Let's Just Keep Pretending

Chapter 1

My grammar and spelling suck. Sorry.

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Long soft fingers are tracing paths along his body. They go from his neck all the way to his hipbone. He shivers from the shy tocuhes.

"Harry." He whispers, as the boy's lips touch the side of his jaw and gentley nibble on it.

"Tell me what you want baby." his raspy voice says. Niall wraps his arms around his neck and pulls him in for a kiss.

"You, I want you." Niall finally says, his lips go back to Harry's and the once shy and slow kiss turns hungrier and hotter. Harry begins to move his hips against Niall's in a slow rythm, the friction feels good though. It's making Niall harder then he was before.

"Feel that." Harry rutts a little harder against Niall. "I'm so hard for you." Niall lets out a small moan. "I'm gonna make you feel so good...."

The loud slam of a door was what managed to wake Niall up from his nap,and possible wet dream. He had been doing some reading but telling from the position he was in now, he had probably fallen asleep, he wiped the small amount of drool on the side of his mouth and glared at the person who had disrupted his sleep and dream. Without even looking though, he could probably already guess who it was.

His roommate.

"Lou, what have I told you about slamming the door like that?" he said in a tired voice, letting a yawn escape afterwards. He stretched his muscles, hearing some of them crack from the uncomfortable position he had been in. That's when he saw a shirt flying his way and it was to late to stop it before it was covering his face. He grabbed it and threw it on the floor.

"What the hell Lou?" But Louis wasn't paying much attention to Niall, like most times, he was in his own little world as he rummaged through his and Niall's shared closet. He picked up a shirt.

"Hey that's mine."

"Shut up blondie, so you know that really hot bloke who looks like David Bekham?"

"Yeah Liam, he's in my sociology class." Niall said, raising an eyebrow. Watching as Louis threw shirt after shirt until he found the one he was looking for. "What about him?"

"Well he's having a party tonight at his frat house and naturally he invited me." Louis said.

"Invited you? Or did you invite yourself?"

"Well...."

"I knew it! Lou we can't just show up."

"Oh but we can, and we are. Liam will be thankful I chose to show up when I'm giving him the best...."

"Lalala" Niall chanted covering his ears. "I don't want to hear the sexual plans you've made about him mate."

"Okay, but you're coming right?" Louis asked, face lighting up when he found the shirt he was looking for.

"I don't-"

"You know who else will be there? That curly haired bloke you're infatuated with." Louis said. Niall finally looked up in interest.

"Harry?"

"Yeah him, isn't he part of Liam's fraternity?" Louis asked.

"Um...I...I don't know." Niall stuttered. Truth was, that Niall could probably tell you everything about the curly haired boy. He wasn't in Liam's fraternity, just a really good friend of his, he was a sophomore now, he had a sister, his birthday was February 1st. And okay maybe Niall was infatuated. But Harry, he was something else entirely. Not only was he really pretty with his curly brown hair and green eyes. But his laugh and personality gave Niall heart eyes every time he had the honor of bumping into him. Which was often, but he will deny that it was because of his constant stalking.