1D bromance one shots!

Lirry- Don't Mess With My Boyfriend

Hehehehe. I'm here!!! I lost a bunch of followers on twitter for no reason... Why do you hate me?! What did I ever do to you? Well then. We shall have a magnificent garden party, and you people who unfollowed me are not invited. (References!!! Hehehehehehe) I finished watching Black Butler Book of Circus and it made me sick to my stomach... I swear to the gods, it was psychotic. There was a lot of blood, limbs being hacked off, children being brainwashed, fire, children being burned to death in the fire, Finny, Mey-Rin, and Bard killed 5 people, and Ciel and Sebastian killed one of my favorite characters after letting him bleed out because Sebastian chopped his other arm that was prothestic off. And then in the end, Cirl laughed at the fact that the family that they had killed had been protecting something they had no idea was already gone. And I was just sitting there, almost going to puke, and thinking 'these people were just trying to protect their family and be loyal to the man who had adopted them, even if he was making them kidnap kids, still, there was no need to brutally murder all of them that way...' I really liked those characters. So piece of advice, DONT WATCH IT. It made me sick to my stomach and I'm able to sit through both of the Insidious', and many horror films without being even queasy. So just don't watch it. Anyways, on a happier note, this is a cute little Lirry cause why the hell not? Enjoy!
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Liam's POV
I was walking down the hall of my high school when my back was slammed against the lockers. I looked up through my eyelashes to see it was the school jock, Zayn. He had shoved me up against the locker and was sneering at me.
"Hey, f*****" (I really hate that word, so I'm censoring it because I'm uncomfortable writing it. It looks weird, but I just don't like writing that word.) I didn't dare look him In the eyes, knowing if I did, he'd punch the life out of me. Not that he didn't already many times before.
"Where's your boyfriend? Oh wait, you don't have one because you're a little freak. No one likes you."
I laughed internally because the jokes on them. I have a boyfriend, and if he sees this happening when he comes to get me, he'll punch Zayn's lights out. I smirked, internally, as not to get punched, and said nothing. But I sighed in relief when I heard the familiar voice that I loved so much.
"Hey! What the f*ck do you think you're doing? Get your hands off him, you motherf*cker!" Zayn released my collar and I landed on my feet. He whipped around and looked at the furious lad who was storming towards us. He was tall, with tattoos and piercings and a scowl on his face. He had green eyes and brown, curly hair. Zayn laughed.
"And who might you be, curly?"
"I'm his f*cking boyfriend, now, get the f*ck away from him before I punch your bloody lights out!" The boy growled, staring straight at Zayn.
"Boyfriend?" And Zayn burst out laughing. "This freak doesn't even have a boyfriend!" The boy in front of us snarled deep in his throat.
"Yes he f*cking does. And that's me. And you better stay the f*ck away from him, otherwise I'll hospitalize you!"
"What's your name, curly?" Zayn didn't seem to believe that the boy could do any of that, but I knew better. I'd seen it.
"Harry Styles. You best remember that because if you don't leave my boyfriend alone, it'll be the last thing you remember before I put you in a coma!" Harry growled slightly again.
"I don't believe you. This little freak doesn't have anyone."
This set Harry off. He grabbed me, a little tightly, around the waist and pulled me to his chest. I stared up at him and his eyes softened as he stared down at me. He leaned down and kissed my lips, softly and slowly. His lip ring was cold against my lips and I took it between my teeth, gently playing with it, like I knew Harry loved. I almost forgot Zayn was there, but I heard his intake of breath and I whined as Harry pulled away from me, wanting more of his kisses. Harry didn't let go of my waist as he turned to Zayn.
"There's your f*cking proof, you asshole. Now, leave my boyfriend alone and I'll kindly not beat you into a coma. Got it?" Zayn nodded frantically, his eyes finally starting to show traces of fear, before he turned and ran down the hall. Harry turned back to me and smiled at me, before he leaned down and touched his forehead with mine.
"You okay, princess?" I nodded, smiling at him.
I lifted my hand and started to play gently with his ear piercings. It was kind of a habit I'd taken up after I found out he had them all, and they were so interesting to me. I'd never really seen piercings on a guy up close and Harry's fit him perfectly. Harry was smiling sweetly and rubbing circles on my hips, staring at me while I stared back, absentmindedly playing with his hair now. He leaned his head into my hands as they ran through his hair.
"How you doing, princess? You okay now? If that asshole tries to hurt you again, tell me and I'll kill him." I giggled, running my hands through his hair still, trying to calm his rage.
"Haz, please don't. You'd get arrested and charged for murder. If rather not have to visit you I prison for life and not be able to hug and kiss and cuddle with you." He laughed loudly, throwing his head back.
"You never stop being adorable, do you?" He teased, smiling at me. I giggled again, smiling back at him. He pulled away, before grabbing my hand.
"Let's go home, princess."
"Okay, knight in shining armour." I joked and he laughed, pulling me to his car.