1D One Shots

Caught ~Punk Narry

Yeah you fucking punks.

"Hey. Hey Niall. Niiiiaalllllll?" Harry was giggling.

"What?" I was grinning like an idiot. We were both drunk off our arses. It was the result of another "night in", which used to happen often.

It was just where we got really drunk and possibly high. We hadn't had one in a while, ever since Rachel rolled around about three months ago and moved in with us. She was some bitch from my management who had to make sure my best friend, Harry, and I didn't do anything stupid. Apparently my band's status was too high for me to make any really big mistakes. We had been best friends since birth, practically. Lots of fans thought we were gay for each other, which was laughable. They based it off the fact we had gotten a lot of tattoos together and a majority of them had their guesses and theories.

"We should play a prank on Ra-chel." Harry crinkled his nose.

"Oh god yes!" I started to laugh.

"We- we should pretend you're hooking up with a girl!" He smiled back.

"Nooooo, that's mean."

"But it's just pretend! I can do it! So we don't even have to call a whorrre!"  

"Ok. We'll go into my room and she's sleeping. Like in her bed an' everythin'. Just moan really loud and we can pretend!" I started to giggle and walk upstairs, bottle of Jack still in my hand.

"OH NIALL!" Harry slurred in a high pitched voice.

"That's actually really cute Hazzy." I put my arm around his waist and sloppily kissed his cheek.

Harry only giggled again. "Niall you're so hot."

"Harry, you- I think we could..." 

"Kiss me." Harry commanded in his normal, low and husky voice.

"What?" 

"Kiss me Niall. Unless you want to go even-" I cut him off by slamming my lips onto his.

He started to return the kiss, our lips clashing together, his soft ones pushing hard against mine. One of us actually moaned. I think it was me. Harry put his hand on my cheek, securing our faces together. I dropped the bottle and it shattered on the wood floor. Pushing Harry against a door, I gripped his shoulders tightly, digging my blunt nails into his once porcelain skin. I could feel him smile in the kiss and he roughly bit my bottom lip. I opened my mouth for him and he took advantage of it. I wrapped my tongue around the silver ball pierced through Harry's. We fought a brief battle for dominance with Harry taking over.

"Since I won I'm going on top." He muttered before pulling away completely, then scooping me up bridal style. I put my arms around him and started to bite and suck on his tattooed neck with both of us moaning in pleasure. He was carrying me to his room when we heard a door open then slam shut. I couldn't even care. Harry kicked his door shut and put me down. I threw myself at him again. I heard the lock on his door click shut. "Niallllll." Harry purred seductively as he ran his long, thin fingers through my hair.

"Oh god Harry." I groaned, pressing myself into his chest more and nipping at it. Smiling, he detached me and walked away rummaging around in his bathroom for something. I stripped down to my boxers and laid on his bed. "Harry Edward Styles, don't you want me?" I called, stifling another giggle. He came back out with a bottle of what looked like lube in his hands and a condom.

He growled at my mostly naked body. "Damn you look good on my sheets. But you would look better in them." Harry tore off his shirt and ran to me. I started to kiss him again, and he lightly tugged on my lip ring. I groaned again, feeling my cock grow in my suddenly very confining boxers. Harry giggled again, pointing downwards. "Did I do that?" 

"Yes you did, you fucking sex god." I straddled him.

"Are... Are we really going to do this Niall? I- I don't think I'm gay." Harry stuttered.

"I'm not gay either Harry. But I need you." I said softly before pulling his belt off and wiggling off his skinny jeans. "Did I do that?" I parroted him from before, looking at his own growing length. The bulge in his boxers was now undeniably huge.

"Yes." He pushed me off of him and pulled his boxers off.

"For fucks sake Harry." I breathed.

"Your turn." He smirked at me.

I bit my bottom lip and toyed with the waistband of my Calvin Klein's. "Do you really want to do this?"

"Niall, when I tell you I love you I'm never joking." And that was all the encouragement I needed to undress what little remained covered and stare into Harry's lust filled eyes. I let him lay me on my stomach and I hear him rip open the wrapper and slide the condom on. "Ready?" He sounds desperate.

"Yeah." I feel the lube around my bum hole and Harry gently pushes one finger in. "Be a man Haz." I growl. He jumps to three fingers and starts to pump. I groan a lot, arching my back and frantically reaching backwards for him. After several minutes of no other contact, I press my face into the sheets, lifting my arse into the air and start to touch myself just to have some friction, palming my length and sliding my thumb over the tip. Harry makes a whimpering noise before pushing my hand out of the way and doing it himself. Then he pulls his fingers out.

"Niall? You ok?" Harry whispers.

"I... I need you." I whisper back. I found it to be true. I loved Harry, in more then a brotherly sense. What was weird, but nice. I don't think I've ever been in love before. I felt him firmly grasp my hips, snapping me out of my thoughts, and put his tip at my entrance. He slowly moved inside me. "JESUS!" I yelled. He started to thrust and kept the vice-like grip on my hips as he did so. "Harry- H-Harry- Harry I love you." I cry.

"I love you." He speeds up. I knew I would have five finger shaped bruises on my hips tomorrow but right now it seemed like it was worth it. The warmth pooling through my body is wonderful and overwhelming. I've been missing it for too long. The meaningless fucks were nothing compared to the rough driving of Harry's hips into mine and sensual moans that filled the bedroom. "Niall I'm g-gonna cum!"

"Y-yeah. HARRY!" He comes inside the condom and I scream his name out in pleasure. I rut my hips against the bed, trying to find release. "Wanna- wanna ride you." Harry pulls out quickly, flipping us so I can easily bounce up and down on his dick. "H-Harry!" I moan out as I shoot ribbons of cum over our chests and stomachs. He's still buried deep inside me as I come back down from my own orgasm. He pulls out and flips me. "I'm so close again." I arch my back and feel Harry's hands and lips all over me. Our legs tangle and I shoot my cum over the both of us. Harry pulls the duvet up and me into his chest.

"Niall?"

"Yeah babe?" I smirk to myself at the pet name. Harry is a babe, my babe now.

"I don't think we should ever tell anyone about this." Harry kissed the top of my head. "It'll be our... Dirty little secret."

"Well someone knows." I sigh, remembering the door slam. 

"What?" He hisses. "How? Who?"

"Yeah. That door that opened then closed and I'm not sure." Then realization dawned on me. "Oh god Harry. That was her door. Rachel..."

"Oh fuck."

"I really hope this doesn't qualify as stupid."