Got a secret, Can you keep it? (Jiall)

Chapter 30

Niall's POV

Hat x

Board shorts x

Towel x

Sunscreen x

Water x

Justin ...

wait, where's Justin?

I looked around the bus, wondering where Justin ran off to.

All of us decided on going to the beach for the day, and were assigned a buddy so none of us wondered off.

But, Justin bloody wondered off on me.

I groaned.

"Justin?" I called, looking at the beach in search for my boyfriend.

"You called?" Justin laughed, wrapping an arm around my shoulders.

I looked back, sighing.

"You ran off on me." I pouted.

"Oops, sorry. Ryan was complaining because I kicked him." Justin chuckled.

I sighed, shaking my head.

"Lets go find a shady spot on the beach." Justin helped grab our things, running across the hot sand to a palm tree.

I laughed, following him.

I was basically running for my life, the sand felt like lava for Christ's sake!

Once I caught up to Justin, we laid out towels down and set up our little area.

It was great, because the only people on the beach were Chaz, Ryan, Louis, Harry, Zayn, Liam, Kenny and Paul.

It was pretty much abandoned.

"Can you put some sunscreen on my back?" Justin asked.

"If you put some on mine." I winked.

"I'd be honered." Justin smiled.

I grabbed the sunscreen, squirting a decent amount my hand.

Justin threw his shirt off, waiting for me to rub it over his back.

I began massaging the white cream into his back, getting every square inch of skin.

"You know, if One Direction didn't work out for you, I'm sure massaging back's wouldve gotten you well paid." Justin told me, fully relaxed.

I laughed, playfull hitting his arm.

"Do mine now." I said, pulling my shirt off and laying on my stomach.

I felt the cold cream being squirted on my back, with the fart noises it created.

"Don't move a muscle, I'm going in." Justin said, sounding like a damn spy.

I was about to reply when Justin roughly rubbed the sunscreen over my back.

"Fuck." I spat.

"I'm not being sexual, please keep your moans in." Justin said, now basically using his hands like knives chopping my back.

"Justin." I hissed, "You're breaking my bones."

Justin laughed, "Sorry."

He pulled his hands away, so I sat up.

"I've probably got bruises all over my back, now." I glared at him.

Justin smiled, playing on innocence.

"Sowwy." He cooed.

I couldn't help but smile.