One Direction One Shots

Let Me Show You How Much I Missed you.

Niall sat at the bar with three of the other four members of One Direction, who were all celebrating their first successful Australian tour. He watched as Harry made his way across the bar towards them, the way Harry's hips swayed made Niall think about all the other things those hips could do, which caused Niall’s pants to shift a little. Did I forget to mention he's gay? Well, he is and Harry Styles is hot, how could Niall not have a crush. Niall watched Harry's lips speak his name over and over again, those lips that would look so good going down on his...

 “NIALL?!” Harry yelled. “How many times do I have to say your name for you to acknowledge my presence?” Niall looked from his frowning mouth to his eyes.

 “Sorry, I didn't hear you.” He looked down at the glass in his hand… filled with soda. Niall never was a big drinker, despite being Irish.

 Harry scoffed, “Bullshit.”

 “I was looking at something.”

 “Boy caught your eye?” Louis teased.

 “Maybe...”

 “Which one?” Eyes widening, Niall pointed to a random guy in the club.

 “That’s Ian Keaggy. He's in Hot Chelle Rae. Want me to go talk to him for you? He's a massive slut.” Louis grins.

 Niall looked to Louis, “How the hell do you know?!”

“...Weeeeeeeell...”

“Well what?!” Liam laughed.

“In high school I was a little bi-curious. He was happy to help me... he begged me like a drug addict that needed his fix.” Niall’s eyes went wide and Liam started choking on the vodka he had just inhaled.

“Dude, what the fuck?” Zayn laughed.

“Interesting,” Harry said, “You still curious?”

“Nah, sorry mate. I'm all for the women.” Louis laughed.

“Damn!” Harry chuckled a little along with him, but was a little disappointed that he had said no. He wanted sex and wanted it right that second. The thing was… he didn’t want it from a girl, he hadn't wanted it from a girl for over two years. He just slept with girls to keep up his image. To cover up his disappointment of the letdown, he tipped the rest of his whiskey into his mouth and bought another.

After a few hours everyone was pretty pissed. Harry came swaying over to Niall, a cheeky smirk on his face that, if used properly, could make even the straightest guy weak at the knees.

“Hey Nialler, can I talk to you?” Harry asked, biting his lip.

“Sure.” Niall replied, and Harry pulled him off the bar stool, over to a quieter part of the pub.

“So… hey, Niall.”

“Hey Hazza.” Niall laughed.

“You know what Louis was saying earlier about being bi-curious...”

“Yeah?” Niall said, looking at Harry, questioning where the conversation is going then taking a sip of his drink.

“Well... Do you wanna help me out?” Harry asked then moved forward to lightly grind against Niall, who in turn, sprayed the cola he had just taken a sip of all over Harry and himself. Harry seemed to not even notice it.

“What?!”

“I need someone to help me out.” Harry said, moving his mouth to Niall’s ear and nibbling on it softly.