...You've got to be kidding me? (Lirry/Zarry/Ziam/Nouis boyxboy)

Chapter 5 x

Chapter 5.

A/N: This basically a short filler explaining Boo's dilemma.

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Louis' POV

Why am I taking advantage of the fact to this beautiful blonde is finally mine? Don't I care about him? At least this time wasn't as bad as the first...

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flashback*

Zayn and I were partners for an English assignment. Shit. I am really afraid of him...I don't care if it's not 'manly' I just am. But hey, that was Friday. Today is Saturday and the day that Zayn and I agreed that he'd come over and we just finish it, so that we didn't have to meet up everyday after school. I was simply dressed in tight black jeans and a knitted sweater. I heard the doorbell ring. He agreed to come at 7, and it's now 8:45... I opened it to find a quiffed up Zayn, strutting into my house with combat boots, a definetly transparent white V neck, and a varsity jacket. I have to admit, he does look really good. My dad left for a trip on business for two weeks so my mum decided to take the girls on a vacation to Mullingar to visit Niall's family, so I was home alone.

We went up to my room and I grabbed out the Scarlet Letter. We had to make a clay model of the scene in he book that to us, was the most important. I coughed awkwardly. "So, Zayn...did you choose a scene?" "Nope." he simply said, popping the "p". I sighed in fustration. "Zayn...I said you pick out the scene and I'll mold it. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?! You basically had to do NOTHING and you still didn't do it you twat!" I didn't realize I pushed Zayn against the and was yelling in his face until I felt his breathing on my neck. I was panting; I usually don't yell at people.

Before I could comprehend what was happening, Zayn's lips were roughly pressed against mine. Not moving, but holding me still. He let go and I looked into his eyes. The was a unmistakeable wave a lust that gleamed in his eyes. "You're fucking hot when you're upset." I didn't get to say anything because he had already connected our lips again. He grabbed me, threw me on the bed, and climbed on top of me. "Stop." I panted. He smirked. "Now, why would you want me to do that?" he growled. I tried to answer but me bit my neck and OH SWEET GOD I had to stifle a moan. "I-I h-have a b-boyfriend..." I stuttered. Fuck. Why did I stutter? I can't show any weakness. "Harry?" he murmured. He was still biting my neck, I forgot what we we're talking about. "Huh?" "Is Harry your boyfriend?" Ohhhhhh. "No, Niall is. " I smiled at the thought of him, then immediatley felt guilty that a certain part of me was getting 'excited' over someone other than him.

Zayn noticed and got a smug look on his lips. "Louis...looks like you got a little problem." I blushed like crazy. "I-I uhh...um" he started to grind into me. "Want me to help with that?" He wouldn't, would he?

Zayn started to unbuckle my belt. "Zayn stop, I'm not a cheater." I didn't find the strength in myself to stop him. "You started cheating once you kissed me back...might as well enjoy it." he said simply. He got my jeans and started playing with the band of my FCUK boxers. He started to rub me through my boxers and couldn't hold it in. I let out a loud moan. He smirked. He slowly pulled down my boxers exposing me to the cold air. I shuddered. Zayn took the tip into his mouth flicking his tounge over it. Oh my. He started to suck slowly. I threw my head back as he started to tease me. You know what? Fuck it. "Oh fuck Zayn. Stop teasing me. FASTER." I growled. He quickly picked up the pace, but that wasn't enough for me. I grabbed the back of his neck, driving myself deeper and deeper into his mouth. He gagged, a couple of times, and I simply said, " You wanted this, now take it." I'm going to make Zayn regret ever wanting to fuck me. Soon enough, I finished up in his mouth and he swallowed. He fell onto the bed panting. "God,Louis. That was great." he breathed. I gave him a 'bitch please' look. "I'm not fucking done with you. You wanted this, so those tears that will be coming mean shit to me."

Zayn gave me a confused look. I grabbed him and brought him over to the wall. He looked scared. Cute. "Louis I-I've never been bended over b- bef-" Zayn stuttered. I laughed. "So you've never be on bottom? Now's a good time to learn." I turned him back around and harshly entered him. He screamed in pain. "ah fuck, LOUIS! Stop ah. It. ah. HURTS." Zayn yelled. As if. I thrusted into him harder and harder until he was on the wall clawing for something to grab, he found nothing, I smirked. I reached him front of him and started to pump him while I thrusted harder. He started to cry, and that's what I wanted him to feel. "Louis...I can't take this...I'm going to faint." oh really? Suddenly, I stopped thrusting. Zayn tried to catch his breath. "Are you in pain?" he looked t me with pleading eyes. "Yes. Can-" I stopped him. "When Niall finds out I cheated he's going to cry just like you are. So why not enjoy it?" I said in a mocking tone. I wasn't done yet. I started thrusting again, until I felt my self nearing my end. By now, Zayn wasn't crying, he was repeatedly saying, "ah ah ah oh ah ah" each time I threw his member and himself against the wall. I finished up in him and he dropped to the floor. I walked away and went to shower off the cheater on me. Only, it wouldn't come off.

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End Flashback*

How do I explain both of these slipups to Niall...he's going to loathe me.

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Zayn's POV

That night I went over Louis' house was probally the roughest sex I've ever had. He left me on the floor swimming in bliss and his remains of something I craved. I really do like him.

Liam, Harry, Louis, Alex?

I like to many people.

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