Niall
Saturday all of us are chilling at Harry's, watching a movie.
Harry was focused in on the movie, Louis and Liam were making out 10 feet away from us on the other couch, and Zayn was on his phone.
I groan loudly, snapping Louis and Liam out of their little world. "Can you two not make out right here? At least go upstairs" I tease.
"Fuck off Ni, as if Harry hasnt fucked you on every piece of furniture in this house" Louis retaliates. I close my mouth and Harry laughs. "Wait, I was joking.. did you seriously?! And you let us sit here?!" He stands up
"Louis calm down, we're not animals. We put towels and blankets down" Harry smirks.
"What would your mother think of you!" Louis looks at him in disgust, but I can tell he's being playful.
"Nothing cuz she won't know, if she did she'd murder me" he chuckles.
Louis sits back down after he was done being dramatic. I turn to zayn "who are you texting?"
"Girl" he mumbles, not looking up.
"Ooo a girl, why haven't we met her? Is she homophobic? Or does she think it's weird your only friends are four gay men who are in relationships with each other?" I laugh.
"Neither. It's nothing serious yet and if it doesn't become serious I don't want to introduce her to everyone" he says, putting his phone down. "Cause then that's messy"
"Yeah, yeah. Can I see a picture?" I sit up, moving towards him. He pulls his phone back up and shows me pictures. "Damn, shes attractive Z. You should keep that."
"I wanna see!" Louis runs over and looks at Zayns phone "Oo, yeah she's cute. What's her name?"
"Gigi. She's so gorgeous. Like, model style. Best thing is, she gave me her number. I met her at a diner the other night when I was getting food"
"You're whipped mate." Harry speaks up, chuckling.
"You're one to talk!" Liam calls him out.
"Neither of you can talk, and neither can we" I laugh. "Let him be happy, you two are just mean"
"Yeah! Let zaynie be happy. But we have to approve before it actually gets serious. We have to meet her. Invite her over!" Louis says.
"No, Lou. You guys will embarrass me to no end. What if she doesn't even fancy me?" Zayn bites his lip.
"Zayn. You're hot as hell. She definitely fancies you. Everyone does" Louis rolls his eyes.
"True. Too bad you're straight I'm sure either one of us would've been up for a threesome" I snicker.
"NO" both Liam and Harry shout.
"So you two are saying you wouldn't jump at the chance to fuck Zayn, or have him fuck you?" I look at them.
"Uh, no comment. But I don't like sharing" Harry whines.
"Unlike Harry, no I would not jump at that chance. He's not my type" Liam laughs.
"What the fuck mate, that hurts my ego man. You wouldn't want to fuck me?" Zayn jokes.
"Nope, sorry. Harry might"
"Shut up, I'm gay. I see a hot man I'm attracted, right ni?" Harry groans
"Yeah, that's how it works. We literally went out the other night and Harry goes "look at that mans ass" and I was about to be offended but I looked and, jesus it was a nice ass" I laugh.
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Eighteen [Narry AU]
FanfictionSenior Year. Harry Styles. Footie captain, the most popular boy in school, with the best friends he could ask for. Niall Horan. A shy, quiet boy who longs for someone by his side. and when they bump heads? Well, that's where it gets complicated.