Broken English (Student/Teacher Zarry&LiLo)

None of Your Business

Song of the Chapter: Mysterious Ways by U2

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*Ryder's POV* :P

It's taken me 14 years to work up the nerves to ask Harry out and it took a blowjob to do it. I fell in love with Harry when I was four, and he was two. It happened in the silliest of ways as well.

His mother, who was still cheery and sweet at the time, was best friends with my mother so she came over frequently. Harry was just adorable; head of chocolate curls, sparkling green eyes, plump pink lips, and the best smile with the cutest dimples in town. It was hard not to love him, still is.

As the story goes, we would play in our pen and I just remember this one time, we were using building blocks when Jerry the cat came in and knocked them all down. Long story short, I broke into tears and threw a long fit until Harry crawled over with a toothy grin holding one of the blocks. He giggled and said, "I fix you." Then he grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the blocks, trying to help me fix the tower, but miserably failing. I've been smitten ever since, and that's exactly why I'm here now; for Harry.

You may think it's impossible to love at such a young age over something so trivial, but it's true. Something changed in me that day and I became infatuated with the boy. Followed him around like a little puppy; still do. I'd do anything for him, and it just means the world to me that he's willing to give me a shot despite the other man in his life.

"Ryder." Harry smiled sweetly, holding out a hand for me. "I have to go deal with a new shipment. Care to join me?"

"Yes. Of course." I quickly snapped out of my nostalgic trance, grabbing his hand. "So what is it this time? The shipment that is."

"It's this weird cocoa bean mix with chilis and other weird shit in it. Apparently one of the chilis is illegal in the US so they don't sell it in stores. Big bucks for me though."

"Oh. Strange as usual." I plodded a long beside him happily. "So. Have you gotten any hit or PI requests lately?"

"Yes I have actually." He held open a door for me before following me inside. "A man by the name of Tommy Ratliff needs me to look into an Adam Lambert. They both work down at this club called Erotic Paradise. I've successfully infiltrated the premises, but I've yet to meet Adam."

Harry was now sat at his desk in that big chair of his that lets everyone know, despite his age, he's in charge.

"You know I love it when you talk business to me. Big words, big ideas." I leaned forward in my seat and winked.

"One of your kinks Mr. Lovelace?" He cocked an eyebrow at me, an amused smile on his lips.

"Definitely. Always has been."

"Someone's getting cheeky now, are we?"

"We are." I smirked back at him.

Harry leaned forward in his chair, narrowing his eyes. His elbows resting on the desk, chin in his hands. "What are you playing at RyeRye?"

"I'm a kinky little bastard."

"Oh. Like Rhianna?"

"Worse." I whispered, scooting closer to Harry's face.

"Then you, are, one, naughty boy." Our noses touched and soon our lips did too. Then one thing lead to another and I pulled Harry over his desk causing him to topple over onto me.

"Needy too." He breathed out against my lips as we pulled away.

"I need you right now." I clutched his shirt pulling him down on me, rubbing my legs against his hips.

There was a knock on the door. "Hold on one second." Harry replied.

He hurriedly shuffled away from me, readjusting his desk and appearance while I stood up.

"Come in." Now he sat, completely composed in his chair of power.

"Hello sir." One of the workers coughed awkwardly when he noticed me.

"Continue please. I don't have all day." Harry said in annoyed tone.

"Yes. The shipment has been unloaded and there's a man here to see you. Says you need to sign something."

"Okay. Send him in."

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*Niall's POV*

It may be creepy of me, but Ed is so gorgeous when he sleeps. So quiet and peaceful. I can just sit back and admire what he's like. The utter beauty of his ginger hair and round face. I sigh through my nose, imagining him serenading me on the night of our first kiss. Things have progressed so much since then.

Two days after I ran out on him in the restaurant, he showed up at my apartment with flowers and a box of chocolates. He apologized to me and sang "Be My Husband" by Nina Simone to me. My heart lept in my chest. It was unbelievable that a man would do something like this for me. My walls slowly came crashing down. I apologized to him for leaving our lovely evening then invited him inside to make up for it. We cuddled and watched old movies while eating popcorn, with a few of the chocolates he brought. Nothing bad really happened until tonight because Zayn lives with me and Ed is a gentleman.

Edward passed out about a half hour ago. He was knackered and needed the sleep. So here I am, cuddled into his side in silence as the dark carresses my pale skin. Every once in awhile I would brush my fingers along his chest, but I don't want to wake him.

I snuggled my head into his neck and yawned rather loudly despite my efforts. That stirred up Ed which made me want to punch myself.

"You okay?" Edward said sleepily rubbing his eyes.

"'M fine." I murmured, hugging him closer.

"You should get some sleep Ni."

I giggle. He cares so much. "Sing to me."

"Anything for you." He squeezed my shoulder and began my sweet lullaby.

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A/N: :) Ned is really really cute. Am I right??!!

Until Next Time,

~~~~It's Zen

P.S. I'm performing at a fair!