get out of the way of asking, not wanting an awkward silence where I try and get the courage to ask. I just wanted to know.

"Well, what do you want to happen?" Niall asked me.

"I don’t know, I mean it’s not like we can pretend none of this happened," I shrugged. Niall pulled me into his arms, resting my head against his toned torso.

"Then let’s not pretend, let’s see what happens and-"

"Niall, I’m home!" Niall’s mum called as the front door slammed shut.

Niall began to chuckle beside me, “And we can test people’s reactions out on my mum,”

I hit his chest playfully and smiled.

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