Dirty Niall Horan Imagines

2. He Gets A Boner In Front Of The Boys

The boys were over, enjoying some beer with Niall and eating loads of food. I had been in my room all day, reading and going on the internet. Because I was just in bed, I was wearing short shorts and a tank top that was a little too small for me. My boobs were popping out.

I was getting hungry, so I walked downstairs where the boys were eating and grabbed a slice of pizza, sitting on Niall's lap to eat it. "Hey boys."

"Hey Y/N" they smiled, although they weren't really looking at my eyes, they were focused on my chest.

"What are ya watching?" I ask adjusting myself on Niall's lap, trying to hide my chest with my arms.

"Football" Liam replied, eyes gazing over at Niall. "You alright there mate?"

"Hmmm, what?" Niall asks, well groans.

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"Nothing" he says and I scooted my butt a little bit. "Don't do that" he says and I confusingly raised an eyebrow.

"Seriously Niall, what is it?" I asked and he looked down at his lap, at least I thought that's what he was trying to make me look at. Instead, I got off his lap, only to see a tent in his sweat pants.

"What is that?!" Louis yells laughing. "Is little Nialler happy to see Y/N?"

"Shut up!" Niall yells back, cheeks red. He grabbed a pillow and placed it over himself.

"Sorry" I whispered feeling bad for my boyfriend. "I'll just go back upstairs..."

"No need, we'll leave" Liam says dragging all the boys out of the house.

"Bye!" I hollered.

"Bye!" Followed by a door slam.

"I'm gonna go get rid of my problem" Niall blushes standing up, but I pushed him back down on the couch.

"No need" I whispered seductively. I slowly pulled my tank top over my head, leaving me in nothing my little shorts.

"Fuck" Niall whispered. I bit my lip, running my hands over my hard nipples.

"Take off your pants."