Sex Slave ʊ Narry, Nouis, Niam, Ziall (ON HOLD)

three

three: lovely

I couldn't believe what just happened in the dinner room. It couldn't have happened, I must be high or something.

Harry fucking Styles patted my upper thigh, Louis fucking Tomlinson rubbed our ankles together.

I could have stopped him. Why didn't I pull away? But that's not all, Harry was close to me. Real close, our arms were rubbing against each other the whole time.

I pretty much choked on my food once I notice the stare I got from Liam. But Zayn's smile, was too cute.

I can't believe that happened. Have I gone insane? Is this actually happening to me, a little Irish boy?

Why did my mum pick to sit outside? It's a little cold out here on the backyard deck, plus drinking cold beer doesn't help.

Just awkwardly sitting here smiling and nodding as my dad goes over a few memories of him and them, One Direction.

"We tried so hard not to laugh when a stage manager walked in on Zayn covered in blue paint! It was killer!" Louis laughs, having everyone else join in too.

I just smile, still star stuck that they're here. Right then Harry leans over to Louis to whisper something, but both eyes locked on me.

I just awkwardly look down. What the hell are they doing? Are they talking about me? Oh my god, what if they are.

"Niall, you haven't said a word since the boys got here." My mum says breaking me from my thoughts.

"Shall I pull out my phone?" She says, making my head snap to her, seeing her smirk to me. "No, mum I swear if you do." I threaten her.

"What are you guys talking about?" Greg asks, looking from me to her. "Just a video of Niall," she smiles to me, then giggles.

"Oh can we watch it?" Liam asks smiling, my mum nods. "Please don't. I-I have to wee." I said standing up, I can't believe she's going to do this to me!

"But Niall, you don't wanna miss this!" She says, pressing play. I bite my lip as a feeling deep in my stomach comes. I walk into the house before the singing starts.

Soon as I lose sight of them, I run up the staircase to my room. I land face first into the bed and grab my pillow and scream in it.

Christ sake, they're probably laughing at me. Thinking I'm a total loser. Gosh, thanks a lot for embarrassing me mum.

I'm never showing my face again. "Fucking, fuck." I mutter getting up, shit I might have messed up my hair. I should go check it in the washroom.

I then walk out of my room and bump into someone. "Sorry," I say looking to see who I bumped into.

"Second time? At lease this time you looked at me." Louis said grinning. "Sorry I was-" I get cut off by getting pushed back into my bedroom.

"Nice room, oh look a bed. I love beds." Louis tells me into my ear, pushing me back onto it.

"I-" Is all I can say at this point. What is Louis doing? Holy shit what is he doing!

"Harry said you'd look so good with a love bite, lets see how that would look? Yeah baby boy?" Louis infers. He then crawls on top of me, and kisses my lips.

What the fuck. Did I just get kissed by Louis Tomlinson? I stay frozen unsure what's happening at this moment. I can't move or breathe in fact.

Louis starts kissing down my jaw and onto my neck. I move my head up so he has more access, this is happening.