Sex Slave ʊ Narry, Nouis, Niam, Ziall (ON HOLD)

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CHAPTER ELEVEN: love?

↛ liam ↚

"Go after him!" I shout to Louis, who just shrugs and gets up. It looks like he was about to question why I shouted, so I give him a death glare.

"W-what just happened?" I hear a small faint voice come from behind me. I look to see Niall sitting on Louis' bed.

"Nothing, just- that's Harry for you, always starting drama." I chuckle to him.

"Did I just kill Larry?" He asks, with panic in his voice. "Oh heavens no, Modest! did." I said, then covering my mouth.

"Liam!!" Zayn yells. "Well fuck, you think I can keep that a secret from him Zayn?!" I ask, scanning Zayn with my eyes.

Harry is the only one that doesn't know it. Of course I knew about the two, they were all over each other! And when they shared the flat together, I went over one night to get some popcorn. Oh, and what did I hear from the front door? "Oh Harry! Keep going!" Louis moaning surprised me. I thought Louis would top! Clearly not.

I still get images in my head of the two fucking each others brains out. Kind of hot.

But yeah, I told Zayn, who told Josh, and Josh told one of the crew, then Management found out. The weird thing is, they didn't go to Harry. They went to Louis and told him break it off with Harry, and get a beard. As in a fake girlfriend.

But last few months, they publicly broke it off, now it's 5/5 single! "-Liam are you fucking listening?!" Zayn snaps his thumbs in my face.

"Huh, what, yeah?" I say coming back to reality after hearing my name being called.

"You wanker, I asked if you think I should tell Niall about Harry and Louis." Zayn says, still standing in the door way. "Sure?" I shrug. "Niall, you have to promise on your life, you can't tell anyone. Especially Harry." I look deep into Niall's eyes, soon getting lost in them. "I swear." He says, looking from me to Zayn.

I just watch Niall as Zayn explains everything. Niall seems to be happy at one point and another he's sad. He have so many emotions. I can see the rush through his face, the smile that creeps up on him, when he bites his lip when he can't bear the ending about Modest! splitting them up. It's the most perfect thing I've ever seen.

"Oh, so the fandom was pretty much right." Niall says in almost a whisper.

"Yeah you know how hard it is to hide it-" Zayn comments, as his phone starts to ring in his pocket. He puts up his finger, telling us one second, looking down at his phone. He then puts it to his ear, "hi mum!" He cheers, "this might take awhile." He remarks to us, walking out of the room.

I look back to Niall, "you okay?" I ask, he has the most lost face in the world.

"Larry was real." Is all he mumbles. "Yeah, and it's over and done with." I tell him straight up. He shakes his head, "right." He says looking to me.

"So, Liam?" He smiles sweetly, and so innocent.

"Oh Niall, I was wondering-" I start but he cuts me off, "hold that thought, does this involve me being drugged?" He smirks to me.

"Cheeky, you're never going to let that down, are you?" I smirk back to him. "Never." He chuckles, cutie.

"But do you wanna sleep with me-" he cuts me off again. "You fucking arse! I knew this was gonna end with you asking for sex!" He says standing up.

"No, no! Niall, I was going to ask if you wanted to sleep in the tv room with me tonight! On different sofas!" I try not to be to loud for the other boys to hear me.

"It's to late to go home, if you notice, it's getting dark out." I point my finger to the window. Niall turns his blonde head to the window, seeing the night sky take over.

"Oh, well, don't I sound mental." He whispers. "I-I'm sorry Liam. And yeah sure, I'd love to." He accepts my offer.

"Great, I'll go up stairs to get the blankets and pillows. If you want, you can go to the tv room and pick out the movies." I tell him, he nods.

"Okay, it's just down the hall." I tell him, smiling and walking out. I walk upstairs with my heart beating fast. I can't believe he said yes! Me, Liam Payne is having a sleep over with Niall Horan!

"You don't understand Harry!" I hear Louis whisper. I rise an eyebrow, tip-toeing towards the cracked door of Harry's room.

"Why don't you just tell me why then! I don't understand why you fucking left me!" Harry whispers back to Louis, I peek through the door to see Harry and Louis looking each other deep in the eyes, as Harry's tears roll down his cheeks.

They're having a deep conversation. I should leave the two to be.

↛ louis ↚

"Harry open the door please." I knock for the hundredth time on the young lads door.

"Why should I? You're just going to break my heart again." I hear him mumble. B-break his heart?

"Can't we just talk, I want to know why you're acting so weird." I tell him, as I hear a click on the door. I slowly open it to see Harry sitting back down on his bed. I walk in and close the door a little bit.

I walk in front of the small curly lad. "Now, what is all this nonsense about Harold?" I ask crossing my arms.

"It is not nonsense Louis!" He shouts, making me startled. "Don't shout, you'll make the others come up here." I whisper to him. He frowns standing up.

"Haz, tell me what's wrong." I try to reach out to him with my hand. But he flinches away, "don't call me that." He snaps.

"Oh sorry." I told him, frowning. "It's been almost four years, since we met. It's been almost two since we made love-", "m-made love?" I cut him off.

"There it is right there! You think I was just a shag! I loved you Louis." He breaks, I went blank.

"You l-loved me?" I stutter, choking on my words. I can tell he's about to cry because he's covering his face.

"Yes, I still do, but clearly you never did!" He looks back up to me.

"You don't understand Harry!" I bite my lip, I can't tell him Modest! did it. It would kill him.

"Why don't you just tell me why then! I don't understand why you fucking left me!" He says, as he starts to sob, still looking at me.

"Harry," I can't bloody take it anymore. I move closer to the boy with tears coming out of his eyes. "Stop crying, Haz." I tell him, leaning in kissing his lips.

I missed his lips on mine to be honest. But there's a problem. As he kissed me back, I didn't think it was possible.

All I could think about is Niall's lips on mine, and all the things I could do to the blonde boy.

↛ liam ↚

I pretty much trip down the stairs, with all the blankets and pillows in my hand. I got my balance back and walk to the tv room.

"I hope you like big blankets Nia- Zayn!!" I shouted seeing Zayn about to kiss Niall.

(A/N- Omg okay, are you okay with this Larry drama? I feel bad for putting Larry in here. Comment, vote, thanks lovely's xx)