Niall.
After the party finished I had to kiss Zayn.
Not because he wanted to kiss me... But because I wanted to kiss him.
It was only a short kiss and that's when I decided to make a final decision about my relationship with him
"Two weeks" I said "and I'm officially yours"
"Why not officially now?"
"Because... I want you to mess about instead"
"You mean sleep with other... Guys?"
"Or girls, maybe both" I nodded
"What? Why?"
"Because if you can come back after two weeks of constantly sleeping with a maximum of two people and still tell me that you love me... I believe you"
"Seems easy-"
"I need proof from you" I said sternly
"But I'll hurt them... Like I hurt you" Zayn tried
"I don't care" I shook my head "I need some sort of proof wether it be a video or bloodied sheets... I need evidence"
"And after I give you that?"
"Well if you tell me you love me and it's the truth" I smiled "I'm all yours"
"So what are you doing then?"
"Finding out how much I still love you"
"Not with Harry" Zayn winced
"With Harry" I said annoyed that he was trying to tell me what to do "and maybe someone else... Point is, we are testing this"
Zayn sighed "as long as I get to kiss you one more time"
I smiled, putting my hands on the back of his neck and pulling his lips to my own. Zayn opened his mouth without me asking but I gladly went in.
I began to massage his tongue with my own... Kissing in the loving way that he used to and may still be faked.
"I love you baby" Zayn whispered, pushing his tongue against mine
Our tongues danced, pressing tight together as though they were partners. The more we kissed the more upset I got, the thought of Zayn sleeping with someone else pained me
"Please don't forget" I begged
"I won't" he pulled away first
"We'll see" I gave him a tiny smile
"So that's everyone... Get rid of Zayn yet?" Harry asked
"Yeah..." I said
"What's wrong?"
"It's just... He's going to sleep with someone else" tears filled my eyes "and I know he's going to prove that it happened"
"Aw Ni... It's okay" Harry cooed "Zayn's a clock anyway"
"Maybe we could... You know... Instead"
"You want me to have sex with you?" Harry's eyes widened
"Only if you want to have sex with me" I blushed
"Come upstairs" Harry smiled taking my hand "you're about to get fucked"
Harry was not lying. In the next minute I was tied to a bed with Harry slamming his cock up my ass. As painful as it sounds... It didn't hurt at all, not in a bad way anyway
The pleasure was indescribable and I was coiling faster than I'd ever before, having Harry crunch against my prostate over and over and over again... Not once missing or making it gentler.
I was moaning like an idiot, heaving and squealing as the pleasure continued to build up. I screamed when I climaxed, my sperm covering the bed Zayn and I had previously been in the night before.
"Are you okay now?" Harry asked with a raspy voice
"Perfect" I smiled "you can untie me now"
Harry laughed for a moment, trying to scare me into thinking he'd leave me here. In the end he untied me and he hugged me tight
"This won't ruin our friendship" Harry whispered "I promise you"
"I want you... To be with me" I lied
"Huh?"
"I don't want to be your friend anymore Haz"
"Really?"
"I want you to be mine"
"Then I can be yours" Harry answered with a smile softer than any smile Zayn had given to me
Zayn. I he hope understood that I was trying to do what was best for us both.
