Harry didn't know what he was doing.

He didn't know why he was standing in front of Niall's place.

He didn't know why he was knocking on the door.

He didn't know why he was doing any of it.

He just needed to hear Niall say it.

He just wanted Niall to tell him that he didn't love him anymore.

That's all Harry wanted.

Well for the most part anyways.

Harry also wanted Niall to say that he was wrong... He wanted him to tell him that it wasn't over... that it was all going to be okay.

That they could be together again...

So that's why when Niall opened the door to his place, Harry did the one thing he had wanted to do since they broke up.

He kissed Niall as hard as he could, earning a surprised gasp from Niall. Niall's not really sure what the hell is going on, he was seriously just opening the door and next think he knew he was pretty much pinned up against it. Normally Niall would be freaking out, but the feeling of Harry's skin on his was more than enough to make him feel whole again.

It had been too long...

"What are you doing here?" Niall pants out after Harry finally pulls away, trying to ignore the fact that Harry's hands were tracing Niall's skin, trying to get the older boy's shirt off but he wasn't having much success.

"I need to hear you say it." Harry whispers, kissing Niall's neck... He wanted Niall...

He needed Niall.

"Hear what?" Niall gasps out when Harry shoves him against a wall, his back aching a little at the sudden force of it all. His head was a clouded mess, he couldn't think straight... all that was running through his head was Harry's name...

"Tell me you don't love me." Harry is looking Niall dead in the eyes when he says this. He needed Niall to say it... but he doesn't. Instead he takes Harry's face in his hands, pressing his lips against Harry's roughly. Harry isn't really sure what he's doing anymore and for once in his life he actually does what his heart is telling him to, versus what his brain was screaming at him. He finally gets Niall's shirt of his head, tossing it carelessly to the side before connecting his lips with Niall's again.

He just can't get enough of them.

Somehow the two boys find themselves in Niall's room, their clothes scattered across it and their bodies moving in sync as Harry gets Niall ready for what's about to happen. Niall's body felt like it was on fire and the older boy was just begging for Harry's touch.

He needed it...

He wanted Harry.

Harry's hovering over Niall, his lips trailing over almost every inch of the older boy's skin. He always loved how smooth and creamy Niall's skin was... How soft it was underneath his touch... how easily it marked up, allowing everyone to chance to know that Niall was always his.

Niall was always going to be Harry's.

Niall is starting to grow impatient, the need to have Harry inside him now almost overwhelming. It had been too long...

"Are you going to f uck me or not?" Niall pants out, short of breath as he looks at Harry.

"Is that what you want?" Harry asks, arching his eyebrows as he looks at Niall.

"No, I'm just laying here with a massive hard on and with you between my legs just for the hell of it. Dammit Harry, why are you such a f ucking tease?" Niall huffs, really starting to grow impatient with Harry.

"Would you prefer me to just f uck you dry then?" Harry whispers into Niall's ear, making Niall instantly stiffen at the mere thought of it...

"F uck you." Niall whispers, really not liking the fact that Harry always made him feel like this... Like he was just some little whore... But for Harry he could be a whore.

He didn't mind.

"That's what I'm trying to do baby." Harry chuckles, already reach for the bottle of lube that he knew Niall had in his nightstand drawer. He was quick in prepping Niall, growing impatient himself. He wasn't really sure how long it had been since he had Niall this close. Niall's mouth formed a perfect O when Harry finally entered him, the older's head spinning at the sensation of having Harry inside of him.

Niall's fingers scratched at Harry's back, leaving red angry marks that probably would take a few weeks to heal. Harry didn't even feel the pain from that, the feeling of Niall around him far more overpowering. He moves slowly at first, taking his time so that he could enjoy every second of having Niall this close again. Eventually though it wasn't enough, and he picked up the pace... pulling completely out of Niall before slamming back into him. It doesn't take long for either of the boys to climax, Niall coming first with a shout of Harry's name. Harry came after that, Niall's climax being what finally pushed him over the edge. Harry pulled out after a minute, collapsing onto the bed next to Niall who was still trying to catch his breath.

Neither of them said anything, mainly due to the fact that they didn't want to face what just happened... So they just lay there, hearts racing and breathing labored.

There was no facing the consequences in that moment...

and they were okay with that.

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well...

that happened.

I don't know how it happened... I mean honestly I was just going to do an angsty Narry fight and next thing I know they're like doing it....

Damn Connie....

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