They stumbled out of the bar, laughing to themselves. Harry had his arm over Niall's shoulders and Niall had his arm around Harry's back. Niall was determined to keep his tipsy friend standing. Harry had had a few too many drinks and was losing his balance a bit. Not that Niall was any better; he'd had maybe one less than Harry. It was the blind leading the blind basically, Niall thought to himself.
Harry squeezed Niall's shoulders a bit, bringing him in a little closer. It'd been months since they'd seen each other. With Niall golfing and creating an album of his own and Harry doing modeling and a movie, they didn't have a lot of free time. But stumbling out of the bar together, it felt like old times, when they would party on the road then end up crashing in the same hotel bed because they were just too drunk. Harry and Niall then said goodnight to the other people they'd come with. They had decided before leaving that they wanted to spend just a bit more time together. They'd missed each other so much.
"Y'okay there, Harry?" Niall asked as he and Harry came to a stop. Harry nodded and ran his hand through his hair. Harry was starting to feel like being alone with Niall wasn't a good idea, not matter how much they'd missed each other. The feelings that he used to get when they would party together while on tour were coming back. Harry knew that it was probably mostly the alcohol talking but he would sometimes feel it when they were on stage as well. Even when they were doing red carpet things, these feelings would creep up and make him feel...unusual. "Ya sure, you're okay?" Niall asked Harry when he wobbled a bit. Harry then decided he was going to go with the feelings clouding him. The next morning he could blame his actions on the booze involved. Niall leaned against the outside wall of the bar.
"Niall, how are you? Really?" Harry inquired softly.
Niall chuckled, "I'm fine, Harry. Ready ta sit on my ass." Harry grunted and his brows furrowed. "Oh you mean in the drunken heart to heart way." Niall muttered with realization. Harry nodded slowly. Niall smiled weakly, "I'm okay. I miss you and da other boys." Harry nodded, agreed with the statement. He missed Liam and Louis as well, but not like he missed Niall.
"But are you happy, Niall?" Harry asked gently.
Niall shrugged, "I don't know. Yes? I'm busy, Harry. I like working. I like being in music. It's not like it used to be with the boys." Harry didn't like the answer. It made him feel guilty for wanting other things, even though Niall had decided to do his own thing as well.
"You have a girlfriend, Niall?" Harry asked after a few moments of shyness. Niall shook his head, wondering why Harry was asking such questions. "Good." Harry smirked then rested his hands on Niall's chest. He then placed his mouth over Niall's passionately. He ran his hands over Niall's chest slowly, wanting to feel what he had been longing to. Harry's heart was racing as he caressed every inch of Niall's mouth with his own. Niall broke the kiss with a sharp breath. Harry took a step back, his hands still on Niall's chest and breathing so heavily.
"Harry, what in the world are ya doin'?" Niall gasped. He was full of surprise but he was in no way angry with his best friend. Harry blushed and leaned against Niall again. "Harry." Niall murmured. Harry couldn't respond. He just wanted his lips on Niall's again. They were soft and tender and oh were they sweet. Harry placed his lips over Niall's again. The kiss was softer this time, sweeter. Niall gripped Harry's shoulders and pushed Harry back gently. Niall was filled with the emotions Harry brought out when they would go out while on tour. He could feel the drop in his stomach, the one that started the fire in his thighs. He always thought of what it would be like to just kiss on Harry when they were completely intoxicated lying in the same bed after coming back from the bar. "Harry, I..." Niall couldn't think of what to say to Harry when he wanted everything Harry was doing. Harry blushed and took a step back.
"It's okay, Niall. You don't have to go along with anything." Harry dropped his eyes to the ground and showed his hands in his pockets trying to hide his desire for Niall. "I'll just head home. I'll see you later." Harry sighed and turned to catch a cab. Niall quickly grabbed Harry's arm, stopping him and making Harry turn to him.
"No. Harry." Niall tried to pull Harry close again.
"Niall, it's okay. I've just been drinking too much I guess." Harry tried pushing the moment away already. Niall knew how stubborn Harry could be after being turned down in the slightest, so he decided to go for it the way he always wanted to in the hotel rooms. Niall slammed his lips to Harry's. It was a little more rough that the ones Harry had given but Niall needed to show Harry how much he wanted him. Niall was a little disappointed that Harry had cut off his hair. That was always apart of his drunken fantasy, to run his fingers through Harry's thick curls. Harry relaxed into Niall and let his lips melt into Niall's. His entire body was melting into Niall's. Harry felt as though he couldn't breathe as Niall pulled his hips closer.
"We should really get back to my house." Niall murmured, backing out of the kiss, feeling that Harry wanted more than heated kisses. Harry agreed with a shy nod. "Let's go." Niall smiled, tugging on Harry's wrist just a bit. Harry obediently followed Niall in the direction of his house.



Niall tugged Harry into his home. He could feel the lust and anxiousness rolling off of Harry in waves. He knew that Harry could probably feel the same thing on him. It was an intriguing idea. Fans had always made these things up. Saying that he and Harry were secret lovers. Suspected things because of the way that their friendship was. But what they never knew was that they really did elicit those feelings in each other. Niall smiled when he felt Harry caressing his hand with his thumb. Niall turned to Harry, looking him in the eye. He didn't know what to do now. They were in the privacy of his home and he was becoming even more nervous.
Harry grinned at Niall; he could feel the tension coming off of him. In all honesty, Harry had no idea what to do. Should he just pick up from where they were outside the bar? Should he ask Niall what he was thinking? Should they just sit down and have another beer like they'd planned before they kissed? Harry sighed and smiled, his dimples showing. Niall sighed in relief when he realized Harry didn't know what to do either.
"Want a beer?" Niall asked with a shy smile.
Harry chuckled sarcastically, "Yes. Because I think we need to drink more."
"Good point." Niall blushed and dragged Harry toward the kitchen.
Harry leaned against the kitchen counter as Niall dug through his refrigerator. Harry tapped his thumb against his hip as we waited to relieve a little bit of his tension. It wasn't working. Finally, Niall turned around with a smile. He threw a water bottle to Harry gently.
"Thanks." Harry murmured, twisting the cap off with ease. Niall watched Harry press the opening of the bottle to his lips. He stomach dropped again, the fire igniting in his thighs again. He wanted Harry pressed against him again, their lips tangled in a fiery lust.
"Fuck this." Niall grunted, slamming his bottle onto the counter top. Harry didn't have much time to react as Niall took his face in his hands and connected their mouths. Harry leaned into Niall's kiss, not believing that Niall was the one making the first move this time. Harry dropped his bottle into the sink and wound his arms around Niall. Niall pulled him closer and deepened the kiss even more. Harry moaned softly when his hips slid against Niall's, creating a friction between their dicks. Niall slid his hand down to Harry's rear, gripping gently and forcing even more friction between their already throbbing appendages. Harry moaned again, holding Niall even tighter. Niall smiled into the lusty kiss, feeling Harry start to lose control even more. This is what he thought of when they would crash into a hotel room and pass out next to each other.
Niall's heart started to race even more when he felt Harry's strong hands slide down his torso to the front of his jeans. Harry carefully unbuttoned and unzipped Niall's jeans, then placed his hands back on Niall's face. Niall chuckled, backing out of the kiss just a little. Harry whimpered slightly as Niall began to softly caress his already engorged cock through the tight denim of his jeans. Niall stopped abruptly, making Harry whimper louder. Niall unbuttoned and unzipped Harry's jeans with agonizingly slow movements. Harry was losing his mind. He never for a moment ever thought that Niall would be trying to get into his pants.
"Hmm, this won't work for me." Niall murmured, fully knowing the fear it would cause in Harry. Harry's stomach dropped and he felt embarrassed. Niall smirked, getting the reaction he wanted. "I think I need all of you." He whispered before ridding Harry of his coat. Niall held back a laugh as Harry bit his lips. Niall then began to unbutton the fabulously soft and expensive shirt that Harry wore. His fingers popping buttons one by one as slowly as he could. He stared into Harry's eyes, seeing all of the lust and anticipation that he felt reflecting back at him. Niall swept his lips over Harry's neck gently and teased, "What? Did you think I changed my mind?" Harry blushed and wound his arms around Niall. Finally, Harry's shirt was completely unbuttoned. Niall smoothed his hands up Harry's stunning, tattooed, pallid torso. The softness of his skin making Niall melt all over again. Niall leaned forward pressing his lips to Harry's chest sweetly, "This is better for me." Niall smirked, pulling the shirt off of Harry's arms. Harry chuckled and pulled Niall tight against him.
"I think we should take this upstairs." Harry whispered against Niall's ear, creating a fire in his flesh. Niall took Harry's hand in his own and led him toward the staircase. The entire walk to Niall's bedroom was tense and laced with lust. They both knew that whatever was about to happen in that bed would change them, their relationship, forever.

Notes

I had this posted under a different account because I was unsure of it. But now I've decided I just don't give a fuck. I'll write what I please. Lol.

Its purely a work of my imagination.

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