I look around the living room once again, trying to see if I know anybody once I’ve left the kitchen, sure that Harry had been staring at my ass. “Niamh!” A girls voice yells and I turn around to see Kasey. “Kasey!” I yell, grinning as I run to her, smiling. She brings me into her arms for a huge hug and I hug her back, grinning like mad. “Where have you been, stranger?” she asks, smiling as we pull out of the hug. “Oh, just a lil’ bit here, a lil’ bit there.” I smile. “You come alone?” she asks and takes my hand, pulling me to the sofa.

We talk for a little bit longer until her boyfriend, Niall comes. I smile at the both of them and shake Niall’s hand as he pulls me in for a hug. We pull out of the short hug and I talk to the both of them, finding out how they got together, and the details of their relationship when I feel a hand snake around my waist, pulling me into their side. I look up, not surprised to see Harry standing above me. “Harry, my man!” Niall grins, pulling Harry into a hug. “Haven’t seen you in forever, man!” Harry laughs, pulling out from their hug, returning his arm to my waist.

“Didn’t know the both of you were dating?” Niall raises an eyebrow, as does Kasey. “Oh, noo, we’re not.” I laugh, removing his hand from my waist. “Nah, but she wants us to be.” Harry winks at me. “Oh, yeah, it’s only my biggest dream to have thee Harry Styles be my boyfriend!” I pretend to fangirl, fanning myself with my hand. “Why didn’t you just say so, babe?” he winks, pulling my lips to his. I pull away and roll my eyes. I look up, wondering why Kasey and Niall have been so quiet, and of course they’re making out.

“Eh em.” I cough, my eyebrows raised and they pull away, Kasey’s cheeks red while Niall’s face holds a proud grin. “Well, we gotta go, guys.” Niall winks at us, basically to tell us that they’re gonna go shag upstairs. I laugh at the both of them as Niall grabs Kasey’s hand, pulling her upstairs, their lips attached. “That could be us, y’know, babe.” Harry whispers into my ear, “Well, apart from the whole relationship thing, but I could shag ya.” He smirks, leaving wet kisses down my neck. I bite my lip, holding in a small whimper, “Stop, Harry, you’re gonna leave a mark.” I groan. “I could leave plenty of marks if you’d take my hand and come upstairs with me.” He smirks. I look at him and bite my lip, wondering if it’s worth it…