"I just wanted you to fuck me but I got greedy and wanted you to love me."
The one where Niall is a simple car mechanic, and Harry's a famous designer and somehow, fate led them together.
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Am I the only one who wants to know what Niall said to Harry??
!! warning !! smut !!
P.s I'm so sorry I missed Tuesday's update! I'm getting so busy with school 🙄 but, happy Friday everyone! :)
// Friday lunchtime//
HS
I've been so lost in constructing scenarios on how this talk would turn out that I didn't even notice him walking in through the entrance.
"Hey." He greets, his tone monotonous. The corners of my lips turn up into a quick smile, and just like that, it falls.
He quickly calls for a drink, before he's turning his attention back to me. "You asked to meet?"
"Yeah." I mutter.
"What is it?" Then, it's silent between us. A heavy, thick kind of silence that makes my skin feel hot. I don't even know how and where to start. I purse my lip in thought.
"You better not treat Liam like shit." I finally mumble. He sighs.
"He's my good friend as well, Harry. I-"
"Good friend?" I cut him off. "If you were simply 'good friends' you guys wouldn't be fucking behind my back." I speak lowly. He rolls his eyes.
"Well, what's the difference between us and you and Niall then? You guys aren't even together either and you're fucking him." He refutes.
"Don't bring him into this." I hiss. "It's different. One, Liam's my best friend. And you're fucking him. Two, I actually have feelings for Niall."
He raises his brows disbelievingly, scoffing. "Huh. Cute." He states sarcastically. I roll my eyes, keeping a steady gaze on him.
"I'm serious." I state, narrowing my eyes at him slightly. "Don't break Liam's heart. As mad as I am at him, he actually has faith that you won't hurt him, and I don't want you to prove him wrong." He sighs deeply, his features softening.
"I won't." He murmurs. I nod slowly.
"And, why'd you do it?" I ask. "Threaten Niall?" He arches a brow, before he chuckles softly.
"I threatened Niall?" He scoffs.
"Don't act like you don't know. He told me everything. On how you threatened him if he told me about you and Liam."
"Yeah? Did he tell you about how he was after your money by trying to sell you crack?" He raises a brow with a knowing smirk.
"I know. He told me. And he also told me how you made a bet to see if he could sell it to me." He simply arches a brow.
