This story is influenced by the song "Kisses Down Low" by Kelly Rowland. Also, I'm dedicating this to the lovely @ziam1forever. Thanks for the cover! :)
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Niall's POV:
Hi, my name is Niall Horan and I'm eternally in love with my best friend Zayn Malik. You see, he and I have been friends throughout high school. Now that we're attending the same university, he really started to go out with the ladies and a few guys from time to time.
I dyed my hair blonde to try and get his attention and all I got was a "that's cool Niall". Well, I've had it.
I'm going to unleash my sexuality and Zayn will see the real me.
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Why can't he see that I love him? I give off so many hints. Am I ugly? Does he think I'm not edgy enough? I don't know what seems to be the problem.
Tonight IS the night of all nights. It's the night where I get his attention. He'll meet a real bad boy alright. I've got my kisses down low t-shirt and I'm ready to get my A-game on. Look out Malik because I have been unleashed.
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Liam, Harry, Louis I need your help.
"Alright Nialler, spit it out. What do you need?"; Harry inquisitively asked.
"I need to make out with with each of you tonight. Make it look good, alright?"
"Ummmmm. okay. Why?" Liam rose his eyebrows.
"I want to make my crush jealous. I'm not going to say who it is, but once you see their reaction, you'll know."
The guys all nodded and agreed to go along with the plan.
It was a warm breezy late spring afternoon. The tulips started to bloom, the bees were buzzing and I was about to win my man over, seductively might I add.
"Just remember guys, you need to play along. I'm going to lock lips with each one of you and it has to look realistic."
"Alright", they all nodd.
As we entered the house party, my eye catches Zayn's quiff in the distance.
"Alright guys, just play along now. Liam you're up first, then you Louis and Harry you're last. Get into position guys."
Just as the guys were lined up, they all look and see Zayn approaching them.
"Gosh Liam, have I ever told that your lips are so luscious, soft and kissable. Lemme have a taste".
Right at the moment Zayn's face went pale. I was making out with Liam and he honestly never expected to see such intensity from me.
Liam was calm cool and collective about the whole brief makeout session and Zayn whispered a quick "What's up with you tonight Niall? And why are you wearing that shirt?"
"Do you like it? I just was in the mood for a bit of change, nothing wrong with that, wouldn't you agree Zee?"
"I guess, but bro, what on earth has gotten into you. This isn't my best friend Niall".
I gave him a nasty stare and made my way to Louis. If Zayn thinks this is all a joke, well, surely he's clueless.
I proceeded to french kiss Louis. Our tongues were dancing with such force and passion that neither of us could hardly comprehend that this was really happening.
