You're My Everlasting Light- A Narry Storan Fanfiction

Chapter 10

You’re My Everlasting Light

Chapter 10

Harry sat in his bed, looking up at the ceiling.

Niall had dropped him off at his house a few hours earlier, and he was all Harry could think about lately.

Niall was a good friend, Niall was nice, Niall was hilarious, Niall was amazingly awkward, Niall was…. cute.

Harry knew he should totally be over it by now, but he still had it on his mind. Something told him it wasn’t the singer that had made him hard. It may seem a little selfish, or delusional, but… maybe it was him who gave Niall the boner.

Harry shook that thought away and stood up, walking down into the kitchen and grabbing some Corona Light.

He knew it was probably too early to drink, 5:10, but might as well get an early start, right?

He took a large gulp of the beer, slightly squinting at the taste. Harry didn’t drink that often, and he actually didn’t like it all that much.

He was soon enough done with the first bottle, grabbing another. Then another…

Harry was on his fourth bottle, and he was already pretty shit faced.

He opened his fifth bottle and decided to call Niall.

He typed the, what currently seemed like a complicated number into the phone and listened to the ring.

“Hello?” The harsh Irish accent answered.

“Nnnnniiiaaaallll, come ovvveerrr.” Harry dragged, smiling at the sigh on the other line.

“Harry, why the fuck are you wasted?” He asked, making Harry gasp.

“I am not! Not get your cute little bum over here.” He said drunkenly, hearing Niall laugh on the other line.

“Alright, yeah… I’ll be over in a while.” He answered, hanging up the phone.

Harry pressed the end button, setting his phone on the coffee table and stretching out on the couch. He closed his eyes, and what seemed like a second later, there was a knock on his door. He stood up with a grunt, swinging open the door to a smirking Niall.

He walked inside, closing the door behind him and dragging Harry to the couch.

“Now,” Niall began, “Would you care to explain to me why the fuck you’re wasted at 7:00 Pm?”

“Hmm, cause you’re so cute.” Harry moaned, bopping Niall gently on the nose.

Niall rolled his eyes, “Yeah, sure. But seriously Harry, why the hell are you drunk? You hate drinking.” He reminded, looking at Harry with worried eyes.

“Because, Niallll. You’re all I can think about.” Harry whined, smirking at Niall.

He shook his head, “You’re really fucking wasted.” Niall said with a chuckle.

“I realllyyy wanna kiss you.” Harry flirted, getting close up to Niall.

“No you don’t Hazza, you’re just really fucking drunk.” He pulled Harry up by his wrist, dragging him along to his bedroom and laying him down.

“Harry, I’m going to stay the night here so I can make sure you don’t do anything stupid.” He said with a laugh; cover Harry up with the fluffy blankets and walking over to the chair in the corner of Harry’s room, sitting down quietly.

Harry wasn’t quite sure why, and he was almost positive he would regret it in about 5 seconds, but it all made sense right now.

He decided to play it up a notch and make Niall a bit week at the knees, so to speak. He looked out of the corner of his eye, and noticed that Niall’s eyes were perfectly on him.

Good, he had the boy’s full attention. Now it was time to commence his evil, yet what seemed genius at the time operation.

Harry wasn’t turned on, he had no reason to be, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t make Niall think he was. Oh, this was going to be fun.

He slipped his hand down his boxers and grabbed his member with smirk, begging to wank.

He pretended to keep his eyes closed, but secretly peeked a bit. He didn’t think Niall had really caught on to what he was doing, so he decided to kick it up.

“OH, god.” He moaned, pulling harder, and trying not to laugh as he saw Niall’s jaw drop.

“Oh my god.” Harry gasped, pulling at the strands of his own hair.

He peeked at Niall once again. His jaw was practically to the floor, and it looked like he wanted to say something.

Harry had to keep it entertained, so he decided to play some more.

“Oh my god Niall, harder.” He moaned, almost having to squeeze his mouth closed to keep in all the laughter that was threating to spill out.

“Fuuuccck.” Harry moaned, pulling his best fake orgasm. He did horrible, but it seemed like he had Niall pretty convinced, so he rolled over on his side and let sleep take over.

*

Considering Harry was an 18 year old man, he didn’t sleep so easily when he went to bed at 8:00.

So when Harry awoke at 3:00 AM, it was no surprise that Niall was still awake, sitting in the same chair with the same wide eyes.

Harry rolled over in bed to face him, smirking when Niall turned to him, face as white as a sheet.

“Dude,” Harry started with a laugh, “I just did that earlier to scare the shit out of you. I don’t actually jack off to the thought of you or something.” He said with a smirk.

“Seriously?” Niall asked nervously.

“Of course, dude!” He said with a reassuring smile.

“Dude, why the absolute fuck would you do that?!” Niall whined, bolting up from his chair and walking over to Harry.

“Because it was hilarious!” Harry said with a grin.

“Oi, fuck you.” Niall said angrily, jokingly punching him.

“I get horny when I’m drunk, not slutty.” Harry joked, making Niall laugh.

“That was good! I honest to god thought you were…” Niall trailed off, “You scared me!”

“I know! You should’ve seen your face. It looked like you were about to puke.” He said with a smile.

“I was!” Niall said with a huge laugh.

“Oh wow, thanks. I’m really that unattractive?” Harry joked, frowning.

“No, it’s not that! You would be pretty weirded out if you watched me wank to the thought of you!” He laughed out.

Harry smirked. That’d actually… never mind.

“Yeah, true.” Harry said with a grin.

“Okay, so no more horrible pranks, right?” Niall asked angrily, eyeing Harry.

“Yeah, sure.”

Hello babes! Hahaha, these last two chapter have been like wank fests! It’s pretty fun to write though. Bye loves! :) Xx