Senior 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.
"I got a man but I want you and it's just nerves it's just dick makin' me think 'bout someone new." . . . "Mr.Styles" He hissed as the said man slammed him against the door. "Well Fuck the fact you're married!" He groaned continuing to ravish the man underneath him. . . . "You love me,right?" He asked with nothing but...
Where Harry is an Instagram model and Niall is a solo artist that just happens to find Harry very attractive.