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lxndonorris · 8 months

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cuddly needs - Liam Payne

Y/N x Liam Payne Theme: a little bit of everything, (including cockwarming) summary: You're spending some alone time with Liam on his yacht and end up cuddling before it gets more intimate word count: tag list: @game-set-canet feel free to ignore ;)

The sun is shining brightly across the endless blue sky when you find yourself on a little yacht out in the middle of the ocean. Music is playing in the background while you're lying on a soft sofa. Right next to you, you find your boyfriend, Liam, who's enjoying the sun shining on his bare skin. He's wearing a pair of black shorts and a white cap, while you're wearing a light, dark blue bathing suit.

Liam invited you to spend some alone time with him. He wants to take a break from life, essentially, but he specifically asked you to join him. You've been with him for a couple of months now, and it feels like you've known him your entire life. That's why, when you look at him, you notice a spark of doubt flushing his face as his expression turns into a soft frown.

Liam has been like that for a while now, and you can't help but worry about him. He tries to hide those thoughts by smiling, laughing, and being his usual goofball, but at times like these, you can tell there is something else on his mind.

After watching him for a few more seconds, he turns his face toward you, and instantly, a bright smile spreads across his entire face. "Hey." He mouths breathlessly, and his entire demeanor and body language change. "Hi." You smile weakly, unable to shake these thoughts away. For a second, you contemplate what to do or what to say. 'Maybe it's nothing', you think to yourself, but after your eyes meet his once again, you can't stop yourself.

"Liam." You say it softly, and he raises his eyebrows curiously. "Is everything alright?" Swallowing hard, you fear that he plays it down or changes the topic, but instead, he frowns before letting out a long sigh.

"There is no point in trying to hide it, huh?" He smiles weakly and runs a hand across his own chest, something he'd do to calm himself down. "I just want things to be okay." Liam says, and his voice breaks.

"Which things?" You ask him, and you move a little closer toward him as he lifts his cap to run a hand through his sweaty hair.

"All things." He holds back a nervous chuckle. But before you can ask him again, he looks into your eyes. "The album, my friends, my family, and my fans." Liam avoids your eyes, ashamed. The last few years haven't been kind at times, and it shows.

"Oh, Liam." You say, worried. He plays with the bracelet around his waist, and his expression shifts rapidly. Liam is nervous, but he tries to play it cool because he doesn't want you to worry about him.

"That's why I need this." He says this, lifting his gaze to meet yours again. "That's why I want you here." Liam places a hand on your thighs, and his expression finally softens again.

"Okay." You say, smiling. "Tell me what I can do to help you relax." Placing a hand on his, you try to comfort him, and he smiles.

Without the need for another word, he opens his arms, inviting you into a loving hug. You wrap your arms around his firm chest and start stroking his back as he does the same. With this warm embrace, the faint scent of his cologne tingling in your nose, and the way his fingers run along your spine, you can't help but giggle.

Liam just purrs contently, and together, you manage to lie down. With Liam on his back, you're partly lying on his stomach, causing him to growl. "Eh, uh. Hold up." He mutters, trying to adjust his body to yours to make it more comfortable for the two of you.

"Like this?" You shift your bodyweight, causing him to growl again, but that makes you giggle. Feeling his hands all over you, you can't stop giggling while he tries to find the perfect position, until he lets out a low, guttural groan.

"Like this?" Liam giggles now too, and it is perfect.

"Feels good, yeah." You say this, steadying yourself against his strong chest with one hand while the other is around his back.

He licks his lips and turns his face toward you when you start stroking him gently. "Mhmm." He purrs happily and leans in, placing sweet kisses on your mouth, your cheek, and your neck.

"Liam." You breathe and run your fingers down his chest, feeling all of his muscles react to the slightest touch of your fingertips. That's when you feel his fingers stroking the small of your back and running along your waistline.

"Thank you for being here with me." Liam says quietly, and you feel his hot breath on your neck, burning your skin. Goosebumps cover your arms as you lean your head back, taking in a deep breath.

He replaces his breath with more soft kisses before you regain your composure and lean into him as well.

"Always." You say, moving one hand along his arms. Admiring his ink, you let your fingers trail the outlines of his tattoed sleeve. Liam enjoys this and can't help but watch as your fingers brush over his skin.

"That feels so goood." He growls and turns his head back to you, placing more kisses on your neck. Every time his lips touch your skin, even when they just brush over you, it sends shivers down your spine and, after a few more, your entire back.

"That tingles." You smile widely and start to stroke his muscular chest again and again. Enjoying how all of him gets more and more into this, you tease him a little further by playing with his erect nipples.

"Mhmmm." He growls against your skin and moves his head to meet your eyes. "I love you." Liam smiles weakly before his face softens.

"I love you too." You smile softly as well and kiss him as you run your hand down his sweaty chest, making him purr into your mouth.

After a few seconds, he uses his tongue, spreading his sweet taste all over your mouth. It feels incredible. To feel his skin, his muscles, and his chest hair, accompanied by his taste and the faint scent of his cologne hovering all around you.

Liam strokes your back and your shoulders as you make out. "I'm getting hard." He tilts his head and chuckles, his now-sleepy eyes and rough voice giving you goosebumps everywhere.

"Already." You smirk and check by running your hand even further down his chest, through the visible outlines of his abs, following his treasure trail down to his crotch.

You can tell his desire is building up quickly by feeling a bulge form inside his black shorts. As soon as you touch his length, he smirks and tilts his head slightly.

"That's the effect you have on me, babé." Liam grins and goes in for another, more passionate kiss. You embrace his lips on your own and grab his member firmly, causing him to let out a single muffled moan.

"Do you want to do it now?" You separate yourself and ask him, knowing how much he loves to cuddle while inside you.

"If you want to?" He places a hand on your neck and strokes your cheek lovingly.

"Okay." You nod in agreement, and together, you help him slide out of his shorts just enough to expose his length. Liam touches himself as you do the same.

You move in closer again, and gently, he slides into you. He makes sure you're as comfortable as before, but the feeling now is even more intimate and intense.

It's an incredible feeling to be that close to him, and you move together as one. You feel his hands all over you again while you focus on his firm chest, his tight abs, and all of his tattoes.

From time to time, either one of you lets out a soft moan, a groan, a sigh, or just a growl.

"Mhmmm. I love that feeling." Liam chuckles softly and places kisses on your collarbone.

Holding back another moan, you bite your lower lip and return the favor by kissing his neck, and his stubble tickles your lips. "Me too." You smirk and lick your lips, both of you embracing each other.

You stay like this for a little while longer, fondling each other's bodies gently.

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onlyangle1 · 5 months

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X FACTOR

HELLO LOVERS!! this is my very first fake instagram fic so i do apologise if this is a bit shit, but if you like it i will continue this and make it a bit of a series/fic thingy.

had no clue who to choose as a face claim so i decided to use ari! <33

Summary: Y/N supports her big brother when he goes to the x factor!!

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Y/Nhorran

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Y/Nhorran I can’t believe my smelly big bother just sang infront of KATY PERRY!!!! LIKE WHAT? No no in all seriousness im so proud of you, dont forget me when your all big and famous!!!

p.s next round tell katy i love her!! xx

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Niallhoran Thanks tiny ❤️ I’ll be sure to tell her next time she comes round for tea, shall I? You are a melon aren’t ya x

Y/Nhoran Yes that would be much appreciated thank you! xx

Maura.horan He is a cutie isnt he! We’re all so proud my love xx

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Y/Nhoran

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Y/Nhoran LOOK AT THESE MUPETS!! Who knew Ni-Ni could fly? Crazy days.

ANYWAYS IM SO PROUD OF YOU NIALL, LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH!!!! xx

(thank you mumzy for catching my reaction x)

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Niallhoran Thanks pumpkin, now come to my room so I give you a big cuddle xxx

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Niallhoran

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Niallhoran Tiny has been watching my X Factor performances at least twice a day for the last week, as much as i love her support, she needs to turn it the fuck down! xx

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Harrystyles Don’t be horrid Nialler

Y/Nhoran Yeah ni-ni, listen to your mate.

Maura.horan Aw she just loves ya, darling x

Niallhoran Don’t be on her side mum!!

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Y/N lounged on the comfortable bean bag she had brought into Niall's bedroom, her eyes fixed on the vibrant posters that adorned the walls. The room was a mix of music and Hannah Montana memorabilia, a reflection of Niall's interests. The soft hum of their favorite tunes played in the background, creating a cozy atmosphere.

Niall, her big brother, sprawled out on his bed with a guitar in hand, strumming casually as they shared stories and laughter. His fingers strummed the strings effortlessly, a skill he had gained over the years. Y/N admired her brother's musical talent, feeling a sense of pride as he effortlessly played familiar tunes.

During their childhood, the two often enjoyed karaoke, and other musical activities together, finding comfort in each other's singing. Y/N, having a desire to audition for the X Factor alongside Niall, never mustered the courage, letting him take the stage and eventually become a part of the growing band, One Direction. As the five boys' musical journey unfolded, Y/N eagerly looked forward to meeting them, hoping they were as friendly as Niall made them out to be.

“So when ya’ gonna come meet me mates then?” Niall questioned looking up from his guitar almost like he was reading your mind.

“Not sure you know, whenever really.” She said with a shrug looking back down at her phone and quickly messaging someone back.

“I’ll sort something for ya pumpkin, these are my best mates! Need to meet them at some point.” Niall sent her a soft loving smile beginning to think up ideas to make the day they all met even more special.

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A note from moi: Im sorry it’s so short but i really didn’t know what to do for the first post but i hope this was okay and i’ll be making better as time goes on 🫶🏻🩷 Remember to eat, drink water and wear your suncream, love ya’s xx

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male-fictioner · 6 months

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Boyfriends

Pairing: DomTop!Liam Payne x Bottom!male reader x SoftTop!Niall Horan

Category: SMUT

Warnings: Gay sex, anal, blowjobs, smut, marking, overstimulation, multiple rounds, possessiveness, jealousy, DP, idk i'm probably missing something.

A/n: I hope I did just to the request. I got distracted and hence the backstory is more drawn out that the smut. I'm sorry 😭😭.

Word Count: 2.8k words

Read at your own discretion.

"Will you be our boyfriend?" were not the words you were expecting to hear from the two people standing in front of you.

You were just surprised that these two hot guys want to be with you. You did not even realise when that happened or how that happened but you knew somehow you made them fall in love with you.

But all this started when you got famous. I mean how else would Liam Payne and Niall Horan even come to know about your existence.

You still vividly remember the first time you met them. Anyone who says that they are into guys and have never had a crush on one of the One Direction members then they are probably lying because how could you not. There is a whole variety to choose from.

And you certainly had your crushes on the guys in front of you. Asking you the question you always wanted to hear and hence you said, “YES! I would love to be your boyfriend.”

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You always loved singing and always loved music. Being a musician, a singer has always been your dream. A dream you were ready to follow no matter what. So you started to write and record music at a very early age. You submitted it to various record houses.

Once you had graduated high school, you music journey began with a call that went like,

“Hello, am I talking to Mr. Y/n L/n?” said a guy with a low deep voice.

“Yes, who am I talking to?” you asked

“Mr. L/n, I am Robert Matthews from a2z record label. You have submitted your music to us, we would like to set up a meeting with you. We really think you have potential”

You couldn’t believe your ears, someone liked your music?

That meeting which you attended was the best thing that had ever happened to you. They had really liked your music and they were interested to sign you. You almost signed the contract that very moment but thought it was better if you actually consulted some people who had more knowledge than you.

You were barely an adult and this was a huge step to take. So after some careful consideration you decided to sign on with them.

But you didn't get the instant gratification you were hoping for when you worked vigorously for a whole year just to get an album. It took time to figure out what your sound will be. How you want your music to be. You also needed a lot of help to write your lyrics and everything.

But after this year, your debut album was released. Save for some singles released by you over the course of the year to introduce you to your audience, this was really a big step for you.

And this is where your life turns upside down. After the release of your album, a lot of people got to know you. Of Course you were no chart- breaking success but your album did well to get you invited to music events and also get you nominated for awards.

You had Niall Horan to thank for some of your success too. On your post about releasing your album, there was a like by NIALL FREAKING HORAN and you were literally screaming when you got a COMMENT by him that went like,

Congratulations on your debut. You sound amazing.’

And this literally got you the free promotion you could have never even asked for.

After wondering what to reply, you just sent a ‘Thank you so much.’ But not without sending him a quick dm.

And this is how you can say their friendship flourished and your old crush that he had stuffed somewhere deep inside reignited. After this, you and Niall talked a lot. Niall was a great mentor to you and helped you a lot with the journey.

A few weeks later you were attending the Brits as you were nominated and supposed to perform. Niall was gonna be there and you both met each other at the show. You were a nervous wreck thinking thoughts of ruining your performance, not winning the show etc.

This is when Niall introduced you to Liam Payne. You could not believe your eyes that he was actually in front of you. You wouldn’t be lying if you said that he was hotter in real life. All those muscles looked delectable. And what you had only thought about in your dreams, was actually happening. You were sitting across your crushes and having a conversation with them. It is actually surprising how you were calmly talking with them without choking on your tongue.

The whole night, they kept you company and talked about all sorts of things to calm your nerves. They told you about their first experience and how they felt. That helped you somehow. Even though you did not win the award, your performance was amazing. And you received some applause for it too.

This meeting led you, Niall and Liam getting closer than before. You even decided to invite them to the opening show of your tour. While it was a small tour, it was very good for a budding artist. After the show, they took you out for dinner as a celebration.

This led to you feeling comfortable with them and so did they. And hence they told you that they were dating each other for the past 4 years. You were surprised to say the least but very supportive of them. You told them that you are gay too and they were extremely supportive too.

You guys had dinner with each other often and the media thought this was a mentor- mentee relationship. Which it was but you had wanted more. After finding out that they were together, you did not want to ruin their relationship and so you decided to distance yourself. Not directly but emotionally.

With this, he started to flirt with other people, hookup with them just trying to get himself over a relationship he never even had.

What he didn't know was that Niall and Liam also wanted him as much as he wanted them if not more.

Oblivious to your want being matched, you continued flirting with other people. When you went to an album release party of some famous singer, whose name you couldn't remember, you were flirting with someone you really didn’t care about. That’s when you spotted Liam and Niall talking at the other side.

“I’ll be back in 5 minutes.” you told the guy you were with and went to talk to the guys.

“Heyy I did not know you were going to be here. It’s such a good surprise.” you said hugging them.

You had some small talk and parted to go back to your hookup for the night.

Little did you know, they had been looking at you all this time. Seeing how you were talking to some guy who wasn’t them. Getting close to him, hardly any space between you. Bodies pressed together, slow and sensual movements, whispers in each other's ears, those chaste kisses and how you laughed at his jokes. They were seeing everything and the only thought in their mind was, that should be us.

Your fingers grazed his bicep and other on his neck, while his being on your waist inching lower and lower as time passed. That is when Liam and Niall decided that this is it. You were theirs and they will show you today.

When they stalked towards you, you and the guy were already making out with each other. After feeling a presence, you turn around and see Liam and Niall standing there. The look in their eyes was something you had never seen in the past almost year you had known them. It was something raw, anger, jealousy, lust? You couldn’t figure it out.

“Lets go Y/n” Liam said with an authoritative voice that sent a chill down your spine.

Without any question, you followed them despite the protests from your partner for that night. You shot him a ‘I’ll call you later look’ and left.

After going out, you finally managed to find your voice and asked in a low voice, “Where are we going?”

“To our hotel room.” Niall replied.

Liam did not say anything and after this neither did Niall. The ride to their hotel room was quiet and awkward. The sexual tension thick in the air. They let you enter the room first and before you could say anything, you were backed up against the wall by two taller guys and somehow they felt extra tall.

“What do you think you were doing?” Liam asked, staring in my eyes.

You gulped and replied, “What did I do?”

“Hooking up with other people when you want us and we want you. Teasing us like this. That is what you did.” Liam answered your question leaving you in complete shock to know that they want you. You looked at Niall for confirmation and his eyes said it all. He did not verbally reply but a slight nod made it clear.

You must have been blind to not see their interest in you. Lost deep in your thought, you did not realise when you ended up on the edge of the bed. When your legs felt the bed, it brought you out of your thoughts. You ended up with your back to the mattress. Liam and Niall looked at you like hungry predators who had just found their prey for the night. You gulped nervously wondering what is gonna happen to you.

Noticing this shift in your behaviour, Niall being the sweet man he is, asked, “You want this too right?”

“Yes, yes I want it. I want you guys. Please.” You replied hurriedly looking at both of them. Niall smiled and inched closer to you.

“Look at him Niall, we haven’t even touched him and he is already hungry for our cocks. What a slut.” Liam said with a mocking smirk. His dirty talk led to an involuntary moan coming from your mouth to which he only seemed to be more pleased.

“What do you want, baby boy? Tell us exactly what you want so we can give it to you.” He continued making you more and more flustered.

“I want you to fuck me.” You tried to reply as plainly as possible but your reddened face was betraying you.

“Come on Liam, don't tease him that much.” Niall laughed, turning to kiss you, giving you the first intimate moment of the night. His kiss was soft and inviting. It was teasing your lips making you want more. It felt different than any other kiss you hav had yet. Soft but equally dominating. Passionate but filled with love. His tongue licked your lips and you parted them to give him entrance. Both your tongues lapping each other and he let you win the game of dominance.

All this while, Liam was busy making quick work of the three of your clothes. He undressed himself and Niall first after which he moved on to you leaving all three of you in underwear. You felt a shiver once he was done with your clothes.

You and Niall broke the kiss to catch your breath. Liam got next to you, took your face in his hands and said ,”My turn.”

His kiss was much different than Nialls. It was rough, passionate and dominating. It was hard. He kissed you like you were his source of oxygen. You moaned when you felt lips on your neck. The source of them was Niall. This gave Liam the perfect time to enter your mouth. Your tongues fought for dominance but it was no fight at all. He had already won.

After kissing for a while and Niall covering you in marks, you ended up with puffed lips and red spots covering your neck. You probably looked ruined already and this was only the start.

“Whose a better kisser Y/n us or the guy you were with ?” Liam asked, still being jealous about the night.

“You both. I can’t even remember his kiss. I only remember your lips.” You said lustfully.

The answer seemed to satisfy him as he turned to Niall and asked, “How do you want to do this Niall?” He ignored your presence as he asked this like you had no input on how the night goes.

“Whatever you decide.” Niall replied.

“I’ll take his ass, you take his mouth.” Liam said nonchalantly.

And this is how you ended up on your hands and knees with Liam prepping your ass and eating you out while Niall takes your mouth.

Liam starts by licking a long stripe from your balls to your hole. He slowly pushed his tongue in the tight heat of your hole and you let out a moan at the intrusion. He pushes his tongue deeper at your sounds. Niall settles near the headboard taking off his underwear and bringing his cock to a semi hard state. He puts a finger in your mouth and you suck at it expertly.

Once Liam is done with eating you out, he lubes his fingers up and enters one finger in the tight ring of muscles. Seeing the discomfort on your face, Niall tries comforting you.

“Relax for us baby, let us take care of you. We’ll make you feel good.” he said running his fingers through your hair and kissing you softly.

Liam enters another finger and soon another opening you up for their big nice cocks.

Once he feels that you are loose enough, he and Niall enter you at the same time leaving you perplexed. Niall’s 6.5 inch dick making its way to the back of your throat is met with vibrations from your moans while Liam’s 8 inch dick enters your tight hole slowly but surely.

After both of them have stuffed you up, they start moving. Niall keeps hitting the back of your throat while Liam keeps hammering you from behind making you choke more on Niall's length. Niall has a hand in your hair holding you firmly. And Liam has gripped your hips tight enough that they’ll leave bruises. He marks your back while drilling your hole making you moan and all the sensations go to Niall's dick.

There are praises being thrown at you often enough. You can hardly process most of them your mind being too hazy with all the sex.

You heard Niall say, "Such a good boy, taking us so well."

"He really knows how to suck a cock."

"He is so tight for us. I bet no one has fucked him like this." Liam had added.

Some other compliments that you cannot remember.

Soon enough your weeping cock comes in spurts completely untouched leaving ropes and ropes of cum on the sheets beneath you. This makes your grip on Liam’s cock tighter making his thrusts faster and sloppier. Niall's cock is close by the way he is thrusting and as if on the thought of it, he comes in your mouth filling you with copious amounts of cum which you are left to swallow. He is followed by Liam who comes in you ass and fucks you through the orgasm making you moan and wince from oversensitivity.

After this, they took turns with Niall fucking your ass and Liam your mouth. For the last round, your tight little ass (which wasn’t nearly as tight now) was filled to the brim with both the cocks. You cannot remember how many times you came that night but it was more than you ever have in a night.

At this point, you did not have one coherent thought. You were too exhausted. You could not make out the words Niall and Liam said and neither could you say anything. All you had on your mind was dicks and sex.

After being stuffed by two big and thick cocks, you came one last time which was just watery at this point and passed out from pleasure and exhaustion.

When you woke up, you were clean on clean sheets with Niall on your right, your face against his chest and Liam on your left with your back to his chest. You drift off to sleep again and when you finally wake up, Liam and Niall were awake too.

“Hey there, Y/n. You must be exhausted.” Niall said softly. You just hummed in response not wanting to talk.

“I’m sorry if we were too hard on you.” Liam said rubbing circles in your back. You shook your head and nuzzled closer to Niall’s chest.

Soon enough the three of you woke up and had breakfast from the room service. During this time, you guys talked like you always used to and it felt like nothing had changed.

"Will you be our boyfriend? I know it must be weird for you but we just feel like it would be right since we like you so much." They said leaving you speechless for a second.

But of course you wanted this, how could you not.

“I would love nothing more in the world.” You answered honestly.

They smiled and you gave each of them a kiss. After this, you would need no one else.

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butdaddyilovehim-hs · 7 months

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Stars Around My Scars: Part I

Summary: Y/N and Harry meet by chance on the street and Harry just so happens to be Y/N's longtime crush. Sparks fly between the two but there's just one problem... Harry has a girlfriend. Featuring our favourite 1D boys and soft Harry <3

Word Count: >1k (super short to set up the story) Warnings: none

Based off this ask

"Liam you forgot the candles!”

“They weren’t on the list Y/N.”

“But it’s a PARTY, of course we need candles?!” Y/N rolls her eyes at her roommate who sits unbothered on the couch, stuck in the latest round of whatever new game he had bought.

“They. Weren’t. On. The. List.”

“Ok. Fine.” Y/N sucks in a deep breath before grabbing her keys. “I’ll go get them. You’re lucky we still have time before the party tomorrow.”

Liam groans in response and Y/N rolls her eyes again before heading to the store. Party planning is not for the weak. She isn’t quite sure why she’s taken on such a large responsibility especially because it’s Niall’s 30th so she can’t mess it up. But he’s one of her best friends so obviously she had to throw him a party. And then her idea of a small gathering spiralled out of control and now it’s a surprise party with over 100 guests. It’s not like Liam and Louis have been much help because well… Liam would rather be doing anything else than helping her plan the decor and Louis can’t keep a secret to save his life so he doesn’t even know about the party. Y/N has over a million things to prepare before tomorrow and getting these candles was definitely not on her to do list for the day.

She rushes out of her car and into the party store, grabbing the first packet she sees, pays for them and rushes back out to her car. However in her rush, (and due to the fact that she was looking at her phone) she slams into someone. Hard. Said someone grunts softly at the impact before reaching out a hand to steady her.

“Oh my goodness, I am so sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going, I didn’t mean to- holy shit.”

“No worries love. You alright?” The man in front of her smiles, making sure she’s regained her footing before gently letting go of her.

“Oh I’m fine… it’s just. Well. You’re Harry Styles.” Y/N can hardly believe her eyes. Her first thought is that his eyes are even greener in person. Her second thought is that he’s even more attractive in person and that’s saying something because he was pretty damn good looking in his pictures. And in the posters Y/N used to have (still has) on her wall.

“That would be me. You look really familiar love. Have we met?” His voice is low and slightly raspy and it sends a flurry of butterflies to Y/N’s core.

“Um well no. But I’m Liam’s roommate so maybe you might have seen a picture of me on his instagram or something? It’s really lovely to meet you. You’re… taller than I imagined.” Y/N wants to die. It’s like she’s forgotten how words work all of a sudden because her childhood crush is standing right in front of her and he’s smiling at her like that and Y/N doesn’t really remember how to breathe either.

“You’ve imagined?” He sends a smirk her way and Y/N’s knees almost give out.

“I didn’t mean it like that.” She blushes and Harry chuckles at how flustered she is.

“Well anyway, it’s nice to properly meet you… I’m so sorry love, I don’t remember your name.” He winces as if it’s something he should have committed to memory.

“Oh. It’s Y/N.”

“Y/N! That’s right. Pretty name.” He tests it on his tongue and she shivers slightly. Y/N decides she only wants Harry to say her name from now on. It certainly sounds pretty coming off his lips.

“The boys mentioned you were living in LA? What brings you to London? Just visiting or…?”

“I’ve moved back actually. I bought a new place and my uh girlfriend and I just moved in a few days ago.” He runs a hand through his hair and Y/N can’t place the slightly sheepish expression on his face. Girlfriend. Of course he has a girlfriend. He’s Harry fucking Styles. She’s probably a model, Y/N thinks to herself. Blonde, skinny, legs for days.

“Oh that’s… wow. I’m sure the guys will be thrilled to catch up with you. I’ll have to let them know I saw you.” Y/N offers him a weak smile. She isn’t exactly sure what she was hoping for. For him to fall in love with her on the street and whisk her off to his apartment to have his way with her? Actually that’s exactly what she was hoping for.

“I’m throwing Niall a surprise birthday party.” She blurts out, filling the silence.

“Oh really? It’s his 30th yeah?”

“Yeah it is. You should come. If you like. No pressure. You could bring your girlfriend?”

“Sure we’d love to. It’ll be nice to see the guys again.” Harry perks up at the invitation.

“I’ll get your number off Liam and text you the details if that’s ok?”

“Nah, I’ll give it to you now. I’ll surprise all of them by showing up.” He pulls his phone out of his pocket. He rattles off his number and Y/N quickly enters it into her phone before sending him a text so he has her number too. They say their goodbyes and Y/N finally makes it to her car, sitting in silence in slight disbelief as to what just happened. She’s staring, slightly dazed out of the window when her phone buzzes.

(1:05pm) Harry: Send me the details! Lovely to meet you :)

Harry Styles is texting her. 15 year old Y/N would have passed out by now and current Y/N isn’t really sure she’s got function in her limbs.

A/N: This is something just to tide you guys over until I can get part 2 of obsession out!! My laptop died on me so it's taking me a bit longer I'm afraid. BUT I adore you all for loving that series so much, and I hope you enjoy the start of this 😘

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yeah… that’s hot 😩

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inmyblueparadise · 1 year

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Hello could I ask for a request where the sixth member of one direction was with the boys and maybe they were swarmed by paparazzi and she ended up getting hurt ? It’s ok if you don’t want to I understand ! Have a great day x happy 12 anniversary

Oh man I'm so late with this, I'm so sorry ! Happy really reaaaaaaaally late 12 anniversary darling (btw can you believe it's been that long ? Jeez) Anyway I hope you like it lovie xx

There is a good and a bad side to being a celebrity.

Of course, people see the glamorous side first, the red carpets, the awards, the luxurious hotels, the money... and you are not going to lie. Yeah, it's great ! But there is also a darker side to putting your life in the spotlight. And especially on a band as famous as One Direction.

For example, the lack of privacy, all the boys and you have been the victims of gossip magazines and rumors on social media the second you did something. You went out to a club ? You were an alcoholic! You went to grab lunch with a guy ? You guys were dating (even if the guy was your cousin.. and yes that still made your family laugh during the holidays) and so on and so on.. Being followed everywhere was also hard sometimes, because as much as you loved meeting fans, sometimes you just wanted to go to Starbucks without causing a riot. But the worst? THE ACTUAL WORST. Was the paparazzi.

You didn't mind them at events, behind a line far from you, but when you were swarmed that was something else. Because let's be honest, nobody likes being pushed around, tripped, and blinded by flashes after a 12-hour flight. And as much as your team tries, unfortunately, sometimes they can't stop them from finding you.

You were just getting out of a 20hrs+ flight from London to Sydney, on which you slept and talk with the boys. You were ready to get off the jet but before you could you saw Paul, frowning at his phone.

You alright Paul ? you asked

I'm fine, but I'm going to have to ask you guys to be careful out there fans and paparazzi are here.

Oh shit ! Should we split up ?

A little, go by three's. Louis, Liam, and Harry. and Zayn, Y/N, and Niall. And you will be in different cars, please watch out for each other.

That made you stress a little. You had never been a huge fan of crowded places, and having anxiety attacks at the beginning of the rise of the band, was a reminder enough that you were not going to enjoy the next hour. You always felt better with one of the guys next to you and often ended up holding their hands to help keep you calm. You knew Zayn and Niall, were not going to let you get lost, but still, you had a weird feeling in your stomach. You also knew that the three of you would look out for each other because none of you were good being surrounded by a big crowd.

You grab your backpack, checking that your cap was on your head and your sunglasses on your nose and let out a deep breath. But before you exited the plane, you felt a hand softly grab your wrist.

Angel, be careful out there. Stay with Zayn and Niall ok ?

Don't worry daddy direction, you won't lose me in the crowd, you said smiling. But it was no use trying to hide your anxiety, your boys knew you too well.

You exited the plane less than 5 minutes after Liam, Louis and Harry. The airport seemed calm, and you were surrounded by security from your team and the airport. But as soon as you saw the door to the outside, and the hundreds of flashes and started to hear the screams of fans, the anxiety started again. You grabbed Niall's hand tight, knowing that he was feeling anxious too.

And once you walked through the doors, it was chaos. Absolute chaos.

You couldn't see anything other than white flashes or hear something because high pitch screams filled your ears.

Y/N ! Y/N ! Look here please !

You saw fans being pushed around and pressed against each other. Cameras flying around trying to get a picture. You apologized to the fans because you couldn't stop to talk or take pictures. After all, if you stopped you were afraid you would get hurt, and they seemed to understand the situation because they started to try and clear a path between the paparazzi, asking them to move, but apparently, a grown man being told to move by teenage girls was too much for the ego. And. they started to push even more and shout at you.

That's when you saw it. A young girl, probably 14-15 years old, tumbling to the ground. And by pure instinct, you let go of Niall's hand to help her up. That was a BIG mistake. The second you let go of his hand, he turned around to see what had happened, but he couldn't go back to you, it was almost like walking against the current. He started shouting your name to your security team, but he just saw you disappear in a sea of people.

You on the other hand were so focused on the young girl who was starting to cry that you didn't realize that you were now surrounded by paparazzi and fans with no security. You crouched on the ground to try and help her up, and that was your second mistake because the second you lowered yourself next to her you were roughly pushed around, making you fall hard on your knees. Wincing as your knees bumped on the pavement, you looked at the girl reaching your hands to her.

Hi love, grab my hands, Are your ok ? But you couldn't reach her, because a hand had grabbed you, hard. That's when it started, a game of being pulled around in different directions, you felt hands over your arms, your cap being ripped from your head and voices shouting.

Y/N ! Y/N ! A picture ! Smile sweetheart! Come on !

You couldn't breath. You couldn't see. Your arms and hands were covered in scratches, and your knees bleeding.

Please, can you let me through ? Please I'm just trying to go to the car. Please.

And as much as the fans tried to get them to back away, shouting at them that you were a human being, that you were hurting, they still took pictures, swarming you like ravens.

What you didn't see was the boys reaction. They were in front of you. Way closer to the cars, when they heard the fans. Liam was the first to notice when a fan told him something had happened to you.

You need to help Y/N, she's hurt !

That made him stop walking and look around trying to spot you. But he couldn't see you. That's when you shouted at Louis.

Lou, do you see Y/N ?

The oldest of the band whipped around. Not seeing you. And began to shout at Paul.

Paul ! Where is Tiny ?

That got the attention of the rest of the band. That was also when they saw Niall struggling to walk back to the airport.

SHE OVER HERE ! PAUL FUCK SHE'S ON THE GROUND !

The fans picked up on it and started shouting at the paparazzi to leave you alone, trying to push them away. But you were still on the ground, having fallen for the third time, hanging your head low, tears streaming down your face. You heard your name being shouted. While half of the security team was trying to make their way to you.

You saw Scott, one your bodyguards making his way to you. He finally was able to grab you gently around the waist, hosting you up.

It's ok tiny, I got you. I got you. he whispered in your ear, when you wrapped your arms around his neck, hiding your face, hot tears still streaming down your face.

Wrap your legs around me, and I'll get you to the cars, darling.

You had no energy left in you, you just nodded, your face still hidden in his neck.

He pulled you through the crowd, shouting, telling everyone to back off. And as you made your way closer to the car, you heard the boys, well mostly Louis and Zayn, shouting at the paps. Paul tried to usher them into the car but to no avail.

What the fuck is wrong with you people ? For a fucking picture ? You fooking loosers ! I'm gonna break your fucking cameras, get them out of our faces for fuck sake!

Finally, after what felt like hours, you were dropped inside the car, but that didn't make you lighten your grip on Scott's neck.

It's ok princess, your safe. You let go slowly, seeing the faces of the boys, worry written all over them.

Thanks Scott

And then, you were swarmed, but this time it didn't scare you. It was full of love.

Jesus, Angel are you ok ?

What happened ?

Babe you're bleeding !

Those fookers, Angel, you ok ?

And as traumatizing as this experience was, you could only, whisper one thing, as the car started pulling away from hell. Still in shock.

Oh, I lost my cap..

That lightened the tension. You heard chuckles and saw smiles on their faces.

Oh Angel !

And you were hugged all over, them whispering sweet things, reassuring you, promising you you'll be ok.

So yes, celebrity was not always a dream life. But as long as you got your boys, what could go wrong ?

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wolfmoonmusic · 1 year

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Ok ok ok idea.... One direction x drummer!reader which follows them thru their first album and till now

i was thinking the reader is like zayn's frnd from before and when they need a drummer cuz their drummer got sick for the tour (just an idea) he remembers that she can play it rlly well

so she goes on tour....and becomes their bestie....sees the inside struggles...and shit

steal my girl is written for her...

and like...she's heart broken when zayn leaves (possibly because of harbored feelings???)

and she and zayn stop talking.... She sticks w Harry and becomes his back-up drummer and starts making music of her own otherwise

All the boys (except zayn) support her and shit....

reader had family problems and insecurities and stuff....so matilda by harry is written for her and its like a surprise

and like.....she's rlly upset cuz they were her found family and now they're broke apart

UNTIL The whole Gigi and Yolanda thing happened....and zayn goes thru some shit and he goes to the only person he knows as refugee which isssssss reader (ta daaa)

and then she manages to get them all together

Maybe I'd make like a whole universe type thing?? Ideas and questions welcome...send 'em in my ask box

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idrkwhatthisisimsorry · 9 months

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Flying to Italy pt.1

Description: Y/N finds out her boyfriend is cheating on her with her best friend, and decides to take the trip she had planned with him to Italy anyways, but alone. But she meets Harry along the way, and so it goes... Does she decide to stay with Harry, or is it too soon and too fast? Or will she forgive her boyfriend? Only time will tell.

Warnings: angst, cheating

Word count: 1K

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A/N: hey! I haven't written in a while, and I have never posted Harry on here, but I'm on a serious kick with him rn and I've been thinking of this idea for a few days and I really wanted to write it, so here y'all go! I hope you enjoy, it's gonna be really good. This takes place in about early 2019 btw! Not everything is gonna be totally correct timeline wise, so just pretend it is lol

"Hey, me and Lily are going to go out tonight, I don't think Colin can come, are you up for it?" Jackson, my boyfriend said. I've been dating Jackson for almost ten years. We've known each other since we were fifteen, and we've been dating since we were sixteen. He's my rock and my best friend. But not as much as Lily. She's been my number 1 since we were about five years old. She's been dating her boyfriend, Collin for about four years now, and little does she know, he's about to propose when we go on our Italy trip in a few days together. I'm a little jealous because Jackson hasn't gotten the balls to propose to me, but I couldn't be happier for my best friend.

"Uhhhh, I might come later, but don't count on me, I have a lot of catching up to do on work if I don't want to work while we're in Italy. You guys gonna be in the same place all night?" I tell him. Any normal girlfriend would be skeptical of their best friend and boyfriend hanging out without either of their partners, but I've known both of them for so long to know that they're just good friends. We were just a trio throughout high school and college until Lily finally met Collin, and if I had any skepticism, that was all thrown out the window after seeing the way her and Collin were together. I would go as far to say they're even cuter together than me and Jackson.

"Yeah, we're going to R bar. If you don't come, it's fine, babe, I'll just see you when I get home. Love you." He said, as he gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked out the door. "Love you." I said back, as he walked out.

...

I finished up enough of my work, and decided to go meet up with him at the bar. I quickly changed and did light makeup and got an uber.

I got to the bar and didn't see him or Lily with our group of friends. I walked over to one of them, "Hey have you guys seen Jackson? He said he and Lily were gonna be here with you guys tonight." I asked, still looking around the bar. "Uh, last I saw them was about ten minutes ago when he said they were gonna go get a drink from the bar, but I think I saw them walk off somewhere." Alex said, giving me a nervous face, which made me really nervous. I've never had reason to not trust him before, so I didn't expect what I was about to see and hear as I walked towards the bathrooms. I went into the women's restroom and didn't see Lily, and obviously I couldn't go into the mens, so I walked over to the single unisex bathroom door, and put my ear up to it. Someone was obviously having sex in there, very loud sex for that matter. I knocked, just in case my worst nightmare was coming true. "Busy!" A voice, very similar sounding to my best friend of twenty years, called out. I tested the door handle, and in their drunk idiocy they forgot to lock it, and I barged right in on my boyfriend fucking my best friend. Her small black dress, that she actually borrowed from me, hiked all the way up to her stomach, and his pants pulled down just low enough for him to be sticking his dick somewhere he shouldn't have.

The second he saw me, his eyes went wide and he immediately went wide and he pulled out of her and started to pull up his pants as quickly as possible. "Y/N-" "I don't want to hear it, Jack. The two people I thought would never hurt me. How long have you two been fucking behind my back?" I yelled angrily. "No no no no no, Y/N, this is the first time this has ever happened it was such a mistake, I'm so sorry, please, you're my best friend, I am so so sorry." Lily said, apologizing over and over again, as if those words could ever reverse her actions. I just stared at them in horror, tears threatening to spill over, my heart breaking as I knew I was losing the two people I cared about most in my life all in just five minutes. "Your sorry means nothing to me. I trusted both of you. I loved both of you, and you stabbed me in the back. I never want to see you again. Either of you. Might as well cancel your tickets to Italy once you're done fucking each other." I say, as I slam the door shut and leave the restaurant as fast as I possibly can and order an uber to the nearest hotel.

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I sat in my expensive ass hotel room contemplating almost every single life decision I'd ever made. How long had this really been going on? Was it really the first time? How stupid have I been? And what was I going to do about Italy? Where was I going to live? My brain was going a hundred miles a minute, while I just sat there crying in my short little dress I wore to the bar. For him. Because I knew how much he loved that dress. Loved. He didn't have the right to love anything about me anymore.

I was so excited for everything in the future. We were supposed to spend a whole month in Italy together, the four of us. I was so so excited. I never got to travel ever, my family never had enough money, and then I went to college, and then I had to work my way up in my career to have money and actually get time off. Jackson and Lily have both been to Italy before, so it's not like this is some huge new experience that they're going to miss out on.

I laid on that bed for hours just crying, and thinking about what to do. I was going to go to Italy and forget all about people that never deserved me.

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harrys-yellow-snow · 11 months

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perfect - an h.s one shot °•. ✿ .•°

PART ONE

word count: 2.5k

themes/triggers/tropes: fluff, angst, lime (do people even say that anymore), arguing, fake dating, relationship...fixing?

It’s been months. Months since that last call, and even longer since that last text. She couldn’t stop thinking of the way she ran her hands through his soft hair. Or the way his fingers traced her jawline when he rested his head in her lap. She hated to admit it, but she missed it.

Nova looked out her window, admiring the view of New York City from ten stories above ground. The Empire State Building could be seen in the distance. Manhattan was beautiful from the air, but looking down made her nauseous sometimes.

Most of the time, she kept glancing down at her phone, waiting for a notification. Not just from him, but from anyone. Her friends, her family, or even people she hadn’t spoken to in years that somehow still had her phone number. Yet, it stayed silent. No sign of life had come from her friends. She hadn’t spoken to anyone in a couple days. Some days, she liked it that way. But other days, like today, she missed them dearly.

She slid off the windowsill and made her way into her kitchen. Nova’s apartment had two rooms, so it was just across the way. Her bed and the bathroom connected from the living room and dining area. She didn’t spend as much time there as she should. The white marble cabinets glistened in the natural sunlight coming from the window. She opened the one above her and took down a box of cereal and a bowl. She liked her cereal dry. She knew she shouldn’t, but it didn’t matter. She sat down at the dining table and began to eat.

It was hard to swallow. Yes, she enjoys dry cereal, but her throat was tight. So were her eyes and her fingers. Nova hadn’t even realized how hard she was gripping the table. She knew she should be over him. It had been months. But she couldn’t stop staring at the empty chair across from her, imagining the perfect way his eyes lit up and the creases that formed near his cheeks when he smiled. She loved his dimples, getting deeper every time she tickled him. As all those memories came flooding back, she slammed her bowl every time she took a spoonful of cereal, She carefully reviewed each and every word she wanted to say to him as he was leaving, as well as the curses she screamed when the door shut for good. All that was left was the smell of his cologne on her sheets. It was impossible for her to sleep in them without thinking of the pain it brought her. All the mistakes she made that night, all of the horrible things she said without realizing. She wanted him back. That’s really all she needed to say.

Nova finished her breakfast and cleaned her dishes. The clouds slowly drifted away from the sun, revealing a beautiful blue sky and a perfect horizon. She looked down from her window to see groups of people cluttered together, walking down the sidewalks. She remembered the countless bags in her hands and the long credit card bills she received. It seemed to be a coping mechanism to get him off of her mind, but it didn’t work all the time. It brought back memories of all the money he spent on the clothes she didn’t deserve. They were deep in her closet, never to be worn again.

Speaking of clothing, she slipped on a light orange t-shirt and a pair of white pants. Her black and white sneakers were a bit tight around the toe, but comfortable overall. She locked up her apartment and made her way down to the street.

When Nova made her way out of her apartment building, she was instantly hit in the face with blaring heat. She felt a bead of sweat drip down her forehead as she started walking. This level of heat always gave her headaches if she wasn’t prepared. The light of the sun reflected off of the cars parked on the side of the road. Puddles were still on the curbs from the rainstorm a couple of nights before. Patches of grass poked out from the cracks in the sidewalk near the drains. All of these disfigurements made her realize not everything was perfect.

Nova headed down at least ten blocks before she got to Times Square. She made her way through the bustling crowds to get a clear view of the New Year’s Ball. However, a pit in her stomach grew as she remembered their New Year’s kiss. On the balcony of his apartment, the ball drop could be seen half a mile away. The spotlights were flashing, but so were cameras below them. The flashes reproduced, which caught their attention. He shrugged, gave the paparazzi the finger, and they headed back inside. They wouldn’t leave him alone.

For the longest time, she thought he would never leave her alone, but that wasn’t the case. She shook her head, telling herself to snap out of it. She had to get over him sooner or later.

The aura was beautiful. She craned her head to look at all the vibrant billboards giving off appealing flares of color. Pictures moved in unison, all across the Square. Then, she saw it. Him.

Harry Styles Love On Tour: New York City. September 21-23. Nova froze in her tracks, letting everyone walk around her. She didn’t care about the dirty looks she received, or the people brushing her shoulders to squeeze through. As quickly as the billboard came, it went. She hadn’t seen him in so long. She refused to look at pictures, watch interviews, read articles, or do anything that had to do with him.

Nova put her head down and kept walking, keeping an eye on her shoes. Out of her peripheral vision, she saw beat-down sneakers, luxurious Gucci boots, and blue flip-flops, but she glanced at her again. She bought these with her own money, not his.

As much as she didn’t want to think about the billboard, she couldn’t stop. His hair was slicked back with the perfect amount of gel. His casual mustache was gone, but his green eyes were sparkling. She thought of all the times he endearingly looked at her from across the room, waiting for a hug or a simple kiss on the forehead. When he wrapped his arms around her, pure bliss and red flush filled her cheeks. His chest was warm like a cushion. She would crane her neck up and rest her chin on his chest, getting a close look at his facial features. Some days, he decided not to shave, leaving small patches of extra hair on his jawline for her to trace her finger over. He moved his head around, squirming underneath her when his face was tickled. He’d pull her in for a kiss and she’d come closer to her. And that was only the beginning.

She had to keep going. Ahead of her was a long street connecting to Times Square, but only a few cars were parked next to the curb. She already needed time away from the bustling crowds, which usually didn’t happen.

No one recognized her. When the first dating rumors came out, her face could barely be seen, even though they were all after her. From the ground, the angle was strange. He was dressed in all black with his hands wrapped around her face, pulling her as close as possible. She was in a gray hoodie as small flakes of snow started piling in her hair. He pulled her hood up and smiled into the kiss, but then they spotted the cameras. After that, she didn’t remember much of what happened. Stories were released, which tore them apart. He was afraid they’d be after her, but they weren’t. She didn’t see many negative responses to the situation, but she knew there definitely were some. That’s what Harry didn’t want her to get caught up on. Then, they started falling apart, not just because of the rumors. They claimed they didn’t love each other as much as before. It broke her. Not just her heart, which she always thought was corny, but her physical health seemed to deteriorate. Sleep deprivation stabbed her like a knife, leaving her in terrible pain. That led to mental misconfigurations, cognition issues, and an overall pissy mood.

After a couple weeks, Nova could barely function. She refused to go out, claiming she was too tired. The city was too bright for her. Too many people to get in her way. Maybe someone would recognize her, pull her to the side, ask her about her ex-boyfriend, possibly even threaten her for “breaking his heart,” when in actuality, he broke hers. She still wasn’t sure what she did, but it didn’t seem to matter anymore.

She came to the end of the street, both mentally and literally. Her thoughts came to a stop and so did the rough pavement. It went back to being a smooth, cement road, like they decided that this street wouldn’t be paved. In this state, her thoughts of the breakup weren’t paved. They were bumpy and hard to make out. She didn’t have a clear idea of what happened, what caused it, or what she did wrong. What was so wrong with dating him? Other than the fact that they were constantly being followed, she didn’t see anything wrong. New Years was the only night they were ever seen together, then the news somehow suddenly broke out that they had split up.

Mentally, Nova slapped herself, telling her to stop thinking about it. It had been hours since she left the apartment and no other thoughts came to mind except her own mistakes. That stupid billboard didn’t help.

Her stomach grumbled, telling her it was ready to be fed again. Right down the road, there was a bagel shop. New York City famous bagels were something she craved for months at a time, even if she had them every day. As she neared the shop, she took a deep breath, taking in the crisp, burnt smell of the iconic bakery. She stepped inside and was taken aback by the beauty of her favorite shop. It wasn’t as crowded as it usually was on a Tuesday afternoon. She was just in time for brunch, possibly early lunch. She waved to the familiar man at the counter, who shot her a smile.

“Hey, Nova! What can I get for you? You want your regular?” This was the ideal time for his thick Brooklyn accent to shine.

“Yes, please,” Nova said. As her friend went in the back to place the order with the bakers, she looked around the shop, imagining the food was about to be receive. An everything bagel with ham, cheese, and pickles. She had a strange taste in food (no pun intended), but she didn’t mind. It was mostly unique combinations of healthy foods, but there were a lot of popular foods she didn’t like. She hadn’t eaten meat in a while because she went pescatarian a couple months ago…

Nova sat down at the table closest to the window and looked out at the street. People on both sides passed by quickly. She loved people watching. In airports, on subways or the bus, or at small shops like these. Her eyes scanned across the window, watching some people enter the bagel shop, watching some leave, or just watching some walk by. Her friend tapped her shoulder, making her direct her attention towards him and the basket of food he put down in front of her. She thanked him and began to eat.

This was a flavor she hadn’t had in a while. Smoked ham on a mildly spicy bagel, with a hint of sweetness from the cheese. It was perfect.

Another ring from the opening door filled the shop. Most people turned their heads like little kids in class whenever an unexpected visitor arrived. Nova was one of those children, poking her head up from her basket after saving a droplet of cheese from getting on her shirt. His hair was short and dark. He wore a blue and gray flannel and light blue jeans. His feet were protected by black and white Adidas sneakers. When he turned around after placing his order, she saw his face.

Niall.

She hadn’t seen him in so long. Did no one recognize him? They made eye contact and his blue eyes lit up. A smile spread across his face as he made his way over to her table.

“Nova?” She stood up and they joined together in a quick embrace. He sat down and leaned his arms up against the table. “It’s great to see you again. I almost didn’t recognize you!”

“I know,” she grinned, focusing on her food to make sure she’s eating slower and neater than before he walked in.

“How have you been?” He reached across and grabbed a lone piece of ham that fell from her sandwich and popped it into his mouth. She looked up at him and smiled, or at least tried to after hearing the question.

“I’ve been alright, thanks for asking,” her smile quickly faded and she took another bite of her sandwich. It was an irritated bite, knowing he’d ask more. He sighed and strung his fingers together.

“You’re not still thinking about him, are you?” he asked with a slight whisper. Nova swiftly looked up from her food again, getting a bit of a head rush. Her eyelids drooped, trying to regain her balance in her seat. She didn’t know how to respond. She knew he’d be upset if she told him, but if she lied, he’d know. With a slow shake of her head, she lied.

“No.”

Niall sighed again, “don’t lie to me, Nova. This is serious.”

She refused to answer.

“Nova,” he started, rubbing his temple with his calloused fingertips, “you still think about him, right?”

“Yeah, I do. A lot, actually,” she finished the last of her bagel and pushed the basket aside. She looked out the window again. She knew Niall wasn’t there to bother her, but it certainly was working. He was one of her best friends, but hadn’t spoken to him since breaking up with him.

“Why?” he simply asked. A mixed look of confusion spread across Nova’s face. Why? She didn’t know why. If she did, she’d probably tell him.

“I don’t know why. I just… do. I don’t know.”

“It’s been months–”

“I know it has. I don’t think I’m getting over him any time soon. I just,” she stopped her sentence abruptly to scratch her forehead and sigh, “I keep thinking about him. Everything reminds me of him. I can’t sleep because my bed is empty every night. I should be over him, I know, but I physically cannot.”

“Maybe you should get out of here, then. Live somewhere else for a while,” Niall suggested.

“Where? I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

“I’m having a party next week. Maybe you can come and stay at my place in L.A. for a bit,” his Irish accent was more prominent near the end of that sentence. Sometimes, his accent is hard to figure out, either what he’s saying or what accent it is.

“Seriously? You’d let me live with you?”

“Of course. You seem pressured to live here,” he said.

“I appreciate that,” Nova replied.

“Call me when you’re ready to go.”

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It’ll Be Okay

The one where Y/N, Harry’s fiancée, has bipolar disorder, and no one can bring her out of her episodes other than him.

WARNING: There is going to be mentions/actions of alcohol abuse, drug use, outbursts of anger, sudden changes in mood and domestic violence in this story. Harry does smoke in this as well. If you are not comfortable with that, please do not continue reading.

Y/N’s POV:

I sat on the couch with the bottle of vodka in one hand, and a cigarette in the other, mascara and tear stains on my cheeks. The alcohol and drugs were the only two things that made me feel at peace in this moment. Serenity.

A sudden click of the lock causes me to immediately put out my cigarette and hide the bottle of vodka. I attempt to walk up to the door, my steps going every which way. When he walks in, his face immediately changes, the scent of the marijuana pungent on my clothes and in the house, the smell of alcohol fuming off my breath.

“Oh, Harry! Hello. How was work?” I say, my voice slurring with every word I speak. I lean into his chest, putting all of my weight into him, making him tumble back a couple of steps.

“Are you okay, honey? You’re having another episode, aren’t you? Let’s get you on the couch, okay?”

“No, I wanna go upstairs! Have a bit of fun, if you know what I mean.” I say, a smirk present in my face.

“Absolutely not. You legally cannot give consent if you’re under the influence, baby. Stay on the couch, okay? I’m gonna go get you a glass of water.”

“No, no water.”

“Yes, water. You need some in your system, love.” He leaves me on the couch with a kiss to my forehead to go get some water.

I sit patiently on the couch, and after deciding he was taking to long, I grab my lighter and another cigarette. After lighting it, I take a long drag and inhale the smoke for a couple of seconds before puffing it out, when Harry walks in.

“Baby, what did we talk about? No smoking inside, right? That’s for outside only, my love.” He takes the cigarette from your lips and puts it out in the ashtray next to the couch.

Suddenly, your mood changes drastically and you feel a tear slip down your cheek. Harry immediately notices and is by your side in an instant, god knows what he did with the glass of water in his hands. For all he knows, it means nothing to him right now.

“Baby love, what’s going on? You having another episode, pretty girl? You can talk to me.” He says, his voice softening at the quick change of your emotions.

“I-I was just thinking about my past. My dad. And how he used to hit me. And I was thinking about it and I just brought the thought into my head that maybe that would be you one day and my emotions got the better of me. I know you would never do that to me or anyone for that matter, but my emotions got a hold of me. I’m sorry.” Harry sits there in silence for a second, probably out of sheer shock that I would ever think he would do something even remotely close to lay a finger on someone without their verbal consent.

“Oh, baby, my love. I would never ever do such a thing to you. I know how much you despise your father and although I’ve never met him, I despise him as well. He ruined your life. No one deserves to go through that. Especially you, my angel.” He ever so softly pecks your cheek, being as gentle as possible with you, knowing you’re at your most vulnerable right now.

You fall further into his arms, seeking for a safe haven, which he was yours. He wraps his arms tightly around you, placing a few kisses on the top of your head.

“I know that smoking helps you calm down so if you want to go into the backyard and do that you can feel free, my love. I’ll even join you this time. Stressful day at work.” Harry says and your heart grows a little more for him. You really only smoke to calm your nerves, but it turned into more of an addiction now. Harry rarely ever joins you for a smoke, it’s not really his thing but when he feels anxious or stressed about something related to his career, he’ll join you.

“That would be amazing, baby. I love you.” You peck his lips and grab the box of cigarettes and lighter from the table next to the couch, grabbing his hand with your free one and leading him outside with you to the bench you have out there.

He sits down before you and you sit down, putting your legs over his. You hand him the box and he takes one out, lighting it before handing you the box and the lighter. You watch him blow the smoke out of the corner of his mouth before placing the cigarette in your mouth and lighting it.

You adjust your position, curling up against Harry’s side, him moving his arm above your head to take another puff of the cigarette.

“Thank you for always being here for me, H. It really does mean a lot to me. I love you.”

“Of course, baby. There’s no one I’d rather be with than you, lovie. I love you so much more.”

And he locks that in with a kiss to your lips.

Sorry for not posting since like August. School started and it’s my senior year so I’ve been super busy with college apps but I finished yesterday so I should be posting more. Love you guys so much!!!!

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fallingforel · 10 months

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Love your work!!, could you please do prompt 18 “I’ve got you.”

louis fluff - something happens to y/n and the 1D boys comfort her till lou gets there and then says that line and lovey stuff!! absolutely love for protective louis shots😭

request: could you do prompt 18 “I’ve got you.” with louis fluff please! like something happens to y/n and the other boys find her crying or scared and comfort her until louis shows up and he gets protective and just showers her in comfort words and gestures or something! i live for protective lou🥲 sorry if that’s all over the place i don’t word things great😭

A/N of course I can lovelys, this is probably gonna be one of my favourite requests to write so thank you

warnings: panic attack, mentions of death, mentions of cancer, hypochondria, mentions of shootings, parent death, PTSD attack, Mentions of claustrophobia, mentions of smoking (is that even one idk 😅😅)

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I always have been panic attack prone my whole life, well since my mum had been in a freak accident of being shot at in a supermarket here in the U.K I was with her but the shooter only shot at my mum and not me. it was very rare to be shot at in the U.K. She was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and you were very lucky to escape it my dad always tells me Though I think it's only to keep me from having anxiety attacks when I think back to it I was 10 when it happened so I was old enough to understand what had happened, even when I didn't want to. My dad had since then bought my brothers and me up. I had met Louis when we both worked in Toys R us and we hit it off instantly and I had signed him up for x-factor after our first date in a karaoke bar in leeds we made a whole day trip to leeds for our first date.

I could feel one coming on as soon as Harry, niall and I got back to the tour bus. We had all gone out for food. Zayn, Liam and Louis had stayed behind to smoke cigarettes so Niall Harry and I had opted to go back to the tour bus. Sometimes I smoke but I was too full and had a headache all day. I think the headache caused it, I also have hypochondria so this hightens my PTSD because I think I have cancer or something and then I panic and it leads into a full anxiety attack. They are never pretty but Louis' there through all of them and knows exactly how to calm me down when I'm going through them.

My breathing quickens "y/n/n are you okay? You look really pale." Niall asks but I barely hear it before I'm dropping to the floor and crying "shit. y/n, can you focus on my voice for me?" Harry says. But in amongst the ringing its very hard to make out My breathing quickens again and I start to shake. "shit, Ni call Louis tell him to come back. It's one of the worse ones" the ringing loudens before I'm squinting my eyes shut and saying "STOP MAKE IT STOP DONT SHOOT!"

A few minutes of ringing and my sobs fill the air before Louis taps on my chest "Hey darling, You're okay. Focus on the tapping can you do that for me?" he asks me which I nod to. "good darling keep doing that for me"

-LOUIS POV-

"Harry can you take her jumper off for me I need to keep tapping her chest I can't do it myself" He nods and is quick to do so "what now?" "get her pyjamas from my bunk shes gonna want to change, she's all sweaty. Niall can you get a cold glass of water and a cold wet flannel aswell, she's burning up she's stressed. After that can you all leave the room. Just leave everything In a pile next to me I'll sort it out, she needs space this is making everything worse, the cramped tour bus doesnt help. just all wait outside please." They are all quick to nod and do as I have said.

As soon as everyone is off the tour bus I'm stripping her out of her top and pulling mine off too and pulling her close to me so we can do skin to skin

"right, now darling focus on my breathing can you do that for me breathe with me In. two three four. Out, two three four. Good girl thats it keep doing that for me. I've got you" and she follows enough so that she's calm and her breath is back to normal.

"What even happened babe?" I say "Headache, you know my hypochondria aggrivates the PTSD I think that I've got cancer then I'm going to die and then I think of death then my mum then the day it all went down"

"I see, I see. I knew I should've gone with you, knew something bad would happen the moment you left my side."

"No, don't be so silly. It would've happened either way. I would've calmed down eventually whether you were here or not"

"No you wouldn't have"

"Lou, Babe. don't blame yourself you nor I can control when they happen you know that. Dont be so silly. I know you'll always be there when they stop You've got me always."

" i know, I've got you, always darling"

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onlyangle1 · 5 months

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HEY POOKIES!! i have finished the first chapter of the nialls sister story and it will be out at 4:00 GMT tonight!!!

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male-fictioner · 6 months

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One Direction

Louis Tomlinson

Liam Payne

Boyfriends [w Niall Horan] (smut)

Niall Horan

Boyfriends [w Liam Payne] (smut)

Zayn Malik

Harry Styles

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that-1d-blogger · 1 month

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Niall Horan as Niall Horan

Barbara Palvin as Amy Jones

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Plot - Niall and Amy have been dating for 6 months now, Niall wants to take things on the next intimidate level but felt Amy wasnt ready for it. Little did he know that the plans Amy had for them was little more than just an innocent date.

Mature - Sexual content which includes edging, orgasms denial, handcuffs and anal play.

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The autumn leaves danced on the tree branches outside as Niall pulled into Amy's apartment complex. He took a deep breath, checking his hair in the rearview mirror before grabbing the flower bouquet and bottle of cabernet from the passenger seat. Niall had been seeing Amy for a few months now, and he was pretty sure he was falling for her. The only problem? He wanted to take their intimate relationship to the next level, but he could never work up the nerve to make a move, worried she wasn't ready.

Amy pulled open the door with a radiant smile, that smiled that made Niall's heart skip a beat. "Hey stranger," she grinned, giving him a peck on the lips. "I'm so glad you're here."

"Me too," Niall replied, hoping his nerves didn't show. He handed her the bouquet of sunflowers. "These are for you. And I brought some wine to go with dinner. What did you have in mind?"

Amy's kitchen was warm and inviting, with a large wooden table and racks of copper pots and pans hanging above the center island. "Well, I know this amazing shrimp scampi recipe we could try together," she said. "If you're up for cooking with me, that is."

"Absolutely," Niall said, already rolling up his sleeves. "Just tell me what to do."

They moved in sync, Amy sautéing the shrimp in a skillet of garlic-infused butter while Niall got the linguine boiling and prepped the vegetables. When she needed fresh lemon juice, he was there with a reamer. As the kitchen filled with fragrant aromas, Niall snuck glances at his girlfriend, marveling at her effortless grace.

God, she's beautiful, he thought. Especially that little crinkle she gets right between her eyes when she's concentrating.

As if she could read his mind, Amy looked up and their eyes locked for a heated moment before Niall quickly looked away, his face flushing. ‘Get it together, man.’ , he scolded himself.

Once the pasta was plated and grated with parmesan, Niall carefully decanted the cabernet while Amy lit some taper candles on the table, adding a romantic glow to the room. When they settled across from each other, Niall raised his glass in a toast.

"To us," he smiled, "And many more incredible home-cooked meals like this together."

Amy clinked her glass against his. "I'll drink to that," she replied, taking a sip of the deep red wine. "You've been such an amazing teammate tonight."

All through the delicious meal, the two laughed and joked like they always did. But Niall couldn't deny the undercurrent of nervous sexual tension he felt, the wanting to take their relationship to the next level. Amy, for her part, seemed blissfully unaware, chatting and giggling away as she polished off her second glass of cabernet.

Finally, when their plates were cleared and the last crumbs of bread were sopped up, Amy stood and began gathering their dishes.

"Oh, don't worry about that," Niall said quickly, jumping up from his chair. "You cooked most of this incredible meal, at least let me take care of the cleaning up."

Amy tried to protest, but Niall was already at the sink, rolling up his sleeves. So instead, she opened another bottle of cabernet to let it breathe. "Why don't you go get comfy on the couch?" she said. "I'll join you in just a minute and we can figure out a movie to watch."

As Niall scrubbed and rinsed, he replayed their evening over in his mind, thinking about all the little moments he wanted to seize but didn't. Like when their fingers brushed together while plating the scampi, or that heated look they shared when he handed her the reamer. Why did he always get so flustered and shy away from moments of intimacy?

Get it together, he scolded himself again. ‘If you keep holding yourself back, you might lose her for good.’

By the time Amy returned, the dishes were drying in the racks and Niall had settled onto the plush leather couch with the fresh bottle of wine and two glasses. She immediately curled up against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Thanks for doing all that cleaning," she said, planting a soft kiss on his neck that sent a jolt of electricity down his spine. "You're the best."

Pushing down his nerves, Niall turned to face her and pulled her in closer. Searching her warm brown eyes, he saw nothing but openness and affection. Slowly, he brought his lips to hers and they began to kiss, gently at first but quickly escalating into heated passion as their months of unresolved sexual tension took over.

Ally kissed him hungrily, her hands roaming up the back of his shirt as she pressed her body against his. Just this once, don't pull away, Harry told himself. Let yourself have this moment with her.

As if she could sense his hesitation, Ally suddenly broke away, breathing heavily. "Hey," she panted, asoft smile playing across her lips. "As incredible as this is, maybe we should pick out one of those movies first before getting...distracted."

"R-right," Niall stammered, annoyed at his own inability to go through with it. "Good idea."

Ally threw back the covers and stretched with a yawn. "You know what? I'm just going to run to the bathroom really quick, then maybe we can find a movie to watch and make a night of it?"

"Sounds good," Harry smiled, trying not to stare at her adorably tousled bedhead and sleepy smile. She padded off to the en-suite bathroom, leaving Harry alone with his thoughts once more.

Harry had just about psyched himself up when suddenly, every light in the bedroom cut out, leaving him in total darkness.

"What the..." he began, scrambling up from the armchair. Had he accidentally clicked something on the remote? Or maybe there was a power surge happening somewhere?

"Uh, Amy?" he called out, feeling his way along the walls with his hands outstretched. "The lights just went out in here, I'm not sure what happened. Are you okay?"

No response came from the bathroom. A little plume of surprise rose in Harry's chest. Had she fallen and hurt herself? Or was this some kind of weird prank she was playing?

"Amy?" he repeated, his voice taking on a concerned tone as he reached the bathroom door and did a gentle push...

A sudden movement behind him caught his attention, and he turned to see Amy standing in the doorway, wearing a red lace lingerie set that left him breathless.

"Amy, you look... wow," Niall stammered, taken aback by her seductive appearance.

"I thought you might like it," she replied, her voice low and sultry. She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying seductively.

Niall's heart raced as she approached, his eyes fixed on the lace-covered curves of her body. He reached out to touch her, his fingers brushing against the soft fabric of her bra.

"Mmm, not yet," Amy whispered, pulling away from his touch. She took his hand and led him to the bed, pushing him gently onto his back.

"Amy- are u sure ? i thought u didnt want this now" Niall hesitantly asked.

Amy tutted with a seductive smile, as she gripped his hair hard making him moan, "I wanted this Niall, but I want control. Now be my perfect slut, wont you?"

She climbed onto the bed, straddling him. Niall could feel the heat of her through the lace, and he groaned with desire. Amy leaned down, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss as she handcuffed him discretely

Niall pulled back in shock, looking down at the restraints , “where did they come-“

His words were cut off as Amy kissed him again, straddling him and slowly unbuttoning his clothes

Niall, for his part, was more than happy to oblige. He reveled in the feeling of Amy's soft body pressed against his, her hands exploring every inch of his skin. He could feel himself growing hard with desire, his cock throbbing with need.

Amy, noticing his arousal, began to lick and tease his nipples, her tongue flicking back and forth across the sensitive buds. Niall moaned with pleasure, his hips bucking upwards as he tried to grind against her.

But Amy had other plans. She moved down his body, her lips trailing kisses down his stomach until she reached his cock. She took him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his shaft as she sucked him deep.

Amy's lips wrapped around Niall’s cock, her head bobbing up and down as she took him deeper and deeper into her mouth. She could feel him growing harder with each passing moment, his hips thrusting up to meet her eager mouth.

But Amy had a surprise in store for him. She pulled back, letting his cock slip out of her mouth with a wet pop. Harry looked at her, puzzled, as she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

"Where are you going?" he asked, his voice husky with desire.

"Just wait," Amy replied, a mischievous glint in her eye.

She rummaged through the freezer, searching for what she wanted. Finally, she found it - a tray of ice cubes. She pulled it out and grabbed a few cubes, wrapping them in a cloth.

When she returned to the bedroom, Niall’s cock was still standing at attention, eager for her attention. Amy knelt down between his legs, wrapping her hand around his shaft. She stroked him a few times, feeling him grow even harder in her hand.

Then she leaned down and took him into her mouth again, but this time, she was careful to keep her teeth away from his sensitive skin. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock, teasing him with every touch.

As she sucked him, she reached down with her free hand and began to massage his balls. Niall moaned with pleasure, his hips bucking up to meet her mouth.

But Amy wasn't done yet. She took the ice cubes from the cloth and began to run them over Niall’s thighs, feeling him jump with surprise. Then she moved them up to his balls, feeling him gasp as the cold ice met his hot skin.

She alternated between the ice and her mouth, teasing him until he was on the edge of orgasm. Then she pulled back, letting him cool down.

"Please, Amy," Niall begged, his voice strained with desire. "I need to cum."

She looked up at him with a sly smile and said "Not yet baby, I want to drag this on a little longer."

She then stood up and slowly removed her panties, revealing her wet and inviting pussy. She straddled him and sandwiched his cock between her folds, rubbing herself against him. Niall moaned with pleasure as he felt her wetness on his cock.

She ground her hips against him, her moans growing louder with each movement. Niall, unable to resist, reached up to touch her, his restraints stopped him from doing so.

"Please baby, I can make us both feel so good, just let me out of these" Niall said as he clenched his jaw.

"Not yet, my love," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.

Amy, a vision of pure sin, straddled him, her damp folds enveloping his throbbing cock. Her fingers traced the outline of his lips, leaving a glistening trail of her essence. "Taste me, Niall," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. He obliged, swirling his fingers around her hungrily as he sucked her arousal from her fingers.

"Such a good boy, so good for me" Amy said "And good boys should get rewarded"

Niall's breath hitched as she guided him to her entrance, her eyes locked onto his. Inch by inch, she sheathed him within her, each movement drawing a ragged moan from deep within him.

Once he was fully seated within her, she began to move. Slowly at first, she ground against him, her muscles clenching and releasing in a languid rhythm that drove him to the brink of madness. Her breasts bounced with each movement, her nipples hard and begging for attention. Niall could only watch, transfixed by the sight before him.

As the tempo increased, so did the symphony of their moans. Each thrust elicited a gasp, a sigh, a plea for more. Niall’s hands clenched into fists as he fought against the restraints, wanting nothing more than to bury himself deeper within her.

Amy's fingers found their way to her clit, her moans growing louder as she circled the sensitive nub. Niall watched, mesmerized, as her orgasm approached. Her body tensed, her breath hitched, and with a final thrust, she shattered around him.

Her muscles milked him, drawing forth his own release. He cried out, his voice mingling with hers as he spilled himself within her. Spent, Amy collapsed onto him, her breath warm against his neck.

"That was ...incredible" Amy said as she recollected her breath.

"Who said im done with you?" Niall asked in a deep voice which made her confused as she furrowed her eyebrows

"what are-" she didnt get to finish her sentence.

With that, Niall broke free from the restraints and I mmediately rolled Amy onto her stomach, her luscious ass presented to him like a banquet for a starving man. He couldn't help but marvel at the sight, his cock throbbing with need. He leaned down, pressing tender kisses to the soft skin of her lower back, eliciting a soft moan from Amy

"I hope you had your fun, now it's my turn baby." Niall growled as he put his hands on her waist

"Oh, Niall ," she breathed, her voice heavy with desire. "I need you, I need to feel you inside me."

Niall couldn't resist the temptation any longer. He reached for the bottle of lube they kept within arm's reach, slicking his fingers with the cool liquid. He gently parted Amy's cheeks, his eyes locked on the puckered rosebud of her anus. He leaned in, his tongue darting out to taste her, to prepare her for the invasion of his cock.

Amy's breath hitched in her throat as she felt Harry's tongue on her, her body trembling with anticipation. "Oh, yes," she moaned, her voice a raspy whisper. "Lick me, prepare me, I am yours to take."

Niall obliged, his tongue exploring every inch of her, his fingers gently massaging her opening. He could feel her muscles relaxing, her body welcoming him in. With a final flick of his tongue, he straightened up, his cock poised at her entrance.

"Are you ready, my love?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.

"Yes, Niall ," Amy replied, her voice trembling with need. "Take me, claim me, make me yours."

With a slow, deliberate motion, Niall began to push inside her, his cock sliding in with ease, her body already slick and ready for him. Amy's breath hitched as she felt him filling her, her body stretching to accommodate him. Niall lay on top of her back and stretched his hand to interlock it with her fingers as he pushed in more.

"Oh, Niall ," she moaned, her voice a breathless whisper. "You feel so good inside me, so big, so powerful."

Niall began to move, his hips rocking back and forth as he thrust in and out of her, each stroke driving them both closer to the edge. He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing gentle circles around the sensitive nub.

Amy's moans grew louder, her body trembling with pleasure as Niall’s cock and fingers worked in tandem, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy. She could feel another orgasm building within her, her muscles clenching around Niall's cock as he continued to thrust into her.

"Oh, Niall , I'm gonna cum," she cried out, her voice a ragged moan. "Don't stop, don't you dare stop."

"Oh yeah, should i make you edge like u mad me? maybe that will teach u a lesson" He said stopping his movements

"No, baby im sorry, i wont do it again , please please dont stop." Amy pleaded with desperate gasps

Niall's fingers moved faster, his thrusts growing more urgent as he felt Amy's body tighten around him. With a final thrust, he sent them both tumbling over the edge, their orgasms crashing over them like a tidal wave.

Amy's moans turned to cries of pleasure, her body shuddering as she came, her inner walls clenching around Harry's cock, milking it for all it was worth. Niall's own orgasm tore through him, his cock twitching as he filled Amy's ass with his seed.

As they both came down from their high, Niall gently pulled out of Amy's, collapsing beside her on the bed. They lay there, panting and spent, their bodies glistening with sweat.

“Holy” Amy started

“I know” Niall said, just as shocked as he processed the events.

Finally after cleaning up ,they fell In a comfortable slumber, wrapped in each others arms.

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inmyblueparadise · 1 year

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could u do a part two of the story ab the never have i ever and the mile high club thing and the aftermath of the show where the guys are all interrogating y/n and upset. if not that’s ok :) thankss luv

Hi lovie ! I didn't plan on doing a second part, so I hope you like it ! Sorry it's a bit short :) xx

You knew the second you heard that you were playing Never I Have Ever on TV, that you would get in trouble somehow.

And right you were !

It started the second you set foot in the dressing room. You sat on your makeup chair to get a little touch-up before leaving the building, knowing that fans and paparazzi were waiting for you.

So Angel, want to talk about the bombshell you dropped on us on tv ?

Honesty Louis ? Not really

I thought we were family, why didn't you tell us ?

And as much as you loved your boys, this comment pissed you off a bit.

Since when am I required to tell you every little detail of my sex life ? Because I don't remember asking you guys how it went every time I heard you fucking on the tour bus ? Or when you left early with your girlfriends ? Or even when you left a party with a random girl !

Common' Angel it's not...

It's not what ? The same ? Really Harry ? All of you want to talk about honesty ? I didn't know you were seeing Taylor, H ! I had to hear from it on Twitter !

Babe...

No ! I love you guys, really, I couldn't imagine my life without you, you literally are a part of me, but I'm not comfortable talking about this part. You know most of my life, hell, I told Niall about my first time ! But this story, has fun as you think it could be, I was not comfortable with it at the time. It was awkward and lonely and I felt used, so sorry if I didn't want my brothers to look at me with pity ! Exactly like you are doing right now !

Oh Y/N ! We would never judge you or make fun of you babe, you just took us by surprise that's all..

But Harry didn't have the chance to finish before the door slammed open. And you knew that you were going to get yelled at from the look your manager was giving you.

WHAT. THE. FUCK. WERE YOU THINKING Y/N ?

You could only look at him, narrowing your eyes, waiting for him to continue. You felt the boys tense behind you.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE REPERCUSSIONS ARE GOING TO BE ? YOU'VE JUST FUCKED UP EVERYTHING !

But it was too late, you were done being the good girl they wanted you to be, you were 19 for christ's sake !

I fucked up everything ? How about you take a step back and think for a second? You want us to sing about sex, but not talk about it ? Do you really think people hear us sing about sex, late nights, and wanting someone, and they think 'oh yeah those guys are virgins' I mean come on ! Should I do your fucking job and list the songs for you ? Rock Me ? Temporary Fix ? No Control ? Should I go on ?

It's not the point Y/N..

You felt Liam and Harry back you up, ready to help but you held your hand. You were done being treated this way by men who only see you as a cash cow.

Is it not ? You have no problems with letting the media say Harry is a womanizer, of having the boys take their shirts off or even having me in a bikini, but having me talking about sex is where you draw the line ? Tell me, I think there is a world for this ?

I'll help you out Angel, that's called sexism

Oh thank you Niall, that's it. It's sexist ! You throw me to the wolf, have me in PR's relationship, on a magazine cover barely covered, but me being truthful in an interview is not ok ? I'm not a toy you can play with, I'm a person, I'm a woman and I'm done being treated like a child.

You could hear a pin drop in the room. It was the first time you had stood up to the management for yourself, sure you had yelled at them a few times about how they treated the boys, but never you. And finally, at 19, you were taking the power. And god it felt good ! That's when you heard it. Someone clapping behind you. All your boys were looking at you, eyes shining with pride.

You had discovered yourself that day. Has the boys said, the baby grew up.

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