Niall's POV
"Harry." the boy said. I took his hand. I kind of got lost in his sparkling green eyes. Then he shook me, "So can I buy you a drink?" Harry repeated himself. I nodded as he smirked to himself making his dimples pop out, as he ordered the drink.
"You don't talk much." Harry said as his smirk turned into a friendly smile. He was wearing a black shirt he had quite a few tattoos on his arm with a small cross on his hand. The one that stood out the most was the ship. I'd never get a tattoo. ever. they hurt.
"That's a cool ship." I gestured to his tattoo. She smiled at me again. "Thanks, it hurt like a bitch when I got it." "Oh. I bet. You have quite a few tattoos, huh?" "Yeah. I got one, then I got another, then another, I kind of lost track." we laughed. "What about you? any secret tattoos?" "nope. and don't plan on getting any, anytime soon." We laughed again. "What's your name?" he asked me as I suddenly realized I haven't even told him my name, I made a serious face and said, "The names Horan, Niall Horan." He cracked up. He looked hot while he laughed.
"You like James Bond, huh?" He smiled at me as the waiter gave me a beer. That took forever, Jesus. "Of course! He's a legend!" We laughed once more as I chugged my drink.
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1 hour and like 50 drinks later lol"Come with me." Harry said grabbing my hand. I was laughing my head off at absolutely nothing. Then I remembered Louis and Eleanor. "Shit, hold on." I said releasing from his gigantic hand. I stumbled over to Louis and Eleanor who were still pretty stable. "Hey ya lovers, I met a guy, very hot guy, and I'm gonna go with him." I winked. "Well enjoy yourself, Nialler, and don't get into too much trouble." he smiled. So I looked over to Harry who was pretty drunk and waiting by the door, I grabbed his hand and there was an uber waiting outside for us.
Fuck. Harry was super hot, no he was extremely sexy and woah, I've never been this drunk. Harry looked over at me and said, "Man, your just wasted aren't you?" With a slur while he was talking. "Well you are too." I was staring at his mesmerizing lips. I leaned on his broad shoulder. "Are you tired?" He asked. "No I'm not!" I actually wasn't tired at all, I was just hammered.
We arrived at a very fancy hotel. "Holy shit. this place is nice." I said without thinking. "This is were I live." Harry said feeling proud about his decisions. "Well let's go to my room." He said, as we walked to his room.
"Holy mother of cows." I said. He laughed. He closed the door and dimmed the lights. He was looking at me and looked extremely sexy.
He slowly walked up to me and as soon as he was just centimeters away. He leaned his forehead down on mine, he was probably 2 inches taller than me. Then he attached his soft lips so mine. He made his gigantic hands onto my cheek, making the kiss more passionate. I massaged through his brunette curls, as my hands slowly made their way down his side to his hips, his tongue brushed my lip, I accepted the request as his tongue explored my mouth. I could taste the alcohol in his breath, but that just made me harder. A moan escaped my lips making him more excited and turned into quite an intense and heavy kiss. He picked me up off of my feet and brought me to his bed not once breaking the kiss. The kiss finally broke as he removed his shirt exposing plenty more tattoos and his abs. He hopped back on top of me and removed my shirt. "Harry-" I said softly, attempting to get his attention. "Yeah." He said as he kissed my neck. "Never mind keep, going." He continued kissing my neck, another moan slipped out, at that point he removed his pants and underwear and removed mine as well. I went on top of him, feeling over confident. That made him moan. "Oh my god" He moaned once more. What am I doing? My drunk brain catches me in the act. Fuck it. Which is exactly what I'm doing.
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A/N
Remember the plot is Niall is going to be pregnant so this is the rising action. Yes I did really well in English so I know my shit. Love you! Thanks for reading! It would mean the world if you'd comment and vote:)~Olivia X
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