Slave for you - Narry

Chapter 5

This is miserable.

I had a gorgeous blonde laying in my bed right now and I'm stuck in class. I looked around at all the people snoozing around me. Louis was sat cuddle up next to Zayn who had his a hand a little closer to the feather-haired boys crotch than I would've like to see. The professor was droning on and on about something completely uninteresting. The clock ticked by at an excruciatingly slow pace. 25 more minutes and I can go home to Niall. After that day I had taught him about the stars he became a bit more open and talkative with me. He wasn't as afraid to ask questions and we often sat together on the couch or arm-chair with a book between us, me reading allowed while he followed along as best he could. It was actually quite nice, he seemed to love the fairy tales best of all. I wanted to ask him why but never got the chance, maybe I would today.

"Alright class. Since it seems nobody really gives a damn about what I have to say, why don't you all go home early." I think I may have just fallen in love with my teacher. I jumped up from my seat and began to eagerly pack up the few things I carried with me. Louis walked over with Zayn following closely behind.

"You don't mind if we come over do you? Its been ages since we've hung out!" Louis whined dramatically. I began to feel guilty, I had been neglecting him lately, even if he did have other ways of occupying himself, he was still my best mate. I guess Niall and I could always read a bit before bed.

"Yeah sure Lou. Just try and behave yeah? I wont stop Niall from punching you in the face if you do something to deserve it." He pouted which drew a light chuckle from Zayn, but he agreed non the less

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"Hey Niall I'm back!" I called opening the door to my room. It was an early class today so it was only 11ish which my little angel can usually sleep well past, this is why I was confused not to find him curled up in bed.

"Harry?" his husky, Irish accented sounded from the direction of the bathroom. My mouth dropped when I turned my head to look at him. He was shirtless and wearing only a pair of my sweatpants which were a little too big and long so they hung low on his hips, revealing the defined V-line through his milky skin. His hair was all askew in a way that was incredibly sexy and he rubbed gently at his sleepy eyes. The skin on his face was slightly flushed from having just woken up. I must've been staring too long because I heard Louis laugh beside me and Niall turned away, blushing furiously. "H-how was class?" he asked walking over to where he had discarded his shirt and pulling it over his head.

After regaining my composure I realized he was talking to me. "Oh um it was fine. Boring actually, could barely keep my eyes open."

"Well I thought it was just riveting!" Louis piped up from where he had made himself comfortable on the bed.

"That's because Zayn was practically jerking you off the entire time." I stated flatly

Zayn just laughed and made his way over to Niall. "Hello, my names Zayn. It's nice to finally meet you." He introduced with a smile. The once-over and shy smile Niall gave him made my insides boil. I was not blind to the fact that Zayn was much better looking than me and could get any guy or girl he wanted. The mans face was perfectly symmetrical for gods sake with honey brown eyes and soft, jet black hair. Not to mention his peculiar accent which made him seem even more exotic. It was no wonder Louis practically threw himself at him the first time they met, worshipping the ground he walked on.

"Yeah you too," Niall replied. "So you're Louis boyfriend?"

"I don't understand what all this talk about boyfriends is about, Zayn and I are just two lads who happen to get along quite well." Louis said with a smirk. I just rolled my eyes at him knowing exactly what he was doing. He would never admit to having feelings for Zayn, because that would mean making himself vulnerable to being hurt. It was a defense mechanism I knew all too well.

"Whatever you say babe." Zayn said walking over to lay down beside Louis, but not before giving him a quick kiss square on the mouth.

"I'm serious though Niall, we're not exclusive. You can join in anytime you like." Louis finished off his tease with a wink. The way Niall's eyes lingered on Zayn when he said that was more than I could take.

"Okay, enough about threesomes. How about we do something fun!" I said trying desperately to change the subject.

"You know what's more fun than three-somes? Four-somes!" Louis exclaimed. I watched Niall's face heat up to the point where I thought he would burst.

"Louis!" I chastised

"What? Fine Haz if you don't want to join you can just watch, maybe even record it."

"Don't you ever think about something other than sex?" He began to tap his chin as if he was in serious thought. I rolled my eyes again and walked over to the entertainment system. "Hey Niall, why don't you come help me pick a film." He agreed and soon we were all engrossed in an action film with lots of explosions and screaming women. Well I was anyway. Louis and Zayn were more enamored with snogging each others faces off and Niall was trying to subtly watch them from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't hide it from me. "Jealous?" I leaned to whisper hotly in his ear. I was joking of course but part of me was praying his answer would be no.

"W-what?" He stammered, the blush on his face a dead giveaway

"I said, are you jealous? I can see you watching them."

He looked down at his hands. "No." He stated quietly. I could tell he was lying so I gave him a few minutes to work up the courage to tell the truth. "O-okay, maybe a little. But not in the way you think."

"In what way then?" My heart was pounding in my chest. I don't know what I'd do if my little angel had feelings for either of the two boys.

"It's just," his voice was barely audible so I leaned in close and buried my face in his neck, knowing he'd be more comfortable talking about his feelings if he didn't have to face me. "It's just they seem to really care about each other and I-I've never had that." He seemed to have more he wanted to say so I stayed quiet although I wasn't sure how much more I could listen to. "M-my last master used to make me do...things. Things I always thought only people in love did. He said it didn't matter, no one ever really gives a shit about other people. He said I should take what I could get because it's what I deserve. I just wish I deserved to be cared about like Zayn and Louis." Just when I thought my heart couldn't be broken into any smaller pieces. His voice had started to break during his last words but he never once shed a tear. I stayed where I was, tightly wrapping my arms around his waist and just holding him until he stopped shaking. When I was sure he could support himself, I got up and quietly asked Louis if he and Zayn could go. The pair were more than happy to oblige after the frenzy they'd worked themselves into.

After the door closed I took a moment to collect my thoughts. How was I going to handle this? I needed to be strong for him but I couldn't. The tears were streaming down my face and my body wracked with the effort from it. Soon I felt strong hands on my shoulders. Niall pressed his forehead against my back, right in between my shoulder blades. "Harry," his voice was hoarse with emotion that he refused to show "don't cry for me."

"Its just so unfair Niall. Because you're probably the most perfect fucking person I know and you deserve the world. You deserve to be loved and cherished, not pushed around by some pervert who cant get laid on his own. And don't think I'm so naïve about those marks on your back. You've been hurt and it kills me knowing that, how someone could ever do something like that to you is beyond me. And another thing-" He cut me off by turning me around and pushing me up against the wall. His eyes were swirling with the battle he held with himself on the inside. I didn't have to wait long until his lips were pressed up against mine in a forceful, needy kiss. His tongue licked greedily on my bottom lip and I was more than willing to let him in. His dominance made my head spin, my knees nearly giving out below me. But just as quickly he pulled away, leaving me to chase after his retreating mouth.

"Thank you Harry." His smile was surprisingly tender after the way he had just attacked my mouth.

I was so far gone for this boy. I feel as though my entire life I've been living on edge, waiting and waiting for something but I didn't know what. But just then, when his lips collided with mine and our bodies molded together perfectly, I felt at peace. Like I had finally found whatever it was I had lost all those years ago.

"I'm going to take care of you Niall."

"I know."