" im going home for a while."
" why." i walked out of the door. i heard my name but i sped off. i come up to our house and see Harry's car still there. i walked in and they were not there. either Zayn parked in the garage or they were gone. thank god. i walked upstairs and heard voices. yep. the garage. i sighed and walked pass their room. " SHIT NIALL YOU FUCKING SCARED ME!?" Zayn held. " I got you." i looked and Harry was holding him. he took his hands down. " i got you." he said. tears rolled down my face. is this really happening right now? i sighed a shaky exhale and run to my room and cried.
Zayn's P.O.V
" I wander what he's writing in that stupid little book anyway." Harry said. we stared at Niall. he was on his stomach with a box of tissues. they were all over and he was writing. " y-yeah."
" What is it. a diary?" he smirked.
" H-he only writes in it when he's angry..b-because he's to shy and sensitive t-to say what he feels."
" Are you fucking being sensitive!? not around me." he closed the door. " i-im sorry your right-"
" damn sure i am! what you said is true and now you wanna back out!?"
" no!"
" stop thinking about him. im your bestie now." he grabbed my hands. he looked at me. he kissed my neck. " Harry Sta-" i bit my lip. i exhaled. " Stop. we cant. im not..like you or him. im married."
" She doesn't have to know-"
" Harry are you fucking serious!? im not leaving her for you. im sorry." he sighed. " im sorry. i just really haven't interacted you know. with him. im used to it." he pulled his hair back. " i get it...with Perrie being away." i rubbed my eye. he patted my back. " its okay." he smiled. i smiled back. " Im really getting hard." he groaned. " What!?"
" Save it. were both boys." he touched himself. " Okay get jerk off cum on your floor in your own house!"
" Zayn." he moaned. " No."
" Please! he wont talk to me!"
" cause you wont. he's sensitive he'll take you back."
" I never give in at times like this!"
" Just do it! c'mon ew."
" Dammit fine." he stood. i sighed. thank you! he trailed off.
Harry's P.O.V
i knocked on his open door. he jumped. " I didn't say any-"
" dont." i said. what was he thinking? he turned around on his back. i gripped the collar of my shirt and moaned. what is with me?
" I-i..hm.." i said. " Y-you what?"
" i-im s-s-dammit Niall kiss me!"
" w-what?-" i shook my head. okay im fucked up. " Hold on." i ran to Zayn's room. " i cant do this!?"
" well im not talking to him!?"
" please! im fucking!!" i waved my hands at my zipper. " Hard!! im not fucking used to this!? we'd do it every time we'd meet up! i mean the guy gives good head."
" WHOA WHOA!!!"
" C'mon Zayn please!?"
" no! but you guys did it at the hotel!?"
" uh..YEAH!! you didn't hear me!? oh wait over Perrie course not." i smirked. he hit my arm. " Sorry but c'moon!! or you do it!"
" hell no!"
" please please please please pleeeaase, Zayn!!" i madly sighed and stood from the ground.
Niall's P.O.V
he stood in my doorway. " Harry's horney, go fuck em'"
" im not fucking him!?"
" You did at the hotel!"
" what!?"
" um..were you sleep? he said you give good head."
" duude."
" what!? look, just kiss him or something. make him leave me the hell alone! do your man slut thing!" i gasped as he sat on his floor yelling at Harry. Harry came in. " Please."
" im not a sex toy, Harold."
" its Harry."
" its fuck you." he needs to see how he treats people. " K fine. i-i-im sorry okay. for ignoring you. but if you give in I'll tell you why i was mad?" i really did want to know why was mad. i stood slowly as he clutched himself. i kissed him and he kissed back. he threw me on my bed roughly. he smirked. Zayn closed his door as my cheeks turned red as he saw us. He kissed my neck and i moan loudly. he bit his bottom lip. i was starting to give in. he moaned and took his pants off. he slipped my sweatpants off and let his lips caress my hardness. i moan pulling his curls. he smirked and pulled my boxers down and started sucking. i moaned again. he watched my face. he squeezed it and i flinched. i was really close. he took off my shirt and kissed my neck, down to my lower abdomen. i moaned as i knew his next step. he rubbed me and sucked again. i pulled his curls. it was the best i could do. he was really hard. i moaned if just the feeling if it stroking my leg as he went up and down. i came easily. i moaned he swallowed it all. i pushed him down and pulled his dick out. he moaned at me teasing him as i kissed it up and down. " Fucking tease." he said. i smiled and sucked. he moaned gripped my hair pulling it. i ignored the pain because i did it to him. he moaned again. i squeezed him and he gasped. " Your.." he gasped and breathed. " horrible." he threw his head back. i smiled at him. " I know." i smirked. i kept it up and sooner than i thought he came to. he moaned and gripped the blanket. i plopped down beside him. he was breathing hard as i was to. i kissed him he did back. " babe, im sorry." he's never called me that before. " its okay." i said. he smiled. " i just wish Zayn would forgive me to."
" i know." he sighed. " I'll talk to him okay." he kissed me. i nodded. he went to the bathroom and took a shower. i used my bathroom and took a shower to. i put on clean clothes that was good. i had on grey sweat pants, a green shirt and i was drying my hair. the shirt is Harry's and when i left, he was washing a load and my sweatpants were in there. i changed my blanket and washed it. it was done and i made my bed back up. Harry and i came to Zayn's room. he had his grey Beats on mumbling some song. i already know this going to be hard.
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