The Bad Boy Affect. ~Harry/Niall Fanfiction.~

Tattoo

Harry's Point of View

What was I getting myself into? Now she knows my fantasies. She doesn't know the extent to them but now she knows. We got in the closet, thankfully it was mostly bare and a good size so we had enough room to move around. Sarah said twenty minutes. I felt sweat dripping on my forehead. Girls didn't make me feel like this--ever. What was different about Ada? I'd been with so many different girls but never even thought about her. Not until this summer at least. She was dating that ass....I can't even remember his name. He was literally the dumbest guy I had ever seen. I had no idea why she was with him and Liam really despised him. When they broke up I was relieved; that's when I realized I had feelings for her--strong ones.

"So you fantasize about me?" she giggled, nervously I think.

"No. I just rather be in here with you then Sarah or Maggie."

"Oh." was she disappointed? I couldn't let her know. Something was up with her and Niall whether it was good or bad. She liked him. "I'm really claustrophobic by the way. So this should be a fun twenty minutes." She snickered as she grabbed her knees and held them against her chest.

"I'm not trying to turn this into some sort of romantic cheesy, whatever, but if you want I can sit by you. I used to have panic attacks before I got on stage and whenever my mom rubbed my back I calmed down." She didn't say anything but I could hear her breathing. I waited in silence.

"Okay."

I scooted near her and put my arm around her. She leaned against my chest. It was beating fast, faster than I wish it were. She put her hand on it, letting me know she knew I was nervous.

"Your heart is beating pretty fast."

I made a joke out of it, "Well I am in here with you." she laughed. I was hoping this wasn't too weird for her. When we were around everyone else I was fine sitting with her and even massaging her like earlier, but when we were alone, it was a different story.

"Thanks for the other night. You didn't have to do that."

"I don't remember much but I do remember you were freaked out." She didn't speak and I could feel her body tense up. "I'm not asking questions, I promise." My shirt was low cut, probably lower than hers. I felt her hand run over my bird tattoos. She was the only one who I really let touch them. She had no idea the meaning they had to them.

"I love your tattoos Harry. Especially the birds. I can feel the outline of it." She traced her fingers over it and I tried to think of the most disgusting thing I had ever seen because if I didn't I knew what was about to happen in my pants. The way she said my name turned me on. And her hands were so soft.

"I like yours too, I didn't even know you had one."

"I got it for my birthday. I was so happy my parents actually allowed it but they're really cool. And you have a few, you're mom is really cool. She's really nice to talk to."

"Yeah, she likes you a lot. She always talks about how polite you and Liam are."

She giggled, "Oh really?"

"Yeah. It gets old after a while." She laughed again a little louder. I was almost hoping they heard us on the other side of the closet.

"So what do they mean? The birds."

I didn't want to tell her quite yet so I just made a joke out of it--like I do with most things I don't want to talk about. My bad boy side came out, "Maybe I'll let you know someday." I gently picked her head up and looked at her. There wasn't much light so I couldn't see her but I wanted to kiss her so bad.

"Times up guys!" Fuck. I wish Sarah gave us a longer time period. "Stop making out before I open the door." Ada laughed and we stood up. I brushed her hair out of her face and made sure it didn't look like sex hair. We would hear it for weeks. I opened the door and she walked out first,

"We didn't make out morons. We had a great conversation. Something you guys will never understand." Ada said dramatically. I chuckled and we sat back down. Ada next to me, my arm around her.

Ada's Point of View

I didn't mind Harry's arm around me. I actually really liked it. No one really cared either. We were all close but everyone knew Harry liked me...except me. Even if I did like Niall, he could never feel the way Harry felt towards me. I don't think he has those kind of emotions towards anyone. I looked at my phone.

"It's almost eleven guys! We have school in the morning I have to go! I got up quickly and put on my shoes. A few of the mates got up and others laughed, including Oakley.

"Ada come one! Stay a little longer." I wish my mom had texted me but she knew we weren't getting into any trouble.

"I'll take you home." I glared at Niall and puckered my lips. "El, do you think Oakley could take you home?" She smiled,

"Would that be okay Oakley?"

"Yes! I would absolutely love that!"

"Bye guys." I walked out the door, trying to slam it lightly. When Niall got to the car I waited for him to unlock the door. "Come on Niall! I need to get home!" Let's just go for a ride first. It's only about fifteen minutes away and I'll have you home by one." He really wanted me to go and I didn't have time to argue.

"Fine! But I better be home before or at the same time as Liam!" He unlocked the doors and I got in, furious.