The Boy Next Door (boyxboy)

Chapter 16

Kinda mature I guess... enjoy!

Harry hummed happily as Niall’s slim, but slightly built arm pulled him even closer to Niall’s smaller frame. He couldn't stop thinking about how happy he’s been ever since Niall. Even if his dad hated him, it didn't matter. He had Niall. Niall was his sunshine. But today, he had to face the world again without Niall. He had to go to school. The hell hole. He didn’t want to go back there again. He liked his small bubble. But he had to face reality. He had to face the bullies. He knew he could get hurt today. He was trying to mentally prepare himself for the worst. The pain he could experience in just a few hours, without Niall by his side. He felt safe with Niall. He wished he could just stay home again like he has been the past two weeks since the little break up, but he knew he couldn’t. He’s missed far too much school and if he misses anymore he will have to repeat the year. He did not want to do that. The sooner he was out of that place, the better. Only one more year to go and it would be over. Harry liked that idea. He and Niall could move to another area, buy a new house together and maybe one day have some kids running around their lawn. 

“Haz?” Niall whispered, tightening his grip around Harry’s waist and pulling him impossibly closer. Harry hummed and snuggled back into Niall. “You have to get ready for school babe”. Niall kissed along Harry’s shoulder blades and Harry moaned lightly.

“I don't wanna”.

“But you have to. Remember what your teacher said? I don’t want my Hazza taken away from me”. Niall lightly nudged his nose against Harry’s back. “I’ll go make breakfast. Have a shower and get dressed”. Niall gave Harry one last kiss on the shoulder before jumping out of bed and heading downstairs. Harry missed Niall’s bodily warmth as soon as it was gone. He had his shower, getting dressed quickly and making his way down to the kitchen. Niall had eggs and bacon on a plate that was sitting on the table as he cleaned the dishes. “Hi love, eat up! I’ll pack your lunch for you”. Harry blushed and began eating as Niall made him a sandwich. Harry cleaned his dishes and got his shoes on while Niall showered. Niall came down the stairs and smiled widely as he met Harry’s eyes. They kissed lightly and Niall pulled Harry out the door, taking a deep breath and they made their way over to the car and Niall began driving. “I had a great dream last night”. Harry frowned at Niall. “It was rather wet..” Harry choked on air and looked at Niall with wide eyes. “Oh yes, I was deep throating you”. Niall chuckled at Harry’s flustered face. “You should've heard the names that slipped your mouth! Oh I could cum from just hearing you moaning my na-”

“Niall”. Harry whined as his pants tightened uncomfortably. Niall smirked. 

“What is it Hazza? You kinda sounded like that actually, when I breathed over your throbbing, pre-leaking tip”.

“Shit! Niall s-stop!” Niall glanced at the very noticeable bulge in Harry’s pants and smirked even wider, pulling over to the side of the road. He climbed over to Harry’s side, moving the chair further back and kneeling at Harry’s feet.