A Lot Of Love Hate - A Lilo/Narry fanfic:

Chapter 23

Chapter 23:

-          Harry's POV -

Friday Afternoon, still 3 days earlier:

Niall suddenly pulled away from me and sat up. He was still hovering over me, but he had a genuinely confused look on his face:

"What are you doing?" He asked. My mind went blank.

...huh?

"...you said you wanted to go further..?" I said hesitantly. Niall cocked his head to the side and furrowed his eyebrows at me:

"Yeah, aren't we?" He said blankly. I frowned.

Why the hell did he pull back then..?

"Niall, what did you mean when you said that you wanted to go 'further'?" I asked slowly. Niall gave me a weird look.

"I thought we were going to jerk each other off, what else did you think I meant?" He answered simply. My eyes widened.

It couldn't be...

"I thought you meant... further than that." I pressed. Niall made another confused face at me:

"What, you mean like blow jobs?" He asked. I blushed.

What the hell is with this conversation?!

"N-No... f-further..." I mumbled. Niall gave me yet another confused look:

"How much further can you get?" He asked; slightly annoyed. I sighed.

He really doesn't.

"I'm talking about like actual sex." I pressed; praying that he'd catch on.

"What do you mean? We're two guys we can't have actua—" Niall started but he froze mid-sentence and his expression changed to one of shock.

He's finally taking the hint...

"O-Oh." Niall said. He'd completely frozen up.

"Well..?" I pressed. Niall blushed; turning a crimson shade of red. He started chewing on his bottom lip and he wouldn't look me in the eye. I sighed and sat up; gently pushing him off of me:

"It's okay if you don't want to, you know?" I breathed; a small smile tugging at my lips. Niall struggled to find his words.

"B-But only... only gay couples do that..." He choked out. I fought back a smirk.

"Niall, we are a gay couple. Unless you're hiding something else between your legs." I mused. Niall blushed even darker. He was still kneeling before me almost completely naked and I started to feel bad for some reason. I sighed again and scooted back so that I was sitting and leaning against the headboard. I reached forward and grabbed Niall's hand and yanked him towards me so that he landed on the pillows to my left. I wrapped an arm around his shoulders and pulled him into my side; smiling down at him:

"Seriously, if it freaks you out that much, then just forget about it." I smirked. Niall brought his bright blue eyes up to meet mine and I clenched my fist.

You're going to make this as difficult as possible, aren't you?

"Niall say somethi—"

"Why?" Niall cut in. I frowned.  What the hell does he mean 'why?'

"Niall what do you mean wh—"

"Why do I have to be the girl?" He cut in again. Hu— "Why can't you be the girl?"

My mind went blank again. Now it was my turn to blush.

"W-Well... I-I guess if you want to then I-I'll..." I choked out. "I-I guess I can be the gir—"