Fuck Buddies (Narry Storan)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

*Author P.O.V*

"Why does sex have to be so damn complicated?" Harry asks as he sat down next to Niall, who was playing Fruit Ninja on his phone.

"I have no idea." He answers with a proud smile on his face as he finally beat his old score, doing a victory dance in his head.

"The girl I was with this time only went with me because of a dare." Harry says, crossing his arms over his chest and putting his feet on the coffee table.

"That's fucked up." He responds shaking his head slightly since he was trying to focus on the game."You wanna go to her house and egg it?"

"No. She's not worth it." Harry says with a shake of his head as his friend cracks a smile.

"I think so." He states before groaning when he loses and tosses his phone to the side.

"Even if we did, she's gonna know it was me." Harry says, and he gets nothing but a scoff.

"So? She'll have no way to prove it." He tells him with a shrug as Harry rests his head on his shoulder.

"She'll get her karma." Harry says, waving it off, but the older male doesn't let up.

"I can egg her house for you then." He responds, though he would like to do a lot worse, but he doesn't want to run the risk of getting the police involved.

"Why do you want to egg her house so bad?" Harry asks, though he doesn't really mind because Niall has suggested doing worse to his past exs.

"Because she hurt my best friend." He explains, rubbing his head and then resting his head against his.

You see, Harry was never good with relationships. He was the one who always got dumped or used. He had been through at least 25 breakups, and all of them ended with the other saying, "It's not you it's me." And sadly enough, it actually was them. Harry did everything right from romantic dates to meeting the family. He even went as far as to get engaged with someone. They were the ones that had a husband, boyfriend, or found someone better. Harry never really understood why people did those things if they were just going to break it off with him. They really shouldn't have done it in the first fucking place. Harry has seriously thought about locking himself in his house and pleasing himself until he dies. He really can't do it anymore. Relationships are just so fucking hard to him. He doesn't know how people do it.

"You'll find the one some day." Niall says, reaching for his beer bottle, taking a sip, and then offering some to his friend.

"No, I'm not. It's never going to happen. I'm not getting into a relationship anymore. I quit." He said, shrugging his shoulders and grabbing the remote and turning the TV on to see Friends With Benefits on.

"I doubt it. You can't stay single for long." Niall says and realizes how bad that might have sounded when green eyes stare at him.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" He questions because he is very offended right now.

"I'm just saying you're really romantic, so relationships always tend to find you." Niall says with Harry moving his head away from him.

"Wow, such a sweet way of calling me a whore." He responds, clutching his heart and giving him a fake smile.

"I promise I'm not calling you that." Niall says with a laugh, but that doesn't help his case.

"I don't want to believe you, but I will." He replies, and he gets a reassuring squeeze to his thigh.

An idea sparked in his mind as he watched the movie. He looked over at Niall, seeing him stuff some chips in his mouth, not taking his eyes off the television. He thought that maybe he would agree to have a friends with benefits type of relationship. Shit, he knew he would because Niall could never keep his dick in his pants or his lips to himself. He's not a sex addict but he was close to being one in his eyes. On the other hand, though, Niall is a really funny and cool guy to be around no matter the situation. He had been through fewer breakups than him, and he still managed to keep a smile on his face, not complaining at all. He shook his head, turning off the TV, and took Niall's phone, whose eyes quickly snapped to him.

"We should have a friends with benefits type of relationship. You're single. I'm single. It's perfect for us." Harry said right before Niall reached for his phone, making him instantly stop.

"You serious?" Niall asked, looking at him with wide eyes as he took his feet off the table.

"It's not like we're going to get attached like they did in the movie, plus I'm really horny right now." Harry said with a shrug as Niall bit his bottom lip.

Harry really wanted to do this. He thought that it might be fun and to see how Niall was in bed. Plus, it will stop him from being heartbroken so many damn time by selfish people. But he was having doubts that Niall would say no because he is acting a bit hesitant. He was honestly the type of guy to say yes to anything you ask him. Harry would feel really stupid if he says no because he literally just admitted to wanting to have sex with his best friend. That's like the strangest thing anybody could ever say to their best friend. It would be kind of weird, though, because they've been friends since high school, so they basically know everything about each other. However, that could also be seen as a good thing. That way, they already know what makes the other happy and what doesn't. He looks down at his lap, waiting for Niall's reply that felt like forever to make, but it only took a minute.

"I'll do it, but we'll have to come up with rules so nobody gets angry or confused." Niall said with a smile, and Harry smiled, giving him his phone back.

"I'm fine with that." Harry said, and Niall nodded before tapping his chin thinking of some things before he snapped his fingers.

"We can have sex whenever and wherever we want, but we can't get emotionally attached to each other, and we can see other people." Niall said, thinking about it before nodding, confirming the rules."I can't believe we're actually going to do this."

"Well, believe it because it's happening now, pucker up." Harry said, cupping his cheeks and kissing him, making his eyes grow wide.

"Wait, we're starting tonight?" Niall asked, and Harry laughed at his flustered cheeks and swollen lips.

"Yeah. I just told you like three minutes ago I was horny." Harry said before pulling him into a kiss again, a moan surpassing his lips.
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Another smut story, well damn I just can't stop, can't I? But hey, you know you like it because you're all a bunch of Narry freaks just like me, so it's okay. You're not alone. I think I have like one more Narry Smut stories that haven't been published, but oh well, maybe next year. Anyway, I did a little foreshadowing. I hope you all don't mind.

Bye, my Illusion.★