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sorry about all the smut guys, I'm in an angsty smut mood and people on tumblr are giving me prompts. You guys can give me prompts too! well, enjoy! Angry golfer!harry.
Niall and Harry had decided to go to the golf course while they were down in Florida. Niall had wanted more time with his boyfriend and he had already planned a day at the theme park the next day, so he suggested a twilight golfing session. Harry was ecstatic; thrilled that Niall was willing to settle for more calm things. He could go with them to the theme park, but he hated roller coasters. Also, he wouldn’t know if he could handle not touching Niall when he took his shirt off, so golf it was.
They gathered their clubs and headed out, getting dropped off by a black car decked out with so much tint Harry could have placed his dick against the window and no one outside would see it. Of course, when Harry shared that thought with Niall, Niall laughed so hard he almost fell out of his seat. The driver had even offered to pull over so Niall could collect himself, but he just smiled at Harry with admiration, super grateful for how absolutely insane he was.
When they got to the club, Harry went in and took care of everything since he was more familiar with the process. When he came out Niall was sitting in the golf cart waiting for him, with their clubs already loaded in the back. Niall was already thinking about all the havoc he could wreck coasting along in a golf cart, but then Harry gave him the look because he knew exactly what he was thinking about; he scooted over, letting Harry into the driver’s seat and they pulled away.
Finally on the course, Harry went up first, taking his shot and landing so close to the hole, he could just putt it in. Niall was jealous because he had about 10% of the skill that Harry possessed, so when he got up to swing, he wasn’t surprised when Harry stood behind him to fix his position. Harry was however surprised when he felt Niall wiggle his ass against him and moved his leg in an effort of moving his semi-hard penis over. He was moving back ready to let Niall swing, but Niall thought he was going to swing with him so he was halfway through reeling the club back when it connected with Harry’s face.
“You fucking bastard”
“Omigod, I’m so fucking sorry Hazza”
“Just stop, I’ll be back” Harry said and with that he got in the golf cart and went back to the main office to get a look in the bathroom. Niall was still frozen on the green, so surprised with what just happened. Then he started jogging towards the office to check up on his birthday. He was just grateful that he didn’t laugh because Harry would have probably broken up with him right there, but the look of pure betrayal on his face almost made a giggle escape from Niall’s mouth.
When he finally reached the office, before he could ask, the man at the desk pointed to the employee’s only door and went back to work. Niall went to the back searching for a bathroom and he found it. Knocking until Harry finally opened the door with a glare. He was furious, mostly because it happened at such a bad time, Harry was zoned out thinking about how he was going to fuck Niall senseless when the club connected with his head.
“I’m so sorry”
“I know, but it fucking hurts you fucking twat.”
“I said I was fucking sorry”
“Doesn’t make it not hurt. What the hell were you thinking?”
“ I didn’t know you were going to let go!”
“Well I couldn’t damn well let you grind on me in public! It’ll be no time until the fangirls are her!”
“Well there’s no fangirls in here, want me to making you feel better?”
