(Authors note)
This is my first fan fiction piece and so far I'm pretty happy with it but please don't hate me if its bad. For right now I'm only posting the first chapter but I have 8 written so far, if you would like me to post them please tell me. I would really enjoy your feed back and also there probably is some grammatical problems and I will try to fix them soon. There is some smut early in this story but if you like fluff their will definitely be a change in the chapters to come.
(Niall's p.o.v)
"I want you to rock me
Rock me
Rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me
Rock me
Rock me, yeah"
Harry is grinding on the shaft of the microphone making the crowd roar.
"I want you to hit the petal
Heavy metal
Show me you care
I want you to rock me
Rock me
Rock me, yeah
I want you to rock me
Rock me
Rock me, yeah"
Since Harry got the crowd to roar by grinding on the microphone I decide to get some applause too. I first repeat Harrys swift move of grinding on the microphone and when I successfully get the crowd to roar I decide that I want more so I jerk off my shirt causing the crowd to explode in the loudest cheer I've ever heard. I throw my sweat soaked shirt out in the crowd and I'm in awe when this guy catches it instead of one of the hundreds of girls surrounding him. The poor boys gonna die if he doesn't run now.
"I want you to rock me
Rock me
Rock me, yeah
I want you to hit the petal
Heavy metal
Show me you care
I wont you to rock me
Rock me
Rock me, YEAH"
It's finally over, Thank God! It's not that I don't enjoy performing it's just that it tires me and makes me really,really hungry.
Harry is telling the crowd goodnight when suddenly he grabs my crotch causing the crowd to explode in excitment. I don't even understand how that could make a crowd cheer, its just us lads messing around like usual.
On the way out I was begging the lads to hold up so I could grab a snack but instead they dragged me to the van. On the way to the flat, I was starving and food is all I could think about. I was sitting there dreaming of food and that's when I hear a loud growl beside of me and according to Harry's stomach I'm not the only one who's hungry. No one ever cares about what I want but when Harry demands for the driver to go to Taco Bell, it happens. It kinda pisses me off at first to know that Harry gets his way, but I kinda don't care because I'm getting FOOD.
We finally are almost to the flat and honestly I'm still hungry and I know I ate atleast twenty tacos. The rest of the boys are stuffed and almost asleep but my stomach is still begging for food. When we reach the flat we all drag ourselves inside and Harry puts the rest of his tacos up. He and rest of the boys went to bed but I had gone to the kitchen to fetch a gallon of ice cream. I go into the living room and put in "Finding Nemo" strip down into my black and yellow spandex boxers and I lay on the cold white leather sofa with the freezing gallon of vanilla ice cream on my stomach and enjoy myself.
