The Love We Found || Narry *COMPLETED*

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»Eyes On Fire - Blue Foundation«

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I watched him. I watched his every move. He was too busy doing his job to notice me in the back of the restaurant just staring at him. I swirled my drink with my straw and continued to stare. From the numerous times I've been here before, I learned a lot about the boy. He had blue eyes. He was from Ireland. And his blond locks? I knew it was fake when I first saw him, but it definitely suits him. The one thing I didn't know was his name.

"You're gonna stare a hole right in the back of his head if you don't stop."

I blinked a few times; coming back to reality. Standing there in front of me was my best friend Indie Malikford. She had auburn hair. Blue eyes and pale skin. She was fairly tall for a girl. As for her size? Well I'm not one to judge a girl for what they weigh, but she wasn't skinny and not fat either. She was the perfect size and she was happy with it.

"When are you going to just talk to him?"

I laughed.

"When are you going to tell your parents that you dropped out of university?" I asked.

She huffed loudly then sat across from me.

"The day you tell your parents that, I'll speak to blondie."

"Or," she held up her finger to me, "you go talk to--your words by the way--that fine piece man over there and I never tell my parents a thing about university?"

I shook my head at her.

"Yeah. That's not gonna happen..."

Indie rolled her eyes.

"Since you're the chicken, I always do your dirty work..." She set her purse on the table and dug around in it until she pulled out a small rectangle card, "I got his I.D. It was simple really. I bumped into him and he nearly spilled the drinks he was carrying all over me."

My eyes scanned the card.

"Niall James Horan..." I said slowly; letting it roll off my tongue.

"He's got the most sexy accent. It's so thick and--"

"Indie, focus. He's mine. We already established this."

She took the card from me and when I tried taking it back, she smacked my hand.

"It'll be established when you actually say something to him."

I scoffed and leaned back in the chair. My eyes fell upon the boy I now came to know was named Niall. He was bringing food to another table. I turned my attention back to my friend when she gasped.

"His birthday is September 13, 1993..." She laughed. "I can't believe this. He's older than you and you're thinking of..."

I covered her mouth.

"Shut up, Indie. We don't want the entire restaurant to know our plans..." I took my hand away, "and just because he's older, doesn't necessarily means he's smarter."

"What about Danny?"

I rolled my eyes.

"We should have never taken him..."

"Is that why you had him...ya know?"

I looked at her as she dragged her finger across her neck. She flinched when I slammed my hands on the table.

"I told you, I didn't do that. I just...let him go. I wasn't having fun with him anymore. He was of no more use to me."

"Then tell me who killed him?"

I rubbed my hand up my face and exhaled.

"It wasn't me. I didn't do it. Whoever did it, probably isn't afraid to do it again."

My eyes scanned the restaurant for Niall and I nearly panicked when I couldn't find him.

"Where the hell did he go?" I asked about to stand up, but then he appeared at the table.

"I'm sorry for the long wait. It's been a busy day. Can I start you off with a salad?" he asked as I slowly sat back down in my seat.

I stared at his neck. It looked so soft and most of all, biteable. Oh, how I pictured the numerous marks I could leave there if I succeeded in taking him. I bet his moans are deep. Just thinking about it caused a problem in my pants and Indie knew. She kicked my leg making me groan out.

"Are you alright, mate?" he asked.

My eyes met with his as I nodded. We stared at each other for a bit then he tore away from my gaze.

"Salad sounds great. And uh...maybe some mozzarella sticks...oh! And can I then get a burger..."

I watched as Niall wrote all that down as quickly as Indie said it.

"And for you?" he asked

I tried not make eye contact with him this time.

"I would like a salad as well...and uh, maybe a steak...well done please."

I watched him out of the corner of my eye as he wrote down my order. I only slightly turned my head to stare at his lips. They were just so...so...perfect.

"Alright. I'll get your orders in," he said before quickly walking away.

"He has all the must-haves. He's blonde...even though it's fake. He's got blue eyes. He's not from England. His body is the perfect size to be able to snatch easily..." Indie stopped talking and waved her hands in front of my face. "Hellooo? Earth to mop-head. Are you even listening to me right now? Or are you already off in the land of "the things I can do to that lad" already?"

I looked at her and smirked.

"So when do we take him?" I asked.

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Ok. So this is kinda short for a begining, which I guess is ok. Lol. I'm just gonna try to build up the story before the sMUT in the story happens, okay? BUT SMUT WILL HAPPEN I PROMISE.

And again, this is my first time writing a boyxboy fanfic so please bear with me and be nice. I'm trying to learn stuff from the other Narry smut I read so I hope it does well and sticks in my brain.

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