The Misfits

Today was my last full day with the girls before they headed back home, and I was determined to spend very minute with them. We had woken up early and wandered around town a bit before the boys had called. Harry had called around lunch and wanted us to stop by Louis’ this afternoon. Apparently he, Niall, and Zayn were ‘bored out of their minds’ and needed some new company.

“Hello?” I called, stepping over the threshold into Louis’ mansion.

“In here!” We heard from down the hall. I shot the girls puzzled looks and slowly started in the direction of the voice. At the end of the corridor there was one of the craziest rooms I had ever seen. At one end there was a TV as big as the wall, where the boys were sitting playing video games on a large couch. We fell into the couch and the boys said their hello without giving us a second glance.

"You know you really shouldn't leave your door unlocked Lou. That's dangerous."

"Huh? Oh nah," he said, his focus still on the game they were playing. "I like to live on the edge."

"What are you playing anywho?" Mackenzie asked. The boys gasped while Niall let out an actual scream. The game was paused and they all turned to gape at us.

"You’re joking right?" Zayn asked, while Louis added, "Its only FIFA the most popular video game in the entire world."

"FIFA as in soccer?" Elaine frowned.

"Thats silly," laughed Mackenzie. "Why don't you just go play outside?”

"Because we're lazy," shrugged Louis.

"That's a stupid answer." Replied Maeve.

"Have you ever played?"

"I have. Real life is better."

Niall looked as if he had just been slapped and I couldn't help but let out a laugh. We hadn't grown up with video games; in fact we had never even owned a gaming system. If we wanted to entertain ourselves we had to come up with ways to do it. I told the boys this much and they just stared at us like we were aliens before spending the next three hours teaching them how to play.

“You okay?” Harry asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Yeah.” I lied easily. He raised an eyebrow at me and I let out a sigh, “Dad wants me to meet his family.”

“That’s great!” He smiled. But it vanished as soon as he saw the look on my face. “He wants you in his life Lil’s. Clodagh and the kids are the kindest people you could meet. They’ll love you! And you’ll love them.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of,” I whispered. Thankfully a moment later I was pulled out of the conversation by Niall’s loud yells.

“Lil’s you’re up! Step up and get your ass whipping.”

“Ha, in your dreams Ni.”

“Probably.”

“What?”

“Huh?”

I frowned at him. “Stop being weird.”

“He can’t Thumper.”

“One can only hope,” I laughed as Mae smirked behind me.

“Thalia, love you look ridiculous,” laughed Harry, referring to my stance as the game started.

“Shut your mouth Haz, I’m trying to focus.”

“You look like you’re about to do some squats,” Laughed Louis, while Zayn added, “This must be her secret technique.”

“I am going to punch you all in the face."

“Ha! I’d like to see you try—OI!” I let out a loud laugh; knowing Maeve had just hit one of them upside the head.

“You two are the same person I swear.”

“Maybe they’re secretly twins.”

“That or they’re telepathic.”

“NIALL YOU BASTARD!” I had been running up to make a shot and he had hip checked me causing me to miss it.

“Oh come on love, it’s all in good fun,” Niall said. He was smiling, but I could see the fear in his eyes.

“Alright Leprechaun…If you wanna play rough, then we can play rough.” I kept my face passive and he looked at me hesitantly as I pressed play. He was coming up on the goal and the guys were cheering, this time I elbowed him right in the gut before he got his shot.

“Oi!” He looked at me astonished.

“What, you can dish it and can’t take it?” I mocked playfully.

“Come on Niall!” Cried Louis sitting back and opening a beer.

We continued playing, bumping and hitting each other until we were tied at the last minute. I was fending off Niall pretty well and was heading to make the last goal when all the sudden I was lifted off the ground. Everyone yelled as Niall won and Harry and Louis threw me onto the couch.

“YOU SNEAKY BOYBAND BASTARDS!” I yelled, trying to get up and grab one of them. Louis ended up being the closest and I tackled him to the ground. Growing up with Hugh and his friends, I wrestled a lot and was usually able to hold my own. This time however, with a mixture of laughter, Louis had managed to pin me down. He began tickling me until tears were streaming down my face.

“You’re gonna fucking kill her Lou!” laughed Maeve. Eventually he let me go and I was hoisted back onto the couch by Harry and Maeve. After that we all played dirty, and it got pretty rowdy until Zayn suggested an alternative.

“Let’s go clubbing!” He called.

“Yeah!” The boys cheered!

After some negotiation and a stop at my dad’s house for a change of clothes we headed to the club. It was packed tonight and we made our way to the usual table in VIP section. The boys insisted on paying for all of our drinks, which meant we didn’t hold back. We talked, laughed, and danced the night away with One Direction and I had never had so much fun. Unfortunately for the boys, Maeve had always been the only one able to hold her liquor and by the end of the night the rest of us were goners.

“Come on love,” Harry said, slipping his hand around my waist. “We’re going to Louis’s tonight.”
“But we have to go back home! The girls have to leave in the morning.”

“We’ll get you up. But there’s no way your going back to your dad’s like this. He’d castrate us right then and there.” I let out a giggle remembering my dad’s threat. Harry gave me a smile before putting his hat over my head and leading me out the door. “Keep your head down Tootles.”

I did as I was told, clutching tightly to his hand as well as Mackenzie’s who was behind me. When we sat down in the car I realized how drunk I really was, and I fought the sudden spinning sensation.

“Why do they always follow you?” Mackenzie slurred. She tipped her head back in attempt to see Niall through the cap he had placed on her head. But she started leaning back too far and both boys reached out to catch her. “They’re stalkers. It’s creepy.”

“Do ya always get this hammered?” Niall mused, staring at her though his own glazed eyes. He was definitely smitten.

“Only when a leprechaun pays for my drinks.”

“I’ll remember next time that munchkins can’t handle their liquor.”

“I’m not a munchkin!” Mackenzie cried out, stomping her foot on the floor of the car and managing to look even more adorable then she did already. Harry, Niall, and I let out laughs before Niall pulled her into another hug.

We stumbled into the house to find Louis and Eleanor giggling hysterically with Elaine. I couldn’t help but smile at them from my position on Harry’s back, my arms draped around his neck. He had insisted on giving me a piggyback into the house. They talked briefly though I didn’t pay much attention. Has Harry always smelled this good? Suddenly we were moving and a second later I was dropped on a large fluffy bed.

“Are we sleeping buddies tonight?” I asked, crossing my legs and sitting up to look at him.

"Always."

"I wonder why that is?" I mused.

"You're the best at cuddling." He shrugged, opening one of the dresser drawers before shutting it again.

"Better than Niall?" I gasped.

"Definitely." He stripped off his shirt, giving me full view of every muscle and tattoo. Damn. I briefly wondered if Mackenzie was getting the same view of Niall in her room. She would probably die. "Here, there aren't any spare clothes in here. You can wear mine."

He tossed the shirt to me and I cocked my eyebrow at him.

"What?"

"That's not fair." I replied looking up at him. He had a smirk playing on his lips. I slowly stripped off my shirt, leaving me in only my bra and skirt. He visibly tensed and I couldn’t’ help up but smile in triumph.

"So stubborn,” he whispered, walking over so we were now only inches from each other.

"No I just believe in equality Harold."

"So do I, I just didn't want you to feel obligated."

"Obligated?" I said kneeling so I was face to face with him. Our faces were now inches apart.

"Mhm. Usually when two people are topless in a room they do more than talk Tootles."

"You do have a point Styles. But don’t worry, I'm not feeling obligated."

"Then what are you feeling?" He whispered. He was close, his bright green eyes boring into mine. My eyes flickered down to his lips I desperately wanted to kiss before meeting his eyes once more.

Then his lips were on mine, soft and sweet. My hands instinctively moved to his hair as he pulled me closer and the space between our bodies disappeared. The kisses grew hungrier and I pulled him down onto the bed with me. My skirt was gone then his pants, our kisses growing more passionate by the second.

"Thal-Thalia wait," he said in between kisses. I moved to his neck as he said, "what about your dad?"

"You're thinking about him at a time like this?" I paused.

He flipped us over so he was hovering over me before giving me another kiss. "He did threaten to chop off my balls if I touched you."

"I won't tell if you don't," I whispered, tracing my finger over one of his bird tattoos. "But if you don't want--"

He silenced me with a kiss and then rested his forehead on mine. "Oh believe me Thalia, I do."

"Then what's stopping you?" I breathed. He deliberated for a half a second.

"Fuck it."

He pulled me into another kiss. I wrapped legs around him, pulling him closer. His touch was like electricity on my skin as his hand glided down to my panties. His fingers looped around the seams and he slowly pulled them down. I kick them off the rest of the way as he removes his boxers.

“I’ve been wanting to do this for a while,” he whispered. The only light comes from a crack in the drapes, but it lights his silhouette perfectly. I can’t take it anymore and I sit up to meet lips.

“Then why didn’t you?” I asked breathlessly. “I practically threw myself at you last time.”

“You were drunk.”

“What a gentleman,” I mused before giving him another kiss. I can feel him smile and we both share a laugh. I pull him back down onto the bed with me as he continues to explore the inside of my mouth. I felt his knee separating my legs as his hand worked my breast, his body slowly to lowering to meet mine.

“Are you on birth control?” He whispered, gently grinding against my core.

“Yes,” I answered, my breath hitching in my throat. He moves up to kiss me, simultaneously entering me slowly. I let out a moan in his lips as he sets a steady pace. Pulling almost the whole way out and back, he makes me feel every inch of him. Our kisses are hungry now. I arch my back and wrap my legs around him, pulling him into me and allowing him deeper access. He begins to speed up and I meet his thrusts hungrily. My hands find his hair, gently fisting his curls and causing him to let out a moan.

“Fuck Thalia.”

“Don’t stop,” I moaned. He kissed me harder as he thrust again and again. It was ecstasy. I felt the familiar build up in my core; this boy was driving me insane. “Har-Harry.”

His hand moved down to my clit, rubbing it mercilessly. That was enough to send me over the edge. He came shortly after and together we rode our high before collapsing onto the sheets. After our breathing returned to normal we both burst into a fit of giggles.

“You are amazing,” He smirking, kissing the top of my nose.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” I smiled back. I pulled him into another kiss before resting my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat slow.

Notes

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