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Stupid With Love


Liam P.O.V

To say it was a boat was the understatement of the year. The thing was huge, three stories high. It looked extremely luxurious. Looking around Sydney Harbour is was easily the biggest thing tied up at the docks. We filed out of the van and were greeted straight away by a huge crowd of screaming fans. No matter how many times this happens, I will never get used to it, I don’t think any of the boys will, it’s so surreal.

To keep the fans happy we signed a few autographs, took a few photos before walking to the end of the dock and climbing up the ramp to the first story. As soon as we walked through the door, we were met with a large room that was boarded with red, shiny wood on the walls and floor.

The boys ran off in opposite directions. Zayn ran downstairs to the compartment below the water, Harry and Louis ran up the stairs to check out the deck, Niall ran through this level, I’m guessing to check out how stocked the fridge is with food and booze. As for me I walked in the opposite direction Niall, to check out what this boat had to offer.

On this level alone were 5 bedrooms, a ball room, 3 bathrooms and a kitchen. This is definitely the most luxurious thing we have experienced, I was just thinking that we must visit Australia more often in the near future when I walked into the kitchen and found Niall.

“Oh, hey Liam. Want some food?” he asked me as he walked out of the pantry.

“Ah, I was thinking I might just have a beer, but we should make some sandwiches or something to take to the boys on the deck.” I replied.

He handed me a beer and we set to work making the sandwiches. Every time his hand brushed mine, or we accidently bumped into each other a delicious shiver went through my body and I relished in the feel of it. I think he noticed, every time he had a little smirk on his face as he watched me.

We eventually made our way up the deck to meet the boys. They were all sprawled out in the sun on thin towels that covered a small part of the expanse deck. Louis had stripped his shirt off and was taking pictures of the view from the boat. Harry had stripped out of his shirt and changed into his boardies, and Zayn had just his shorts and a tank top on. Niall set the sandwiches in the middle of the boys along with a six pack of beer. I stripped off my top and made my way over to a spare towel next to Harry and sat down hoping to catch some of this sunlight. Niall walked over to the end of the boat and stood on the railing.

Look guys there’s dolphins swimming back here!” he shouted at us, while jumping up and down and waving at us to come see.

We all ran over to where Niall was standing to catch a glimpse of the dolphins. They were amazing, jumping out of the water in pairs of two as they followed closely behind our boat. Louis jumped up and down with glee as he took pictures of them. Everyone was so amazed, we don’t get this in London. After watching them for a little while longer we sat back down on our towels to eat the sandwiches.

“So what are we going to do with the rest of our afternoon? Go fishing, speed boating, swimming, I saw some water skies and wakeboards in one of the closets. Or jet skis, would be awesome!” Louis was putting suggestions on the table so fast that his words mixed together, he was so excited.

“Or we could get some girls.” Zayn suggested.

“I actually think the jet ski idea sounds awesome. But do we have any?” Niall was getting excited, it was adorable to watch. I couldn’t seem to keep the grin off my face.

“I saw some in one of the rooms on the second level.” Louis said. “There just sitting on wheels, we can go get them and wheel them out.” He continued.

“Well I’m down.” I said, I was so excited. Everyone else agreed and we made our way to where they were being kept.

We only had one problem, how do we get the jet skis from the second floor into the water? As it turns out this yacht is complete with its own lift. We got in with our jet skis one at a time and got out where there was small ramp, which when lowered would put the jet skis right in the water. I was the last to get in the lift, and by the time I got to the ramp all the other boys where in the water and creating their own waves with the power of their jet skis. We all yelled and raced each other as the hours went by, but after a while I grew tired and told the boys I was going in to rest. I took my jet ski onto the deck of the boat and allowed it to dry off in the sun before placing it back where I got it from. I realised I was thirsty and made my way to the kitchen, I looked in the fridge and saw a six pack of beer and grabbed one. I sat down on the breakfast bar wondering what I should do next, when I heard footsteps coming towards me from the hallway. I watched the doorway and in walked Niall, dressed in only soaking wet boardies, which were leaving a trail of water wherever he walked.

“Liam, there you are. I’ve been looking everywhere for you,” he said, grinning.

“I’ve just been here, what did you need me for?” I asked him, curious.

“Oh, you know. Just wanted to see how you were doing. If you wanted to come to the games room with me. We could play pool, if you’d like.” With every suggestion he made he took a step closer until he was standing right behind me. He turned the chair I was sitting on around and stood between my legs.

“So? What do you say, pool?” he asked suggestively, with a wink.

I knew exactly what he was saying, and I instantly knew that there wouldn’t be much pool played at all if I said yes. I was so keen that I couldn’t even get my mouth to work properly.

“ah, yea-, yeah of course, Nia-, Niall.” I finally got out, so embarrassed because he knew exactly what he was doing. After a moment of silently laughing at my reaction he grabbed by hand and led me to the games room.

He walked over to the pool table, like he was strutting down a cat walk, with perfect grace and confidence. He grabbed the triangle from one end and leant over the edge of the table to collect the coloured balls that were spread out over it. Damn he was good at this. I stood in the corner awkwardly as he continued, trying desperately to hide the erection that was forming. I walked over to the rack of pool cues and picked one. He walked over to me and pulled something shiny out of his pocket.

“Pick to break,” he said, chucking it up in the air.

“Heads,” I said, when I got over my confusion.

The coin landed on the table with the heads side upwards.

“I guess I’ll break then.” I said, trying my best to be seductive and failed miserable.

He raised his eyebrow at me and motioned with his cue to go break. I stood at the edge of the table and lined up my shot, taking a quick glance at Niall who was putting chalk on his cue, I shot the cue forward, just hitting my target coloured ball off centre, and ruining my shot. Niall let out a small chuckle. He walked around to where the white ball lay and shooting his cue forward, sunk his target coloured ball.

“I guess that means I’m bigs,” he said with a large grin plastered on his face.

“I guess so,” I mumbled, not even trying to show good sportsmanship.

He sunk another two balls in his turn and then missed the third, allowing me to have another shot. I lined my cue up against the white ball and shot it forward to hit a little that was perfectly lined up. I watched the white ball sail across the green table and hit the little ball in just the wrong spot and sent it flying in the wrong direction. I let out a loud sigh of annoyance. Niall set up his next turn, and shot his target coloured ball into the hole, and to my happiness missed the ball on his second shot.

It was my turn again and I leaned across the table. Niall came around the table to stand behind me, he put one hand on the back of the cue where mine was, and put his other around my hand at the front of the cue.

“You’re just over thinking it. Try relaxing your grip on the cue, don’t hold it to tight. You want to have one finger curled around the top of the cue, while your other fingers rest on the table. Make sure the cue can slide easily through your finger.” He instructed.

But I couldn’t concentrate on anything but the close proximity of his body, how the water from his shorts was dampening my pants where his pants touched them, the way his erection firmly pressed into my back. He moved our hands at the back of the cue stick backwards and then quickly shot it forward, hitting the coloured ball and sending it flying into the hole. His lips were at my ear.

“See? There you go, all you have to do is concentrate on what you want, and you can get it.” He whispered.

For some reason I suspected that he wasn’t referring to the pool game any longer. And my mind certainly wasn’t focused on the game, well not the pool game. The game that Niall seems to have started to play since the jet skis where he is trying to seduce me, with his naked chest, leaning across pool tables, whispering in my ear.

Niall had decided to start kissing my neck, while occasionally nibbling on my ear lobe. He grabbed the pool cue from my hands and chucked it onto the ground. His hand reached around to the front of my pants and began to palm my erection through my board shorts. I could feel his grin on my neck as I let out a moan. Suddenly I couldn’t take it any longer. I removed his hand from my crotch and spun him around so that his back was pressed firmly into the edge of the table. With my left hand I grabbed both of his wrists and held them above his head, with my right I undid the string and button that were holding his boardies closed, and reached my hand in to firmly grip his dick. He let out a groan at my firmness. I began to move my hand up and down his length, making more moans escape his mouth as he arched his back and leant more heavily on the pool table.

“Oh my god, Liam! Slow down, I’m gonna come, you dick,” He said, but he couldn’t stop his moans as I continued. This is what he gets for teasing me for the last hour. This is revenge. Suddenly he tenses and a string of curse words leaves his mouth as he comes over my hand.

“Liam, you’re so unpredictable,” he exclaimed, as he came down from his high. I just gave him a grin and instructed him to turn around. He did as he was told, and I pulled my pants down and then his, so they both rested at our ankles and put my hands on his back so that he bent over the table.

“You okay?” I asked him, not wanting to do this if he didn’t want to.

“Yeah, I’m good. Whenever you’re ready,” He replied, and that’s all I needed as I put my hands on his hips and shoved inside him.

My thrusts were hard and fast, wanting to get this over with before any of the other guys came back inside. We were both grunting and moaning, and within minutes we were both shouting out each others names as we came. I collapsed on his back, and got my breathing under control. Eventually I removed myself from him and we both put our clothes back on, hiding anything that might give us away to the other boys. Just as we got our pants done up there were voices calling us from only a couple of rooms down.

“Liam! Niall! Where are you? We have to go, we’ve got rehearsals in an hour.” They all shouted.

We both walked out of the games room with secret smiles on our faces and were met with Harry, Louis and Zayn.

“What were you guys doing in there?” Harry asked.

“In there, Niall was just whooping my arse at pool,” I replied, trying my best to look disappointed.


Both narry and niam, I tend to lean a bit more towards narry though.

Jayy Jayy

I did <3 Your story is amazing so you are a Niam Horayne shipper,right?

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If you read the sequel 'loved you first' there may be a happy ending. But no promises. I hope you enjoyed the story anyway.

Jayy Jayy

No!!!This can't end like this!!! :'( It's a Niam Horayne Fanfic were is the happy ever after? :'( :'( :'(

Liam_is_HOT Liam_is_HOT


FREAKING AWESOME when your done with it let me know so i can read it ;)