Lilo & Nouis Smut (BoyxBoy)

3. They Don't Know About Us (Nouis)

Niall shudders as he feels a hand rest on his inner thigh under the table, slowly moving up from his knee. Niall clamps his hand over Louis' and looks at him, glaring. Louis smirks at him and squeezes his thigh lightly, and Niall shakes his head, moving Louis' hand away. Louis may disagree, but Niall doesn't think he needs a boner while they're with their friends in public. Louis and Niall have been seeing each other for almost seven months now, and nobody knows but Zayn, caught them making out one time after Louis picked him up from school. After that, he started giving them funny looks and knowing smiles, and Niall's just grateful that Zayn's a good of enough friend to keep their secret. He's Louis' best friend, and they live together, so at least now they don't have to sneak around there. Niall's pulled from his thoughts when he realizes that everyone at the table is staring at him.

"What? Sorry, my stomach hurts. What'd you say?" Niall asks.

"That girl over there." Harry says. "She's looking at you." Louis' hand comes back to his thigh, this time squeezing harder, almost possessively. Niall looks over in the direction that Harry motioned to, and sure enough, there's a girl sitting in a booth with her friends across from their's, looking at Niall with a sly smirk. She's hot, Niall admits, long, blond, wavy hair, soft-looking, porcelain skin, and a pretty big rack that Niall would like to say are fake but can't considering she's not wearing a bra, and Niall can see her nipples poking through her shirt.

"Oh, okay." Niall looks back at Harry and shrugs his shoulders.

"What? She's hot, yeah?" Liam says.

"Not really my type though." Niall says. "Maybe you got a shot, Haz."

"He can't." Zayn says in a teasing tone. "He has another date  tonight with Claire."

"Another one? This'll be the eighth one, yeah?" Louis says, his tone natural but his grip on Niall's leg not loosening.

"Yeah, she's cool. I'm taking her to that Italian place I like so much." Harry shrugs, trying to be modest. Harry never takes his dates there unless they're special.

"Good, I'm glad for you, Haz." Niall says, grabbing Louis' wrist and squeezing as the rest of his friends move on to a different topic. Niall looks down, trying to encourage Louis to loosen his grip but he only tightens it, making Niall let out a whimper.

"You okay?" Zayn asks. When Niall looks back up, everyone at the table is looking at him again with a concerned look.

"I don't know. My stomach just hurts." He says, hoping that his acting is fooling them.

"Maybe I should take you home," Louis says with a small wink that only Niall sees, "your head was hurting this morning, maybe you've gotten a virus or something." Those years of being in the school plays has made his acting is much better than Niall's.

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea." Liam says, taking a sip of his drink. "I don't want you puking in my car."

Niall chuckles nervously and crawls out of the booth after Louis. He smirks at Niall as they walk out to his car and climb in. "You're not taking me home, are you?" Niall finally asks, looking at him when he's noticed he's turned the wrong way of where Niall lives.

"Nope." He says in a cheerful tone, popping the 'p'. He doesn't look at Niall as he picks up one of his hands in his and starts to stroke the top of it with his thumb. Niall smiles as heat fills his cheeks and watches all the trees and houses and everything go by as they drive all the way to their special spot that no one else knows about. As soon as Louis parks the car, they take off their seatbelts, and Louis leans over and kisses him, cupping Niall's cheeks in his hands. Louis' tongue glides over Niall's lip, and the younger boy doesn't hesitate to give him access. Their tongues battle for dominance, and Louis wins when he yanks some strands of Niall's hair. Some old rock song plays out of the speakers as they continue to make out, and Niall laughs, pulling away when Louis begins humming along to the music.