#i was sooo out on the couch like conscious enough to be trying to skip to another song but tuckered enough to not realize id specifically

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"So! That was, um, interesting."

Ai cleared her throat as they walked along the bustling streets. By now, it was later in the afternoon and the crowd was different; most of the people out and about either had business there, or they were NEETs who had nothing better to do with their time than wander around. "I'm sure. Sorry about dragging you in there, I just… I had been thinking about Crossroads since last night."

"Last night?"

"Yeah. When you said you would come with."

"Oh," she laughed. "Well, I mean, hey, if Lala-san is important to you, then that's fine! Though I'm still… I guess a little confused about a couple of things."

"Like what?"

What a would-be innocent question. Problem was, Rise could hear the anxiety threading through Ebihara's voice as clear as day. Even though she wasn't sure why, she had this notion that Ai wanted to open up to her even more than she already had, but was afraid of how she would react. She was too finely attuned to these things now to miss simple emotions.

"Oh… like… nothing." She linked arms with her and smiled brightly, skipping a couple of steps. Ai was dragged along with a slight grunt of surprise.

"Hey!" They both laughed a little. "No, but really, you can ask."

"It's okay! I just wondered where you knew her from." Then she smirked. "Probably helped you with dieting or whatever, before you moved to Inaba."

Ai's smile was a little pained. "Yeah. Or whatever."

"Sooo what's next? The whole day is ours! You wanna hit a pachinko parlour or something super skeevy? Oh — or a host club! I mean, all they do is shake you down for money in exchange for smiles from cute boys, but…"

Ai thought for a moment, then shook her head. "No, I… l-let's go to a karaoke bar. Host clubs are gross, I'm not into it."

"Totally with you on that," Rise agreed easily. "But it's whatever you want to do." In the back of her mind, she was still a little worried about the reason they were ditching in the first place… but she wanted to give Ai time to open up on her own. Badgering her with questions only sounded like the quickest route to get her to clam up.

They quickly found a suitable karaoke establishment that didn't look like a front for an underground drug ring or anything. Ai insisted on paying, so Rise said she would get their snacks. An acceptable compromise. They were soon set up in a little two-to-four-person room, taking a load off after walking around so much.

"Oooh, I could melt into this couch," Rise sighed blissfully as she kicked off her shoes, letting her head tip back and her eyes close for a moment.

"Yeah, for sure. Now I'm going first. When you take your turn, you're going to blow me out of the water with your professional level ability, so I can at least enjoy one song."

She frowned, sitting up to look over at her. "You think I would gloat about that? No way!"

"Not gloat," Ai chuckled softly, favouring her with a brief smile. "But… I've always been a little self-conscious about my voice. Even now that it's better."

"Better… than what?"

"Oh — here's a good one." She had been looking through the catalog of songs and was now inputting the selection into the screen. Some of the more modern places had touchscreen menus that you could just scroll through, but this place seemed a little old school.

What else would she pick but another old song? Though of course Rise had no idea who Momoko Kikuchi was, the name sounded very vaguely familiar… as did the upbeat little tune that started floating out of the karaoke speakers. She sank back into the couch, crossing her legs primly to listen with rapt attention.

"Hizashi gaaa… hitotsu yowamaru tabi niii," Ai sang in a soft voice. Rise was fascinated. Her friend's talent wasn't nearly as polished or strong as her own, but there was a hint of real power lurking under the surface. Somewhere along the way, she had stopped listening to common people singing — because she was surrounded by professionals. So much more gratifying as a reprieve from constant perfection.

And the longer Ai sang, the better. Confidence made her voice gradually grow stronger until she hit the final chorus, her repetition of the titular lyrics "MOU AENAI KAMO SHIRENAI" practically shaking the rafters. Rise was reasonably sure it wasn't supposed to be belted out like that, given the accompaniment, but it still made for a fantastic performance.

"WHOOOOOO!" Rise cheered loudly as she clapped, and Ebihara blushed and tried to hide the microphone behind her back, as if that would absolve her of all culpability for whatever crime she thought she was guilty of. "Encore!"

"Psh. You're just saying that because you don't want to hurt my feelings."

"Screw your feelings! That was amazing! Really, you need some practice but everybody needs practice. I think you could join a girl group; I mean, you're already super hot."

That definitely didn't make her blush go away. "Sh-shut up! Idle flattery is so lame!"

"And you're adorable!" When Ai sat down stubbornly and began to rummage around in her bag, she pouted. "Aww, come on, is it really that bad? Now you want to leave?"

"Not leave. I just… wanna take the edge off if I'm- yeah, there."

Rise felt her eyes go round when she pulled out a six-pack of beer. A full-blown six-pack! "Uhhhhh… what's, um, what's that for? How did you even fit that in there?!"

"For forgetting my bullshit problems," she grunted as she cracked one open, passing it to Rise. "And you too, girl. Forgetting my bullshit problems, I mean; I think I pretty much am your bullshit problem."

"But…" How could she be more diplomatic about this? "You really strike me as more of a wine spritzer kind of girl. Or something with melon!"

Ai waved a hand from side to side. "Yes, but my father didn't have that stashed in the fridge. And a bottle of wine would be too difficult to smuggle out! Now, are you going to get crazy with me or not?"

"Um, no," Rise told her flatly, passing the can back. "I'm not going to tattle on you, either, but I'm not… let's just say I had an unfortunate experience when I wasn't even really drunk, and I think that's probably enough. So I'll pass. Thanks, though."

"Ohhhhh, that sounds like a story," she chuckled as she tipped her beer up. At least she hadn't insisted.

                                                      ~ o ~

As their afternoon slowly approached evening, the two girls had a fantastic time in the karaoke. Rise did tell her the story, and she laughed aloud at how sloppily she had hit on Narukami while under the influence of what she thought was alcohol. Entirely psychosomatic. Then they moved on to swapping a few stories about him, waxed a little poetic about what a good friend he had been to everyone. Promised each other they would try to be just as close.

And little by little, Ebihara got freer and less inhibited. Rise was never that uncomfortable because she wasn't crossing any lines — not really. But those reservations that usually kept her from touching her for too terribly long fell away under the influence of alcohol, and she started patting her leg or hugging her randomly, grabbing her hands and spinning her around in a circle as she laughed and laughed. This was well worth the price of admission.

"So that's all it was?"

Ai nodded as she hung up the landline receiver on the wall. The front desk had just interrupted to ask if they wanted to extend their time another hour, and she had answered in the affirmative before returning to the previous topic. "That's all, yeah."

"That's not even that bad," Rise giggled as she took a hesitant sip. Beer was horrible, though she found it oddly satisfying. Still, that was plenty and she didn't want to imbibe further until she was drunk like Ai was quickly becoming. "I thought you might have been really into Erica's nail polish or something. Besides, all you did was put your foot on the table the same way she did — and because you're proud of how dainty they are now!"

"It was lame," she sighed as she plonked onto the couch next to her friend, clearly not intending to take the next turn at the microphone. "I was lame. They were just trying to hang out together and I inserted myself into their conversation. I'm really annoying."

"No, you're not," Rise scoffed with a small smile as she reached over to pat her friend's shoulder.

"I am! My own mother didn't even want to…" She trailed off, as if she didn't mean to say the first part of that and certainly didn't want to follow it up.

"What? C'mon, you know you can tell me anything."

"She… didn't want to talk to me. She just had some information she wanted to pass to my father, about some shitty bill. And she couldn't get him on his phone, so…"

"Oh. Well… at least you got to talk to her, right? Better than nothing."

"Not really. Like, we didn't have much to talk about. She wasn't interested in my life, wasn't interested in my new best friend." Rise couldn't help smiling slightly, despite the gravity of their current conversation. "I'm just not interesting to her or whatever. So fuck her. If she doesn't want a daughter, then I don't want a mom."

"Right! Geez, no wonder you've been in a mood for a few days." She could definitely relate to that. But she didn't want to make this about herself, so she just followed up with, "Yeah, fuck her! You're an amazing girl who is going to be an amazing woman, and if she can't even take time to talk to you? Then who cares? You just live your best life."

Ai turned to smile at her. The way her eyes were glistening with unshed tears made Rise's heart leap into her throat, but she tried to ignore that. They were going to have to get used to doing so. "Thank you. I'm not sure I think you're right, but thank you anyway."

"No, I am. I'm right about a lot of things." She nodded her head emphatically as if somehow that would prove it, and Ai chuckled. "Now, whose turn is it? I'm losing track."

"Wait. Um…" Now she looked a lot more anxious. Why? Hadn't they just cheered her up, decided to forget about her mother being horrible and focus on having an amazing skip day?

"Ebi-chan?"

"No… I'm gonna do it." Then she shotgunned the rest of her second beer, slamming the can down on the table a little too roughly. "You got this."

Rise didn't need to be told she was talking to herself this time. So she just reached down to grab her friend's hand, squeezing tightly in reassurance. "Hey, listen. Whatever this is, you and I can work it out. Are you still feeling weird about the kissing?"

"Y-yeah."

"Then, um… I know! We could find one of those host clubs and kiss some boys. Would that help? Like, if your most recent kiss wasn't from me…"

"No… I… I wanna tell y… you that-"

Suddenly, she stopped talking. Rise gave her a few seconds before she leaned in to whisper, "What? What is it?"

Instead of answering with words, Ai covered her mouth, held up a finger, and bolted for the door. No need to ask what that was about.

"Told her to slow down with the beer," Rise sighed as she whipped out her phone. To her surprise, she actually had a few messages; this was her third phone number, because the first two got found out by fans and she couldn't sort through all the spam to find actual messages from people she knew. But so far, so good with the current number.

YUKIKO: Kanji mentioned you weren't in class today. Is everything all right?

Leave it to the junior innkeeper to make sure she was taken care of. Smiling, she leaned back to relax against the couch until her friend was done voiding her stomach as she texted back.

RISE: Oh sorry about that it's all good~

YUKIKO: Oh okay. Thank you!

RISE: You want to ask what's going on but are too nervous

RISE: Riiiiiight? ;D

YUKIKO: NO!

YUKIKO: …Yes.

RISE: Hahahaha

RISE: I'm in Shinjuku with Ebi-chan

YUKIKO: WHAT?! Why?

So she told her the whole thing, as briefly as she could. While waiting for a response, she grabbed the key and ran down the hall to the restroom to ask Ai if she was alright — and only received a groan and some muttered words she couldn't understand, so she winced and headed back.

YUKIKO: I have to admit I am a little confused. How does Ebihara-san know those people?

RISE: Yeah she's being a little cagey

RISE: Maybe it's none of my business

YUKIKO: Maybe. But you are her friend

YUKIKO: Oh, Chie has an idea

RISE: CHIE does? What are you two doing?

YUKIKO: Nothing! Just hanging out

RISE: Mmmmhmmmmm YUKIKO: Really.

YUKIKO: Anyway, Chie wanted to know if that strong looking woman bartender was actually a man?

RISE: Oh… you mean in drag?

RISE: Wow I didn't think about that

RISE: Maybe but why?

YUKIKO: Hey it's Chie

RISE: You have a phone lmao

YUKIKO: SHUT UP this is easier

YUKIKO: Anyway like it really sounds to me like you were in a gay bar

YUKIKO: It's Shinjuku right?

RISE: Hey not everything in Shinjuku is about sex and gays!

RISE: But… you might have a point

RISE: But hey so what? You saying Ai has been a lesbian the whole time?

YUKIKO: Oh no no way

YUKIKO: Well maybe?

YUKIKO: Yuka told me about you making out and then feeling awkward

RISE: HEY that was a secret!

RISE: Wait did you just call her Yuka?

YUKIKO: Uhhhhhhhhhh gotta go

YUKIKO: It's me again, I am so sorry for telling Chie. She's my best friend and I didn't realise it was a secret

RISE: Oh it's okay really

RISE: I guess I just wanna figure out what she OH SHIT she's coming gotta go

YUKIKO IS TYPING…

But she would never find out what she typed. At least, not for a while. The banging on the door made her hop up immediately and open it.

"Oooh… I feel… like ass… I didn't want to… do this today!"

"Wash your mouth out!" Rise helped her grab her lemon soda, and she swished and spat into the wastebasket before taking a real drink. "Wow… hey, I mean I did tell you so, but I'm really sorry you're sick."

"It's… fine. I'm fine." Clearing her throat, she wiped at her mouth with her napkin, then her face crumpled. "I ruined my makeup… I look like a wreck!"

She reached up to run her hand over her friend's hair. "What? No, hey… come on, it's okay! I've got plenty in my bag, we can touch it up before you-"

"I was about to… tell you something really important. But now I just wanna sleep. Or kiss you. Or both."

"What?" Rise's eyes shot wide. "Oh. Well, um… I th-thought we were trying not to let those vibes take over, right? So… so I'm just gonna forget you said that. No big deal!"

Ai threw her arms wide, practically whacking Rise in the face. "IT IS! It's a big deal! You have no idea!"

"Then explain it to me," she urged her with a furrow in her brow. "Like, you know I wanna help my friend, but I can't do that with my hands tied and my eyes blindfolded."

"Fine. Here it is." And of course, she took another swig of beer, because that was going to help matters. Rise found it almost impossible to suppress the eyeroll. "You… are really fucking with my plan."

"Plan?"

"Life plan. I was going to… well, maybe I didn't have a good one, but I was going to finish myself and become a whole woman instead of half a woman, and find a rich guy and settle down, maybe just be a trophy wife. Narukami if I could tie him down. And now it's all shot to hell!"

"Whoa, whoa, you're losing me! You can still do all of those things! And what do you mean, you're only half a woman? You're eighteen now! Right?"

But Ai was already shaking her head, tears running down her cheeks. "I don't know… I should have asked Erica… but I've been trying so hard to just pretend, I didn't want to admit it. So I couldn't ask her! And now she's probably flying back to the States!"

"Ask her about what?! Ebi-chan, you're not making any s-"

This was the most unexpected kiss of them all. Not that Rise had expected any of the kisses, but the way Ai pounced on her, pressing her down into the couch cushions as she went for it with all the gusto she could manage… that was new. For the first few seconds, she tried to scream into her friend's mouth, pounded her fists against her sides and shoulders…

And then she just wasn't trying to resist at all. As always, the kisses from her new best friend felt more like kisses from a lover, and it didn't take long for her fists to come to a rest, and then for them to unfurl into hands pulling her closer. God could threaten to strike her dead if she didn't deny that this was the most amazing thing she had ever felt and she would have to wind up dead. She couldn't even lie to herself or to anyone else about it anymore.

Insane as it was, Ai Ebihara had overtaken Yu's spot as the one directly in the center of her heart.

When they finally broke apart, Rise was staring up into her best friend's eyes, knowing she must have looked like a deer in the headlights. Because even if she wasn't scared of her, she was still scared — of this entire situation, of her own feelings, of what this could mean for the course of her entire future. And her career! Was Japan really ready for a gay idol? Or bisexual, or whatever the word for her would be from now on. So many concerns were flooding her mind…

And there would be more. Instead of leaving her to ruminate, Ai's face scrunched up as if she were about to start bawling again. "See? I'm… it's all ruined!"

"H-hey, no…" Reaching up, she caressed her cheek as tenderly as she could. "Listen… you're not ruining your 'plan', it's… do you want me to leave you alone? If it's hard for you to not kiss me, I could, um, I could transfer somewhere; I have the money to rent an apartment. Or I could just… just do my studies in-"

"NO. Inaba is more your home than mine. You stay. And… I won't go, either, because it won't change anything. I just…" Fresh tears slipped down the sides of her flawless face, dripping from her chin. "I have to face the music. I'm a fraud."

That was it. So eventually, Rise had no choice but to prompt her, "What? I mean, you're not, but… what do you think you're a fraud about? Being a friend when we're kissing?" Ai shook her head. "Then what?"

"Me liking you isn't the problem. It's who I am. If I like girls, then clearly… I was just… delusional that I could really be…"

Finally, Rise sat up, forcing Ai back onto her own legs. She leaned in very close, pressing her hands onto either side of her neck. "Tell me. And whatever it is, we'll figure it out! I'm not going anywhere."

"You might." Ebihara took a deep breath, eyes turning to stare at the door listlessly. As if she wanted to disappear. "Thing is… I'm nothing but a liar. I've been lying about everything since I came to Inaba — to everyone around me, and to myself. When I met Erica, I really felt like maybe I wasn't, that it might be fine! But the more I like you, the more it must mean… I'm just crazy. I'm just a crazy, stupid, psycho who thought he could be something he's not!"

"No, you're not!" Rise whispered — and though something in that sentence sounded a little off, she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Not yet.

"I AM. Because I'm a goddamn boy who lied to himself that he's a girl, and now I'm in love with an idol and I've ruined my whole life! What the hell am I supposed to DO?!"

                                                      To Be Continued…

[horansqueen]

AM Conversations : chapter 23

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4.8k. -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

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- a bit longer and i do feel like its awk but thats how its meant to be. i mean the first part with Harry is supposed to be awk a bit and the second part is supposed to be slightly heartbreaking.

- thanks for being patient btw! i work a lot these days and will work even more in the next few weeks (until halloween) so i may not update as often as i’d like. :(

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Chapter 23 : Her chapter

OLIVIA

Harry drove me home in silence after I gave him my address. I thought he'd propose to go to his place but I remembered that Harry was used to move around and that he was sleeping on people's couches for a while a few years ago. It made me even more curious about him and I realized that Harry was a complex person and that he was special. It made me want to get to know him better.

When we got to my place, he parked and I unbuckled my seat belt before turning to look at him.

"I don't want to talk about it." I just let out low enough to be sure my voice wouldn't be shaking.

He turned his head my way and sent me a fond smile. I held my breath as his eyes roamed on my face and back in my eyes.

"I know."

His voice was soft, understanding, almost resigned. I reached for his hand on his thigh and squeezed his fingers. I was mad at Niall, hurt by his lie, and I wanted to think about something else, spend time with someone else.

"Do you... want to come in?" I asked, shrugging only one shoulder. "Spend the night, maybe?"

He looked surprised and then a bit taken aback but he finally raised his eyebrows at me, holding my hand tighter. His fingers were warm and I couldn't help but realize what I had just proposed but the truth was, I wanted it. I couldn't pretend it wasn't to take my mind off Niall but I didn't do it to spite him.

"Are you sure that it's what you want?" he breathed gently, bending down closer to me.

My eyes dropped to his lips as mine parted.

"Fuck yes I am." I whispered back, making him smirk and then chuckle. "I've been ready for a while."

The few times something sexual had happened between Harry and I, it was incredible. I couldn't lie, those orgasms were amazing and needed, and even when he was the one getting pleasure, I was getting something out of it. The satisfaction to know I was the one making him feel like that was almost as good as the orgasms he gave me.

"I'm pretty sure it's my turn to pay you back." I added as my lips curled.

He kept silent for a few seconds, a smile still on his lips, and I tilted my head, waiting for his reaction.

"Not tonight. Maybe next time." he pointed out, making my heart skip a beat. "Tonight I just..."

He brought two of his fingers on one of my shoulders and let them slide down on the front of my shirt, between my breasts, as his eyes dropped.

"Tonight I just want to feel myself inside you." he continued, looking up to stare in my eyes. "Only if you want to."

He took his fingers back and I suddenly realized I had stopped breathing. My whole body started throbbing and I just swallowed hard, licking my lips. I couldn't hide that I was nervous but I was even more excited and that feeling clearly won over the other. He had seen me naked already, which was probably what I had feared the most, and I couldn't hide that it still scared me. I tried to tell myself that if he hadn't liked what he had seen before, he wouldn't ask for more, right?

"You know I do."

We smiled at each other and he finally followed me inside. I was a bit ashamed of where I lived since I knew what kind of house Harry had while I lived in a 5 rooms apartment but when I opened the door, the familiar scent reached my nose and I sighed low. I didn't know if it was relief or well-being but either way, it felt good to be back. I hadn't stepped foot in my place for months and although I enjoyed spending time at Niall's, all my stuff was here and it made it my special place.

I let my purse fall next to the couch and turned around swiftly to face Harry. I didn't dare turning the lights on but I could see his face perfectly with the lights from outside.

"I had a good time, it was a nice date." I pointed out in a whisper as his hands reached for my waist.

I ran my tongue on my bottom lip before biting it gently. He took an other step closer and I could feel the warmth from his body emanating against mine as my whole body started throbbing again. I brought my hands to the bottom of my shirt but he shook his head slowly.

"No, please, let me."

I gave in and nodded, moving my arms up as he grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head. His hands reached to my skirt and he pulled on it as I stood in front of him, motionless. It took me a few seconds but I finally stepped out of my skirt, moving back and extending my hand to him. I was only in my underwear in front of him while he was still completely dressed but he reached for the back of his shirt to take it off, letting it fall next to mine on the floor. He took my hand and I walked back until my room. I knew this apartment by heart and I didn't hit anything even if i was walking backwards and in the dark. My room was even darker but I blinked a few times, trying to get used to the darkness. I searched for Harry's pants, fumbling to find his zipper with one hand as the other pressed against his cock.

I never thought I'd be surprised by a guy's dick but I had to admit that Harry's was bigger than any other man's I had been with. I knew it sounded weird but it made me even more nervous until I felt his parted lips press against mine. His fingers reached for the straps of my bra, moving them down gently. His fingertips brushed against my shoulder and it made me moan in his mouth.

"I feel like I haven't fucked in a decade." I whispered, feeling his lips curl at my words.

"Me too."

I knew that he had had opportunities and I was scared that he would be disappointed after having sex with me. Maybe he was going to regret not going out more during the tour to meet people. Maybe he was going to realize the wait wasn't worth it. I tried to push that thought away and unzipped his pants, trying to push them down quickly. One of his hands reached for mine and squeezed them gently.

"No rush, okay?"

His warm breath weirdly made me shiver as I nodded slowly. He pulled his pants down and I reached over his boxers to rub my hand gently against his cock, making him groan.

"I've been thinking about your hands on me constantly after that time in the woods."

I chuckled against his lips and closed my eyes as I pulled his boxers down. Knowing that Harry Styles had enjoyed the hand job I gave him to the point of thinking about it continuously was risible, almost absurd, but I knew he was sincere and it made my heart skip a beat.

His hand slipped in my panties and I held my breath as two of his fingers slid on my clit before slipping inside me, making me whimper despite myself. One of my hand grabbed his dick hard, pressing my fingers on it, while my other hand gripped his hair.

"I could get addicted to this." I admitted in a murmur.

I thought he'd smirk again or laugh but he only pushed his fingers deeper and I pushed on his head to kiss him more.

"Yea?" he breathed in-between kisses. "I hope you do."

Slowly, he took his hand away and bent down, bringing my panties with him. When he moved up again, his hands ran against my legs and up my waist and arms until he cupped my face. As I always do when I stand naked in front of someone, I started getting self-conscious but Harry just kissed me, brushing his lips on my jaw and down my neck.

"I love your body."

My first thought was that he was lying but when his arms slithered around me, I tried to only focus on the way his fingers unclasped my bra. It fell between us on the floor and both his hands reached for my breasts. His thumbs rubbed against my nipples and I felt them get hard suddenly at his touch.

"You wanna lay down?"

It took me half a second and I was laying on the bed, watching him pull his boxers all the way down. He moved locks of his hair behind his ears and I realized how gorgeous he was, standing naked in front of me, only illuminated by the lights from the street. I was excited, horny, and I wanted him, but I couldn't help but feel like something was not right, like I didn't belong here with him. I didn't want to think about Niall at this specific moment but I did and I had to swallow hard to make sure I wouldn't tear up.

As if on cue, I heard the sound of my cellphone coming from the living room, in my purse, and I knew it was Niall. Ironically, the ringtone I had picked for him was a mix of different parts of One Direction songs that he had solos and when Harry moved on top of me, I could hear Niall's voice sing the first part of 'Olivia'. I tried not to think about it but I heard it all and held my breath, unable to focus on Harry's touch.

"Remember the day we were giving up When you told me I didn't give you enough And all of your friends were saying I'd be leaving you She's lying in bed with my t-shirt on Just thinking how I went about it wrong This isn't the stain of a red wine, I'm bleeding love

Please believe me, don't you see The things you mean to me? Oh I love you, I love you I love, I love, I love Olivia."

My phone stopped ringing immediately after and I tried to remember if Niall was aware of my ringtone or not. He couldn't have done that on purpose, right?

"Liv, are you okay?"

I got out of my thoughts and my eyes roamed on Harry's face close to mine. I moved my knees up and my heart skipped a beat when I felt his now hard cock press between my legs.

"Please Harry, fuck me."

I knew it was wrong to ask him that right after thinking about my best friend but I couldn't help myself. I wanted Harry, there was no doubt about it, but if he could take my mind off of Niall for a while and fuck my pain away, it was simply a bonus.

"I thought you'd want.."

"No." I answered gently, shaking my head. "Just fuck me."

I didn't want to take my time. I didn't want to go slow and I didn't want to 'make love'. I wanted him inside me, I wanted a few orgasms, I wanted to hear him moan and feel his lips on my skin. He moved his hips closer to me and I spread my legs more, feeling the tip of his cock slip inside me. I dug my nails in the skin of his upper arms but his expression didn't even change. He simply moved closer again, his eyes roaming on my face as my lips parted and my eyes got bigger. It took half a minute to feel him completely inside me and the feeling was so amazing that I could feel myself throb around him.

"Oh my god." I breathed out before his lips reached mine again.

I knew I needed that but I had no idea just how bad until that moment. I loved how he seemed in total control of everything and he started moving in and out of me so slowly I started shaking beneath him. I squirmed a bit, trying to feel him deeper inside me and he finally gave in and started moving harder and quicker over me, his tongue slipping in my mouth as I moaned and panted. I knew I wouldn't last long and the way he stared at me as if he was waiting to watch me cum made me even hornier.

"Harry, i'm gonna cum."

I felt his lips reach for my neck, trailing small kisses on my skin and making a shiver cross my whole body as an orgasm reached me.

"Cum, I want to feel you."

I suddenly felt dizzy, my body quivering under his as he kept fucking me, going steadily and thrusting deep and hard inside me while still going slowly. I didn't know how he did it but I had never fucked that way before. My orgasm spread inside me and I moaned louder than intended, my eyes fluttering close. It was surprising that I came that hard, especially from the missionary, but I was not sure if it was due to my lack of orgasms recently or because of the way Harry made me feel. Either way, it was worth it and when I opened my eyes again, he was looking at me with a small smile but he had stopped moving.

We remained silent and I couldn't help but feel a bit awkward now that I came. I thought Harry would be more vocal, I thought he had a dirtier mouth, and it was surprising to find out the kind of person he was in bed. It was almost intimidating how in control he was and how much power he seemed to have both over me and himself. Last time, in the woods, he had cursed a few times and it made me wonder if he was holding everything in this time.

"I really want you to cum." I whispered, biting my bottom lip. "All over me."

He looked shock for half a second and I was happy to be able to destabilize him a bit. Without answering, he started fucking me again, this time quicker, and he moved his body up slightly, holding himself with his hands on each side of my face. I reached between us to brush a finger on my clit and breathed through my teeth at the sensation. I was still sensitive but I couldn't hide that the feeling was incredible.

"Please don't stop." I begged in a whisper, arching my back as he groaned.

Hearing him make a sound made me moan too and I rubbed my clit harder when he pulled out of me and stroked his cock hard before he reached an orgasm, his cum spurting all over my lower stomach.

"Holy fucking sh-"

I held my breath as I looked at him, his face twisting with pleasure and his eyes closed. It turned me on even more and I dipped my fingers in his cum, bringing it down to my pussy and rubbing my clit again. I closed my eyes for a few seconds and brought more of his cum between my legs and when my eyes opened again, I realized he was staring at my fingers. It made me hold my breath and I felt an other orgasm explode inside me, making me shaking and curse low, moaning his name a few times and touching myself until the feelings left my body completely.

"That was a sight." Harry let out with surprise, a chuckle leaving his lips.

I could feel my cheeks burn but just cleared my throat as he lied down next to me. After a while, we moved under the blankets and I stayed on my back, my eyes closed. I felt him move on the mattress and when I opened my eyes, I turned my head his way, realizing he was laying on his side, looking at me. His hand reached for my breasts and he ran the tip of his forefinger against my nipple, making me chuckle again.

"When did you get your nipples pierced."

"A long time ago, when I turned 18." I explained with a big smile. "Why?"

He shrugged, staring at my chest, and I licked my lips nervously.

"I don't know, I would never have guessed." he admitted. "And I didn't really have time to ask back at the lodge."

I didn't answer and he stopped touching me but moved a bit closer as I shut my eyes tight. It was not awkward anymore and although I was extremely tired, I wanted to spend some minutes to talk with him.

"It was different." I explained, opening my eyes as he sent me a frown. "Different than when we did things at the lodge. You didn't really talk or anything. You looked in control, almost indifferent."

His face changed and he sighed, bringing his hand to my cheek. I felt my heart melt at his touch but tried to hide how good the affection he was giving me made me feel.

"I was just trying to make things right." he confessed. "I wanted this to be perfect, you know. I wanted to focus on you."

I decided to keep quiet but I could feel something burn in my throat. I was convinced that sex was something that was meant to be shared with someone. I thought the point was to get pleasure but also give it. I didn't want him to focus only on me, I wanted him to feel just as good as I felt, I wanted this to be memorable for both of us.

"I'm sorry, I promise that next time-"

I didn't let him finish and crashed my lips against his. He seemed to relax and slipped his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him and deepening the kiss, this time groaning in my mouth.

"I may wake you up in the middle of the night to do it again." he whispered, making me chuckle before kissing me harder.

"You definitely should."

                                                       ---

I woke up and rolled in bed, feeling his warm skin against mine as I cuddled him. The sun was up, I saw it shine through the window and I groaned, hiding my face in his neck. He hadn't woken me up in the night to fuck again but his arm was still wrapped around me and I blinked a few times before opening my eyes. He looked so peaceful when he slept that I even held my breath to make sure I wouldn't wake him up.

As I stared at him, I started thinking about Niall and what had happened at the café the night before. I couldn't remember the last time I went to bed mad at my best friend and I started wondering if it ever happened before. I closed my eyes and swallowed, thinking it was extremely possible that Niall had done with Maya what I had done with Harry and the thought made me nauseous. I was being a hypocrite, I knew it, but all the contradictions in my head seemed to make sense, even if only for me.

Slowly, I got out of Harry's warm embrace and grabbed his shirt on the floor to put it on. I walked out of the room on my tiptoe, looking back a few times to look at him, and finally sat on my couch, bending down to grab my purse. The number of notifications i saw on my phone made me hold my breath. A few missed calls and exactly 14 text messages were waiting for me and when i realized they were all from Niall, I felt my heart twist in my chest.

'I'm sorry, please forgive me, i love you'

'You're my best friend and i don't want to lose you. I'm sorry I lied.'

'Come on Liv, I'm sorry, please answer me.'

'Don't ignore me please I hate this'

'Are you with him? Is that why you're not answering me?'

'Call me. Or come home. We really need to talk.'

I didn’t have time to read all of them and jumped slightly when I heard a voice in my back.

"It's him, isn't it? He called last night when we were..."

I turned to look at Harry who stood naked in front of me and sighed low before getting up. He looked incredible, as usual, and I tilted my head, enjoying the view for a few more seconds. Was I going to ruin what I had with him the way I was ruining what I have with Niall? By keeping them both around, was I going to lose both of them?

"Yea, he wants to talk."

Harry nodded, pushing his messy hair behind his shoulders and shrugging.

"You should go then."

I didn't know what came over me but I felt a wave of affection towards Harry and walked around the couch to throw myself in his arms. He held me close and kissed the top of my head, making me smile more. I had no idea why he was so understanding but I couldn't explain how much it meant to me.  He smelled good and when I got out of his embrace, he bent down to kiss my lips so gently that I felt my heart melt in my chest.

"Do you want me to wait for you here?" he asked in a whisper, making my eyes flutter open.

I didn't know how it would go with Niall, but I had just taken a decision. I stared at Harry,s perfect face and swallowed hard, scared of what I was going to do but knowing it had to be done. I brought my hands up to cup his face and ran my thumbs on his cheeks gently.

"Yes, please." I whispered back. "Wait for me."

"I will."

The double meaning behind this short exchange made me feel guilty and I just moved up on my tiptoes to kiss him again. I grabbed his upper lip between mine and nibbled on it softly before moving back slightly.

"I owe you, remember?" I breathed out with a smirk. "I'm getting on my knees as soon as I'm back."

He chuckled against my lips, his eyes still closed, but didn't answer.

"Go." he just let out.

I rushed to my room to get dressed and grabbed my stuff, searching for my keys in my purse as I walked quickly to my car. The ride seemed long even if it technically was not and when I rang the doorbell, it felt extremely awkward. When was the last time I had been away from Niall for so long? It was clearly before tour and it seemed like forever ago.

The door open slowly and I noticed how sad he looked. Was it my fault? As soon as his eyes met mine they got bigger and I could read hope all over his face.

"Liv, hey, i'm so sorry for all the text messages."

I kept silent and licked my lips but he just stared at me, putting his hands in his pockets quickly as his eyes roamed on my face. How can you miss someone so much after only a few hours apart? It was pathetic.  He breathed in and finally sighed in a relieved way before moving on the side to let me in. I took a step in and walked to the living room, sitting on his couch and looking in front of me. This is where we had danced only a few days ago, and on that day, I could swear something was happening between us.

I got out of my thoughts when Niall sat next to me and I turned to him raising my eyebrows. For some reason, I felt like he was the one who should say something and I waited.

"I'm sorry. I swear I didn't want to lie to you, I just didn't want to talk about it."

"That hurts, Niall. You never lied to me before." I pointed out. "I mean, not that I know of."

"I haven't! Jesus Christ, I wish I had told you that Maya and I..."

I glanced behind him as if I was expecting Maya to appear wearing only his shirt or something like that. That simple thought made me swallow hard.

"I'm sorry." he shook his head and rubbed his eyes and all I wanted to do was tell him he was forgiven and hug him but I just remained motionless.

How could I admit to Niall that the reason I was so mad was that all this time, I had been hurt by a lie. Knowing that he had had sex with Maya had been something that had haunted me and made me cry at night and now, I was finding out that it never happened and that I had been hurt by something that was not real. It was mostly my fault, not his, but I couldn't tell him that without admitting to him that I had feelings for him.

"Look, Niall, I need a break."

His face twisted into a shocked expression and he shook his head, moving his upper body back a bit. His lips parted and all I could think about was how bad I wanted to straddle him and kiss him, how bad I wanted him to whisper my name, how bad I wanted him to beg me to stay.

"A break of what? Why?"

"Us, Niall. A break of this intense and abnormal friendship." I explained more, hoping my voice wouldn't crack.

His face changed and I could swear I saw fear in his eyes. His hands reached for mine and I swallowed again, trying not to answer his gesture when he squeezed my fingers.

"Our friendship is not abnormal, it's special and unique alright, but we're not doing anything wrong. We're friends I mean, we've always been best friends. I don't want things to change."

I didn't want things to change either but I didn't tell him. I just licked my lips and shook my head.

"Is it me you want in your life, or is it just that you're so used to have me around that it would be weird if I wasn't there anymore?"

He frowned, clearly offended by my words, and moved his face closer to me. I felt myself tear up as I tried to memorize every tiny detail of his face. He was beautiful and the sight made butterflies hit the inside of my stomach. It was impossible for anyone else to be so handsome but Niall was there, right in front of me, and everything inside me was telling me to kiss him and tell him how much I loved him.

"It's you. Just you, Olivia."

The way my name sounded in his mouth was incredible and I suddenly felt dizzy.

"I would like to make sure of that. Perhaps a few weeks apart will help us see things more clearly."

"Weeks?"

I got up quickly, knowing I had to leave as quick as I could or I would change my mind. I didn't want to be away from Niall but I knew I had to. I also knew I would miss him more than humanly possible but It had to be done. I grabbed my purse again and turned around, walking back to his front door until I felt his warm hand on my arm, turning me around and pulling me close to him. This time, I didn't resist and wrapped my arms around his chest, pressing my cheek on his shirt and inhaling his scent like it was the very last time.

"Please, don't do that. I'm gonna miss you so fucking much."

I held my tears in and finally took a step back, sending him a sad smile.

"I'll call you."

I almost ran out and hopped in my car but it's only when I drove back in his driveway that I noticed he had ran out of his house too and was yelling my name. I ignored him and drove away, looking at him in my rear view mirror as he was standing motionless in the middle of the street. At that exact moment, the realization of what I had just done hit me and I started crying, letting out a few sobs despite myself.

I had no idea if I did the right thing anymore. I already missed him and being away from him was the last thing I wanted. Unfortunately, my love for him was getting stronger every day and I had to do something to stop it. They say 'out of sight out of mind', right? I just hoped they were right.

[chimmychanga1225]

It was 1 AM when I wrote this: A Spideypool Fanfic

Chapter 1 (?)

So this is one of my first fanfics on this site, so sorry if it’s not the best, but, regardless, I hope you enjoy. (Btw I’m not really sure if tumblr is a site for posting fanfics, but I guess we’ll see.) (also, I swear this isn’t how I usually write, but writing Deadpool into a fic is like welcoming the demolition of the fourth wall, so, yeah)

Warnings: Major fluff, some vulgar language, and some serious keyboard hijacking

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It was just your average bright cloudy day at the morgue when Peter started seeing dead people. Now you may ask yourself, is this man being portrayed by Bruce Willis, but, rest assured, this coroner was much more less bald than our DC universe older than middle aged sex fantasy, but we’ll get to that later.

No, Peter was probably one of the most brilliant minds in his field, if the field also included the requirement of building a scaled model version of the Death Star. And also a semi-decent Chewbacca impression. Geekdom aside, the guy was average, so he definitely probably didn’t deserve a red and white striped 1978 station wagon driving through the walls of his morgue.

As the dust cleared, the light revealed a half demolished wind shield with a few corpses chilling around the messed up room. The windshield wipers turned on for a moment to push away a dismembered shoulder, allowing Peter to have a better look at the driver.

Peter didn’t even have a moment to process what happened or who he had see when the originally dead man behind him jumped off the observation table, in his full naked glory, but still wearing his mask, somehow. “Jesus Christ”, Peter exclaimed tumbling to the ground.

“Close but not quite.”

“I don’t even need to be able to see to know you’re being stupid right now.”

“Lovely to see you too, Al. How’s the roomba working out for ya?”

“Are you always this much of a dick when you revive”, the lady responded. As Wade was about to respond, the previously forgotten coroner returned to their attention.

“Y-you’re supposed to be n-not alive”, Peter stuttered, making eye contact with the butt naked but ever sexy Wade W. Wilson.

“And who might you be”, Wade asked crouching down to the other man’s cowered form. “White jacket. Really awkward looking? You must be a coroner”, he said in a snobbish voice.

Peter felt himself finally come over the shock of the car crash and now finds himself having to deal with shock and trauma from the terrible movie reference. “Did you just quote Drac-“, Wade placed his hand over the other’s mouth.

“Wrong, fanfic sweet cheeks. But anyways, I gotta skiddadle”, and with that, the man, the myth, the legend merrily skipped his way to the semi-thrashed vehicle. Once reaching the driver’s side he leaned down to the barely visible woman who had been driving earlier. “Alright, short stack Sally, hand them over.”

With some grumbling and quiet curses, Blind Al digged out a wooden door stop and a metal rod along with a pair of... crocs? “Remind me to dip my hands in windex when I get home”, Al announced with disdain.

“Oh please, you know you love the after masturbation scent to them”, Wade coyly replied back. He walked over to the passenger side and opened - picked the lock to - the door. “Petal to the metal, Al. Let’s go!”

The car pulled out as quickly as it came in, showing all the damage the uncertified driver had made to the city. Even while assessing the damage, Peter couldn’t keep the man off his mind.

“Does he not want his liver back”, he asked himself mystified by how the walking talking crisis didn’t even notice.

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“Uugh”, Wade whined as he collapsed on his mysteriously stained couch. He looked over to the kitchen, disappointed to see the Blind Al didn’t have a reaction to his current crisis.

“UUUgh”, he complained slightly louder in hopes of getting her attention but still nothing.

“UUUUUuuuuuUuuuUuuuuUUUggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh”, he practically yelled.

“I’m not a dog, so why don’t you call me over instead of making some stupid ass whine”, Al said, already exhausted by the thought of the following conversation.

“You know, Al, I thought we had a real connection through that Craigslist Ad but, in all honesty, I’m feeling a little attacked right now.” Al gave a sigh of exasperation before making her way towards the overgrown child in red spandex.

“What’s wrong”, she asked, regretting the fact that his name was on the lease for their apartment.

“I can’t stop thinking about the bubble butt coroner from earlier. I left him my number but he hasn’t even texted me yet”, Wade whined looking at his heavily Hello Kitty decorated iPhone. Still nothing.

“When did you get the chance to give him your number?”

“I scratched it into my liver before I left”, Wade said casually picking at his finger nails.

“Maybe he didn’t notice.”

Wade’s persona did a complete 180, as he dropped his phone and threw off his crocs. He jumped to his suit, which was still riddled with holes and slashes from his last fight, and ran to his room. He exited an unrealistic minute later and grabbed his ammo bag.

“Don’t tell me your going to go kill him. He seemed okay”, Al said without much conviction.

“Not today, negative nelly. No, I’m going to go to him, with my unalderated feelings, raw and true, and ask him, sincerely, if he’d let me put it in his-“, Al put up a hand to stop him.

“I don’t need or want to know. Go do whatever and try not to die again. It’s getting annoying to pick you up all the time”.

“Okay, mom. I’ll hopefully return with bubble butt boy in hand or die a hero.”

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Peter’s feet dragged as he finally reached the enterance to his apartment. The day was wild from start to finish. And of course, Peter was blamed for losing a body. “Why do these things only happen to me”, he groaned placing the key into the lock.

Peter opened the door to his apartment and immediately went to the couch and collapsed, too tired to comprehend his surroundings. “This couch sucks”, Peter grumbled, making a mental note to invest in better furniture, after the million other things he has to pay off.

The couch laughed, shaking Peter slightly. “At least take me to dinner first”, the couch chuckled. Peter slowly came to, realizing that his couch was not talented enough to talk to him, or act so annoying if it did.

“I remember couches being a lot more quiet”, Peter said with a sly smile. He knew it wasn’t over between him and Bucky. Peter slid his arms around the man and hugging him tightly. “I’m sorry about before, I shouldn’t have gotten so upset. And I didn’t mean to ignore you either, it’s just that you’re always out with other people and I get worried.”

“Um”, the other began but Peter interrupted him. “Please let me get this out. I can barely manage to say it now”, Peter said, neck and cheeks burning. He was glad the other couldn’t see his face or else this would be even more embarrassing.

Peter took the man’s silence as a yes to his request. “I’m sorry for being so jealous and petty. I get now that you and Steve are just good friends and I’ll give you space if you need it. Just please don’t leave me”, Peter finished, giving the other a tighter hug at the end of it all.

“I love you too much to lose you”, Peter capped it all off. “I’ll prove it.”

The moment Peter was about to go down on him, Wade figured it was best to stop the kid before he did anything reckless. “Slow down there, hot shot. Didn’t you hear me earlier? Dinner first then the hanky panky. Or during dinner. Or pregame the dinner. I’m fine with either.”

“You”, was all Peter could exclaim, scrambling off the leather clad and unbelievably sexy hero mercenary.

“Me”, Wade said cheerfully, but, in reality, felt a lot of disappointment. Jokes aside, he really liked Bubble Butt boy. So much that he even broke into his apartment, like the suave heartbreaker he is. “I see that you’re kind of busy, so I guess I’ll be going now.”

Peter remained unmoving from his position in the couch, even as Wade began to get up. But just as soon as he left the couch, Peter reached out to grab Wade’s hand. “Stay... please.”

As much of a cold hearted killer that he was, Wade just couldn’t find it in him to say no to the boy sitting in front of him, trying his best not to cry. “Um, okay”, Wade said, miraculously not being annoying.

Wade sat back down, letting the other curl into his side. Peter let out shuddering breaths but refused to let out any tears. “Sooo.... exboyfriend problems?”

Peter laughed lightly. “You don’t even know the half of it.”

Wade frowned once more before putting on an award winning smile. “Well I know half of it can be resolved with some of Grandma Al’s macaroni cheese, going light on the cocaine, of course.”

“Cocaine? Damn your grandma was wild.”

“Oh she’s not my grandma. She’s my roomie. She is old, blind, and I’m pretty sure she is secretly in love with me.” Wade started digging through Peter’s pantry looking for anything pot like cooking thing to make the cheese heaven. “Grandma Wilson, on the other hand, was more of marijuana-macaroni type of gal. Oh Satan bless her soul, since she probably burning in hell with the rest of the Wilsons.”

Wade felt himself smile when he heard the other stifling laughs behind him. He was probably gonna get cursed by the bat shit crazy ghost of his long lost Grandma, but it was fine with him, if he got the bubble butt boy to laugh even for a moment. Speaking of bubble butt boy...

“Bubble Butt Boy, as much as I love alliteration, I need your real name to start working on our shipname.”

Peter blushed at the nickname, becoming a little more conscious of his butt than he was before. “I-I’m Peter. No, uh, Parker. Peter Parker. Like, together.”

“Of course you have an alliterating name, Jesus Christ, Stan, no one actually has names like this”, Wade yelled at the ceiling, confusing Peter further. When Wade faced the kid again, he gave him a toothy grin, which translated well through his mask. “‘Name’s Wade W. Wilson. Mercenary and certified love expert at your service.”

“Nice to meet you, mercenary and love expert Wade W. Wilson”, Peter said with a cheeky smile.

“Emphasis on the love expert. Now who’s the boy toy?”

Peter gave a sad sigh as he stood up from his spot on the couch. He glided over to Wade and gave him a small tap on the shoulder to get his attention. “The Kraft Mac and Cheese box is over here. Unfortunately, I’m fresh out of cocaine”.

There was a small pause before the younger continued. “And he wasn’t really my boy toy, but I was his.”

Wade had to bite his lips to stop himself from making a sarcastic comment and just listen. “His name is Bucky and he’s actually a really nice guy. It was kind of my fault we broke up. I mean, he was always really lax and let me do what I wanted, but I felt like he didn’t really care what I did. And when I started getting worried about him or jealous over the amount of time he was hanging out with his friends, he would always get mad.“

“I- at one point I thought he was cheating on me so I followed him out. Before he even got past a block I was caught by him and he hadn’t talk to me or even seen me since.” Peter was crying now, regretting who’s he acted and how jealous he was of Bucky’s and Steve’s relationship. “I j-just want t-to say I’m s-sorry”, he barely pushed the words through his lips before his crying took over him.

Wade walked over, Macaroni made in a nice Adventure time themed cup (which he totally wanted to steal) and led the crying boy back to the couch. “Don’t you worry your little bubble butt over him, Parker. He doesn’t deserve you affection and you don’t deserve all the stuff he put you through. And that’s my verdict.”

“But-“

“Sorry, baby boy, but it can’t be changed. Love expert, remember?” Peter laughed and rolled his eyes, which were still a little red, but mostly tear-less.

“You know, I don’t think I have ever met a love expert that was so modest”, Peter said gesturing to the Wade’s apparel. I don’t think I even got a chance to see your face...”, Peter trailed off, raising his hand toward the mask.

Just as his hand slipped under it a bit - allowing him to feel the damaged skin - Wade jerked back so much he fell off the couch. “I know I’ve made you dinner, but, Peter, you have to be delicate with me”, Wade said jokingly, but his heart was pounding and he was sweating under all the leather.

“I have to protect my innocence”, Wade said continuing with the joke, but eventually stood up from the ground and grabbed a blanket over on the other side of the room. He came back to Peter and put the blanket on him but made no move to sit back down. “I’ll check in on you later, Parker. So don’t do anything stupid”, Wade lectured and just like that he hopped out Peter’s window.

“What the fuck”, Peter exclaimed running over to the ledge, but it was too dark to see the ground. He only heard a quiet “watch your language young man” before he headed back to the couch smiling broader than ever.

[justjen523]

Human 101

Part 1 of 2

Several humorous short stories with the gods spending time with MC on Earth and encountering something that only humans have. 

Rating (M)

Warning: Sexual Content

                                                      Leon

    I was so excited that Leon had finally agreed to a date here on Earth that I couldn't decide where to take him. It would probably be best to go somewhere with fewer people seeing as he wasn't exactly fond of humans in the first place. As I wracked my brain trying to come up with something a voice close to my ear made me jump nearly out of my skin.

    "You certainly look like your thinking hard goldfish. It had better only be about how your going to please me while I'm here." There was a time I would have found everything he said to me to be offensive. Not anymore, I knew how to read between the lines.

    "Actually I was thinking of where to go for our date but you got here early so...."

    "So forget the date and lets skip to the good part." He teased as his fingers pulled up along my thighs.

    "Leon cut it out! You can't...touch me right now." My cheeks began to burn.

    "Oh-ho! Telling me what I can do was brazen enough but now you want to tell me what I can't do? Enough of this." He snapped his fingers and one by one the buttons on my blouse came undone. 'Not this again.'

    "Seriously! Quit it. I can't right now okay? Do I have to spell it out for you?" He stared at me dumbfounded.

    "And just why can't I touch my girl all of the sudden?" He looked angry but I could also see a bit of hurt in his eyes. 'Does he seriously not know about this stuff?' Sighing I decide to redirect the conversation for the time being. Approaching him I pushed him back onto my bed playfully.

    "How about I touch you instead." I teased seductively. The surprise lasted but a moment and he was back to his usual self smiling at me with that knowing grin.

    "That's more like it. I'm glad to see you come to your senses." He snickered comfortably resting both hands behind his head. It was the first time I had ever initiated something sexual between us and as excited as I was to see that desire burning in his eyes I was also slightly bitter that we couldn't go much further than that for the time being. Sensing something weighing on me he stopped me as I began to unbuckle his belt.

    "Stop." He commanded firmly but his look was gentle and full of concern.

    "Seriously, what's up? We really don't have to fuck if you don't want to." Blatant as always he offered sweetly making me more frustrated. 'He seriously thinks it's because I don't want to have sex with him...'

    "Can we-just not talk about this right now. I was really looking forward to going out with you tonight." My eyes pleading with him seemed to temporarily ease the conversation. After sighing he smiled his signature Leon grin.

    "Sure. Whatever you want goldfish." I knew this wasn't the end of our conversation but at least we could save the embarrassing part till after the date. Smiling happily I decided I would take him to this really amazing Italian restaurant that was well known for their meatballs. As we got ready to leave I asked him to hold my clutch while sliding into my heels and fastening the buckles on the side.

    "You humans sure are ridiculous carrying all your stuff with you." He teased knowing full well we had little choice seeing as unlike him we couldn't just snap our fingers and procure whatever it was we needed at that moment. As I slid the other shoe on he started peeking through my stuff inside. I guess curiosity got the better of him. It was kind of cute watching him thoroughly inspect each item trying to understand it's purpose. Lipstick, keys, wallet, a tiny barrette in case I needed to pull my hair back. Unfortunately it slipped my mind about the last item in there and as he inspected it his brows furrowed.

    "What's this?" He asked genuinely clueless. Guess I wasn't getting out of this conversation so easily after all. I started to feel self conscious worrying that he may find me disgusting after explaining it to him.

    "It's called a tampon."

    "Yeah? And what's it for?" I sighed trying to think of how to word everything.

    "Before I answer let me ask you a question. How are gods born in the heavens?" His expression shifted into one of annoyance.

    "Who cares? It's probably not that different than it is here." His tone was flat and that of disinterest.

    "What does any of that have to do with this?" He brandished the still thankfully wrapped tampon between his long fingers.

    "Sooo....do goddesses get their periods in the heavens?" I asked nonchalantly. His eyebrow arched showing there was a spark of interest now budding in him.

    "What the hell is a period?" 'Oh sweet heavens do I seriously have to have the birds and bees talk with Leon?!'

    "It's what happens once a month to a woman through childbearing years, she bleeds for about a week but then it stops and goes away." An amused grin spreads across his face as I explain things to him.

    "I've never heard of something messed up like that. In my infinite time of existence I have never known of a goddess that bleeds for a week. Where exactly do you bleed for that amount of time?" /facepalm. 'Seriously? Fuck my life this is too embarrassing!' Growing frustrated as the heat spreads from my cheeks to my ears I glare at him angrily.

    "What's with that scary face all the sudden? Did I ask you something weird?" His voice may have sounded innocent but his expression clearly showed how much he was enjoying making me uncomfortable.

    "Well? Where's your answer." He demanded still smiling. I was pretty sure my temper was about to get the best of me knowing he was purposely toying with me but I took a deep breath to center myself before answering his ridiculous question.

    "Gee Leon, where do you think? Do babies come out of a goddess' vagina like they do here?" His smiled widened chuckling to himself.

    "Pffft, how the hell should I know? Does it look like I have a vagina?" 'UGH! Seriously! You stubborn little..'

    "Why are we talking about babies all of the sudden? Or is it you want me to put one in you?" His egotistical confidence was just utterly absurd.

    "Ugggh! You just reallllllly want me to say it don't you?" I threw at him, my eyebrows knit tightly together.

    "Say what? That you want me to fuck a baby into you?" He teased further darkening the shade of red already dominating my face. Finally having had my fill of being teased I pointed at the tampon packaged in his hand.

    "You wanna know so badly? Open it." I said sternly as he continued to snicker at my frustration. He pulled the wrapper away and stared at the pink plastic in confusion. After fiddling with it a minute he figures out how it works and only grows deeply confused as the rod of cotton pushes it's way out.

    "Seriously? What the fuck is this thing?" Watching him with that expression was too cute and I accidentally giggled. He shot me an annoyed expression for not answering his question.

    "I told you, it's called a tampon. When a human woman gets her period she uses that to soak up the blood so it doesn't get everywhere." I say coolly donning a calm expression. I can tell some of what I'm saying registers but he still hasn't pieced it all together.

    "You asked me where we bleed from, well think about it. Why did I turn you down earlier when you wanted to have sex?" As he considers the question I watch as the connection is made, his eyes going wide.

    "You goldfish really are weird. I've never heard of such a thing as a woman bleeding from her vagina for a week straight. That sounds like a twisted ass punishment from one of those nut jobs in that ridiculous department." Growing tired of the subject I look at him in such a way as to let him know I have had enough of this subject for the evening.

    "So I take it that's why you turned me down earlier. You're having a period or whatever?" Still embarrassed all I can do is nod trying not to make eye contact.

    "Heh, it's fine. I can wait." Surprised at his words I stare at him in amazement.

    "You will?"

    "Pffft sure thing. A week feels like a second to a god. Plus I get to look forward to putting a baby in you when you're finished." Blushing deeply I hide my face in my hands. I still don't think he fully understands how this whole thing works.

                                                 Scorpio

    Though I knew it was the very last place he'd rather be Scorpio had decided to spend the day with me on Earth much to his discomfort. I hadn't asked him to but seeing how absolutely excited I was when he suggested it as an idea, he didn't have it in him to turn me down. He had demanded we stay at my apartment not wanting anything to do with humans especially if there was a chance of being accidentally touched by one.

    "Seriously. Human's are disgusting." He grumbled watching them as they passed by on the street below from my window. Trying not to laugh I finished the dishes before hanging my apron for the day.

    "All the preparations for dinner are finished." I smiled happily as I approached him. He gave me a quick once over before frowning.

    "You realize you are filthy right?" 'Ugh! Such a mood killer I swear.'

    "And you realize you're words are harsh right? Must you always be so critical of me?" I frowned slumping into my couch knowing full well he would lose it if I touched him before showering. They have a name for people like this on Earth but there was no way in hell I was going to tell him that! He could be impossibly frightening at times.

    "Pffft, if you wanted to be sweet talked you should have chosen Lou."

    "What? Hey you're being extra nasty today you know." I couldn't help but chastise him a bit, after all he sometimes hurt my feelings with his crude way of speaking. He glanced over at me before smirking.

    "You are filthy, but how about I give you a bath and show you just how nasty I can be." I could tell my face was bright red just by how hot it felt. He always catches me off guard when he says stuff like that. I have to admit though, it's really sexy. Deciding to play along I smile at him before nodding.

    "Okay then, shall we?" I teased seeing if he would actually go through with it and to my surprise he gestured to head toward the bathroom. I couldn't help but feel a little giddy at the thought of him actually bathing me. As we entered my tiny bathroom I felt grateful I had cleaned it the night before. Looking inside the tub Scorpio suddenly went rigid. 'Ugh....now what.'

    "I can't bathe you in this, it's-" I cut him off my anger getting the better of me.

    "Let me guess?! Filthy!" He turned and stared at me incredulously. Rolling his eyes he raised his hand getting ready to snap when I had an idea.

    "No! Don't. I've had it with your crazy obsession of cleanliness. We humans aren't THAT dirty! But since you are sooooo determined to make a spectacle of it how about you get a better understanding of what it takes to keep things clean up to your standards!" Unable to respond for once I decided to explain.

    "You forget we don't have the luxury of snapping our way to perfect cleanliness. Everything we do is with our own hands and hard work! So guess what? YOU are going to help me clean this bathroom the human way till it passes your high standards." His expression relaxed and he tried to stifle a laugh.

    "Don't you dare laugh!" I shouted at him. That apparently was all it took to break him. I wanted to be so angry but hearing Scorpio laugh? I was pretty sure hell just froze over. I couldn't help but laugh along with him.

    "Damn woman you have quite a temper." He teased causing me to narrow my eyes before responding.

    "Isn't that the pot calling the kettle black?" He smiled looking somehow impressed at my abnormal boldness today.

    "Sassing me is only going to worsen your punishment later." That naughty smile of his set me on fire inspiring an idea I would NEVER normally do but hey, go big or go home right? Giving him a seductive smile I dropped all of my clothing at my feet standing before him as naked as the day I was born. His cheeks instantly flushed and I couldn't help but giggle.

    "I thought we were going to clean the bathroom" he said gruffly trying not to look embarrassed. It was too adorable seeing him all pouty like this.

    "Oh we are! Besides, I didn't think you would dare touch me while I'm this dirty." I shot him a confident smile antagonizing him further. He opened his mouth about to say something but immediately closed it looking defeated.

    We began scrubbing the tub together shoulder to shoulder as Scorpio tried to hide his adorably pink cheeks. He hadn't said two words to me but he did everything I asked him to do as we cleaned. I'm sure his silence was partially due to the fact that I was still in my birthday suit acting as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening. This was just too much fun though I knew I was going to pay for it later. 'Worth it.'Besides he looked so damn sexy doing hard labor that I could barely keep my mind out of the gutter staring at his perfect godly form. He accidentally bumped into me due to the ridiculously small size of my bathroom bringing me out of my daydream.

    "Dammit stupid woman! Keep those thoughts to yourself..." Realizing what I was thinking about when we bumped I couldn't help but giggle as his cheeks were even darker than before.

    "Awwww, but you really would look good in nothing but my apron." I teased thoroughly savoring every moment of this.

                                                   Dui

    His eyes were wide staring at the pristine snow covered scenery in front of him. My heart warmed at his child-like surprise and I couldn't help but giggle.

    "Wow. I still can't believe you have never seen snow before." I teased though still smiling warmly. He smiled sweetly taking my hand in his and I couldn't help it that my heart started racing. Everything was so beautiful and seeing Dui's perfect features accented by his surroundings made it all seem so surreal.

    "Well technically I have seen it but only in the reflecting pools, never in person. I had no idea how much I was missing not experiencing it first hand. Thank you so much for bringing me here." My heart swelled at that perfect smile and I rested my head on his shoulder as we watched the snow softly falling all around us. I wish this moment could last forever.

    Dui kicked the snow around with his foot amused as it tumbled about. Chuckling to myself I grabbed a handful before returning it to the ground and rolling it in front of me. The snow was the perfect texture allowing me to create a huge ball in no time. Looking back Dui was just standing there eyes wide with surprise at the creation at my feet.

    "Well aren't you gonna help me?" I said playfully and he sauntered over resting his bare hand against the enormous boulder sized snowball nearly high as our waists. He quickly withdrew his hand looking at me with concern.

    "It's so cold. How can you stand touching it?" His eyes shifted to my hands and seeing that my skin had turned slightly red from it snapped his fingers. Beautiful thick warm gloves surrounded my icy hands bringing some relief almost instantly. I noticed upon looking up that he was now donning his own pair but still seemed very apprehensive of touching the snow.

    "What exactly do you plan on doing with this?" He asked curiously.

    "I wanted you to help me build a snowman." I offered but his expression suddenly changed.

    "A snow man?" He stared at me in wonder and awe. 'Huh? Is it really that strange?'

    "I had no idea you were capable of such a thing. Are all human able to do this?"

    "Y-yeah? It's really quite common actually." Watching him trying to process everything I knew something was bothering him.

    "Dui?"

    "What do you do with them once they are created?" My brows furrowed in confusion not really understanding his rather odd question.

    "Do? Nothing really. They are just fun to make and than look at." I offered matter-of-factly.

    "What happens after that?" concern still poured from his innocent face, a worried frown making him look strangely adorable somehow.

    "What do you mean? Umm...I don't know, younger kids often knock em over or they melt in the sunlight." Dui's face twists into an expression of horror and it's then that I finally realize he completely misunderstood.

    "N-No Dui! Please don't worry, they aren't actually real men or anything." I try to explain hoping that expression relaxes before someone else makes an appearance.

    "Wow, I knew you humans were sick and twisted but this is just on a whole other level." The sadistic smile on his face immediately told me I was now dealing with Shadow Dui. Thank goodness he doesn't actually want to kill me anymore. This could have ended ugly.

    "It's not like that, cut it out." I snapped harshly at him but he only smiled further in response.

    "You sure are sassy today, does this environment inspire boldness?" I knew he was teasing but it still made me edgy. Shadow Dui was a completely different person than Dui. My expression must have alerted him to my sudden discomfort.

    "Heh, do I really make you that nervous?" His grin was slightly sadistic but I knew there was genuine concern behind his words. He words may be harsh and actions bold but even shadow Dui had a fondness for me that he presented in his own way. I decided to have a little fun and see how shadow Dui responded to snow and the cold. Not making eye contact I casually picked up a handful of snow and began packing it into a ball. Meeting his gaze I gave him my best mischievous grin before striking up conversation.

    "Do you like the snow and cold Dui?" He continued smiling but he arched an eyebrow in suspicion. It was really hard to fool this version of Dui. He knew how to read everything.

    "Never mind that, I want to know what you think you're about to pull here. I hope it's something worthy of punishing you for." His smile only widened and was now tinged with sexual implications. I couldn't stifle the giggle that unexpectedly escaped my mouth as I looked at him with my best poker face.

    "Oh I see, you WANT me to punish you eh?" There was something undeniably sexy when he was aggressive like this and I secretly hoped he would take me right here and now. I would never let him know that however. Not in a million years. He walked toward me slowly closing the distance and before he could get any closer I caught him off guard, my snowball I had been crafting creating quite an impact against his broad chest. His body absorbed it like it was nothing. 'He is a god after all, he probably didn't even feel anything.' His expression said otherwise. He looked at me with surprise but his expression quickly changed into something that made my pulse quicken. I slowly started to back away with my hands in the air but he only laughed.

    "Now Dui....I-I was o-only playing okay?" I smiled pleadingly but he said nothing and continued moving toward me like a predator. I knew I was in trouble but I couldn't help pushing him further by trying to ward him off with a barrage of snowballs. He finally stopped moving and his smile faded. Looking at me with an entirely too serious expression he narrowed his eyes before sighing.

    "Well, you've left me no choice."

    *snap*

    "AHHHHHH!" the seductively smiling little sadist now standing impossibly close had took it upon himself to rid me of any clothing. The cold air was almost painful and my skin erupted into angry goosebumps. Shivering I glared at him incredulously.

    "Dui stop this! I-I'll freeze t-to death!" Pushing me down on my back in a pile of snow he laughed as my expression of panic grew to one of sheer discomfort from the icy cold on my bare skin. I couldn't even speak it was so painfully uncomfortable.

    "Don't worry, I have every intention of thoroughly warming you up." That seductive sadist snapped away his cloth barrier and quickly climbed atop me instantly bringing me comfort from his warm skin. His hot mouth made it's way up and down my neck sending an aching thrill through me as I heard his voice ridden with lust in my head.

    "I'm going to fuck you so hard we'll bring back the spring."

                                                    Ichthys

    After a long day at the beach Ikky and I practically collapsed on my couch. I hadn't done that much swimming since I was a child and the exhaustion I was feeling was a stark reminder of that. It had all been worth it just to see him smiling and having so much fun. He was absolutely adorable when he acted so carefree like that. Like an innocent child taking in the world from an untainted perspective. We had so much fun I couldn't think of a happier time in my life. I wish it could be like this forever.

    He rested his head in my lap and I lazily stroked his soft hair that smelled of ocean and sunshine. His eyes closed he smiled blissfully making his already boyish charm even more irresistible.

    "Hm? I can feel your eyes on me, are you undressing me in your mind?" Though his eyes remained closed his smile morphed into something much more mischievous.

    "Ikky you're always undressed in my mind." I teased. His eyes opening wide he gave me his best pouty face staring at me intensely.

    "Nooo fair! Are you doing that on purpose?" He complained cutely. I tried to stifle a giggle. His brows furrowed displeased at my amusement.

    "You're tooo mean! You know I have exhausted my powers for today and now you're exploiting it by trying to seduce me!" I couldn't help laughing, he was so stink'n cute like this I wanted to just eat him up!

    "Awww, my poor wittle Ikky. Whatever will you do without having your powers to make love to me?" I smiled wickedly causing him to blush fiercely and look away.

    "Cut it out! Otherwise I'm going to punish you twice as hard tomorrow once I've recharged."

    "Ahahahaha! Yeah? And in the meantime?" I teased him further this time causing him to tackle me and regain the upper hand. I was pinned firmly beneath him, his hands holding both of my wrists down yet my expression never faltered.

    "Wow, you are reallllly asking for it aren't you?!" Before I could respond he started tickling me all over causing me to writhe and scream for him to stop but of course there was no way that was going to happen. We were both laughing so hard I had tears in my eyes as he pulled my t-shirt up with his teeth exposing my tummy before moosing me. I was nearly in fits as he mercilessly tortured me before abruptly stopping. His expression was now puzzled and riddled with concern as he stared at something on my skin I couldn't see myself from this angle.

    "Ikky what is it?" I asked as a sinking feeling flooded my insides.

    "These marks? Where did they come from?" He frowned which made me even more worried. He helped pull me to my feet so I could go look for myself in the mirror.

    "You definitely didn't have those the last time I saw you naked." He added unnecessarily making me embarrassed on top of everything else. When I stood in front of the mirror lifting my shirt sure enough there were definitely marks, though nothing as bad as I had anticipated. Feeling a tad relieved I brought a small tube of cold gel and handed it to Ikky before removing my shirt and turning around. Feeling his confusion I explained further.

    "It's nothing too serious Ikky, it's just a sunburn. It will go away but it will hurt a lot less if you put that aloe in the tube on it." Though he followed my instructions as the soothing feeling of coldness met the heat radiating off my skin he was as confused as ever.

    "Sun-burn? The sun can...really burn you?"

    "Yep. We humans have to be careful when being out for long periods of time in the sun. This is just a mild burn but without proper protection we can actually get seriously injured. The only reason this is so mild is because I put on sunscreen before we left this morning. However after all the swimming we did I forgot to reapply it afterward which is probably when this happened."

    "That's...horrible. It's just like in the vampire movies where the sun melts off their flesh and they die!"

    "What on Earth have you been watching? First of all, vampires aren't real. That's just fictitious nonsense. Secondly, humans don't melt in the sun but our skin does burn so we just have to be careful, that's all."

    "You saaaaaay there is no such thing as vampires but how do you know? Have you ever met one?" I know he's teasing me but for some reason I can't ever help myself from taking the bait.

    "Ikky there is seriously no such thing as a vampire."

    "Maybe that's just what they want you to believe." He smiled in amusement though I could tell my frustration was clearly visible to him. Instead of fueling this conversation any further I notice that we had tracked sand in on the carpet. Normally Ichthys could clean it all up in a snap but he is completely drained of his powers from the day we had. 'Guess I'll just have to do it the old fashioned way.' As I retrieve the vacuum from the front closet and roll it in Ikky's eyes go wide.

    "What is that?" He asks looking kind of concerned still eyeing the contraption suspiciously. I couldn't help but smile at his reaction.

    "This is called a vacuum. It sucks up dirt and all sorts of things off the floor." The way his expression suddenly contorts I can tell Ikky's eccentric imagination has gotten the better of him. Eyebrows furrowed tightly and a face ripe with unknown tension he backs away slowly across the room and onto the armchair. I am cracking up inside as he draws his feet up far away from the floor waiting for me to do something. 'Teehee! It reminds me of a dog whose terrified of the vacuum!' While I could do the right thing and explain things in a way so he could understand that this is nothing to be afraid of, I decide instead to extract my revenge for all the pranks my trickster boyfriend has pulled on me from the beginning. Smiling wickedly I plug it in and bring it to the carpet and just before I turn it on I tell him in a frighteningly dark tone-

    "Be extra careful Ikky, though us humans have nothing to fear because we are their masters, I have no idea what will happen if you get too close to this thing." Looking horrified he climbs further up the armchair perching himself on top of the back like a cat. It takes everything I have to hold in the laughter as I turn the vacuum on and begin covering the floor. Never taking his eyes off the loud machine he grows ever rigid as I get closer to the armchair. Unable to take anymore he leaps across the living room onto the back of my couch making sure none of his limbs are anywhere near the ground.

    "STOOOOOP! Put it away! PLEASSSSSSE! NO MORE NO MORRRRRE!" Luckily I had managed to get up the sand before he had his meltdown so I took mercy on him and turned it off. I wrappped the cord back up and put the vacuum back in the closet. As I returned to the living room there was a loud round of applause giving me quite the surprise. I was dumbfounded to see all eleven of the other zodiac gods cheering and smiling at me. '.....Whaa?'

    "You just earned a favor from every god here goldfish." Leon laughed heartily. Confused I looked around at all of the gods wondering what they were all doing here in the first place.

    "I may have misjudged you human. Not even a single god here can boast of pulling such a divine prank on that mischievous fish. For that, you have earned our respect." The great Minister of the Department of Punishments stood before me congratulating me with an actual smile on his face. I was so in shock I was unable to speak.

    "Yeah. I take back what I said about you being stupid." Scorpio added smiling. 'Uhhhh......this HAS to be a dream right? RIGHT?'

    "Ummm.....did Hell just freeze over or...?" They chuckled at my response but their smiles never wavered.

    "Wait did Scorpio just-"

    "Don't read into it." His usual scowl was back. 'Phew!' Turning to Ikky still unsure of everything I suddenly felt bad. 'Was he really that scared of the vacuum?'

    "You have our thanks goldie!" Teo smiled sweetly.

    "Not you too Teo?" Ikky complained as a sadly defeated expression filled his face. 'Oh man, I definitely went over the top with this. Poor Ikky, I was only teasing him a little...' I turned and walked over toward him but he nervously flinched away from my touch. 'Ouch. I deserve that.'

    "Guess we will leave you to it, see you around!" Dui smiled sweetly, while they quickly one by one disappeared from my living room.

    "Ikky...I"

    "That was sooooo not cool. I can't believe you of all people would do something like that to me." He looked so dejected it was breaking my heart.

    "And on top of it all the other gods know so I am nevvvver going to hear the end of it." Unable to take anymore I firmly wrapped my arms around him trying to hug him as tightly as I could.

    "I'm so sorry Ikky, I really didn't mean to take it that far. But you were so cute trying to escape the big bad vacuum I just couldn't help myself!" I giggled making him blush deeply. Still looking angry he grabbed my chin roughly to look me in the eyes.

    "You are in SO much trouble. Never ever, EVER try to trick a trickster because now? You just joined the big boy's league. Any trick I could and would play on the gods will now also apply to you my mischievous little minx. I will never, NEVER go easy on you again." His smile was fictitiously sweet and at that moment I knew I just made the biggest mistake of my life. 'Gods save me!'

                                                Huedhaut

    "I take it back, you're not pure at all so casually inviting a man to your bed." My cheeks flush but there was no way I was going to let his teasing deflate my mood.

    "You're expectations may be a tad high Hue. How I am I supposed to act when you look at me like that?" My smile widens as it's now his turn to be the one blushing.

    "You don't play fair do you?" He teased still glowing a beautiful crimson.

    "Well I suppose that's because I learned from the very best!" I loved how we always bickered happily like an old married couple. Always teasing each other affectionately.

    "Ahaha! Oh aren't you cheeky tonight! If you keep this up you know I'm just going to have to close that mouth for you."

    "!!!!" Those eyes of his kill me. Especially when he is looking at me like he is right now. I can't let him have the upper hand, not yet! It would totally ruin the surprise.

    "Okay okay! Geeze.....don't say things like that." I respond still feeling heat in my cheeks.

    "I like when you look angry though. You make the cutest faces."

    "S-Stop it Hue! Haven't you already embarrassed me enough?" His smile widens before responding sweetly.

    "I haven't even started yet." He teases happily watching me get more and more frustrated till I finally can't come up with a retort.

    "What, have you finally run of things to say?" All I could do in response was glare at him dubiously.

    "Does this mean you are offering your surrender? Very well, I graciously accept!" Smiling deviously he scoops me up in his arms and heads over to the beautiful and private outdoor bath. The moonlight softly reflects off the water while a light breeze sends ripples across distorting the image.

    *Snap*

    "KYAA! H-HEY! WE'RE NAKED?!" I shout as he carries me into the water submerging us with me still in his arms.

    "Wait, are you sure? I honestly hadn't noticed." He says flatly yet the smile on his face says he's enjoying this entirely too much. As he gets comfortable and relaxes leaning back before shutting his eyes I begin to flush from head to toe.

    "Ummm, y-you know you can put me down now.." I manage feeling flustered at his boldness. He gives me that quirky smile but doesn't bother to open his eyes or show any signs of moving for that matter.

    "That's true, I absolutely could but there's a problem. I don't really want to." He teases tightening his grip on me and chuckling as I flail about.

    "Tell you what, you're free to go but only if..." He offers not finishing his sentence.

    "Only ifffff?" I try coaxing it out of him eager to hide the embarrassment threatening to kill me. His almond eyes pop open and he brings his face dangerously close to mine.

    "If you can escape."

    "!!!!!" Frantic from our naked closeness I try desperately to escape but it only seems to encourage him further. He pulls me in closer pressing his lips to my temple.

    "Knowing that there is no way you can win in this scenario it's just entirely too adorable to see you still foolishly try." Finally giving up trying to escape I resort to hiding what I can with my hands and pouting furiously.

    "No, I'm afraid that's not going to work either. I've already memorized every inch of your body." He smiles deftly pulling my hands away from my chest and exposing the soft mounds now floating in the water.

    "Though it never hurts to review the content." He laughs as he notices the unmistakable new view.

    "Boy you are really full of it tonight aren't you?" I complain testily. His smile remains unchanged and if anything there's a fire now burning in his eyes.

    "Y-You know two c-can play this game!" I idly threaten him which only seems to amuse him further as he pulls me onto his lap facing him. 'Thank the gods it's nighttime!'

    "Hmm, what game do you speak of?" I narrow my eyes trying to give him my best scary face.

    "You know damn well what game!" I hiss causing him to momentarily stop smiling. 'Eeek! Did I make him mad?' Without warning I feel both of his hands grab onto my backside firmly causing me to yelp. An almost sinister expression stares back at me with a daring smile.

    "Nope, could you please clarify?" His fingers squeeze the soft flesh even harder sending a sweet shiver through my body. There's a hunger in his eyes that tells me he's definitely not letting me go till he's satisfied. That thought alone stirs the heat inside of me. The next thing I know his mouth is on mine kissing me feverishly. The sounds of desperately growing passion fills the air. His hands are still cool to the touch despite being in the warm water making everywhere he touches come alive.

    "H-Hue-ahh!" His cool lips trace along the skin of my throat and he teasingly nips at the skin. He pulls my hips down on him and enters me. The strange sensation of being in the water while becoming one overtakes me causing me to lose all control and fully submit to the god of Aquarius. As he has his way with me I can't help but feel as if even the water surrounding me is tantalizing. Almost as if it's following it's masters lead lovingly embracing me and seducing my senses. Overcome with such pleasure our passion continues well into the night.

-

    He pulls his fingers up my back softly comforting me after our intense lovemaking causing an embarrassed smile to find my lips. I'm grateful he can't see as my head rests comfortably on his shoulder and my arms locked in his embrace. We haven't moved. I'm still straddling his lap with him inside me and though we both have climaxed several times my body is no match for a gods endurance. I feel so weak I couldn't stand even if I wanted to.

    "Perhaps it would be best to get you out of the water now." He offers sweetly with concern in his voice. I was about to make a joke about it being a literal or figurative statement but I was too exhausted to even think.

    "I never thought I would see you so complacent. Was it really that good?" He chuckled but about all I could offer in response was a incoherent grumble. He carries me effortlessly to the bed but hesitates to set me down a moment.

    "You're already practically asleep aren't you." He whispers in my ear before nuzzling my neck.

    "Mmm." I smile sleepily but still manage to look into his beautiful sapphire eyes. There's so much love there my heart feels like it's about to burst.

    "Would it be okay if I kept you in my arms all night?" He asked softly and I nodded blissfully. As he gently sunk into the bed with me still in his arms his eyes went wide in wonder.

    "T-this is?" I couldn't help smile so pleased I was able to surprise him in the end.

    "Yup! Surprise!" I offered cheerfully grinning ear to ear. Still completely stunned he gently rocks against the mattress sending waves up and down the bed. A huge child-like smile fills his face.

    "I had no idea something like this existed."

    "Teehee! It's called a waterbed. I'm glad you like it, I knew you would." I felt so proud I was able to actually educate him on something for once.

    "You knew huh? Just how much were you fantasizing about me being in bed with you?" 'Leave it to Hue to ruin the moment.'

    "Wouldn't you like to know." I tease but without warning I'm on my back, wrists pinned to the sides of my head.

    "I suppose I'll just spend all night finding out."

                                                     Teorus

     Teorus was actually really difficult to write. I have tried to incorporate a lot of their actual main story line themes into their respective chapters. Due to Teorus' content it was really tricky to make the story humorous without making him into a total asshole. Thus, his chapter is more emotional than humorous so I hope you don't mind.

    Sighing to myself utterly frustrated at the sight in front of me I feel the jealousy bubbling to the surface. I have my hands clenched so tightly into fists that my nails are digging into the skin causing minor pain. It's nothing compared to the pain I feel in my heart. I knew dating Teorus came with a special set of circumstances seeing as he was absolutely gorgeous. Everywhere we went there were women, goddess and human alike throwing themselves all over him. It didn't even matter if we were together they just pushed their way through eager for his attention. Teo being ignorantly oblivious and unable to be anything less than charming could never bring himself to be mean and flat out refuse them or walk away.

    Out of the blue one of the many goddesses throwing themselves at him decides to test her luck and steals a pretty over the top kiss. Teorus looks shocked for a moment but it's when I see his cheeks turning pink that I lose it. 'Pssh! Goddesses or not I'm gonna knock her out!' I stand, absolutely seething and about to move in when a hand grabs my arm and pulls me around the corner and out of view of the ridiculous spectacle.

    "Ikky! What are you doing? I was this close to giving that goddess a piece of my mind!" I hissed. He just smiled at me calmly placing his hands on my shoulders.

    "Just breeeeeeathe." Still unwillingly to let the hatred leave my face I at least appease him by taking a few deep breaths. Feeling slightly less murderous I try to calm myself down a bit and it's only then that I realize tears are streaming down my face.

    "Ah! No no noooooooo...please don't cry." Ichthys panics trying to cheer me up but it's no use, the dam has broken and I can't stop the flood.

    "Awwww, please don't cry. You're too pretty to cry." He says looking on the verge of tears himself. 'Why can't Teorus be as sweet and understanding as Ichthys?' It feels like there is a pit in my stomach and feeling so desperate for affection I bury my face in Ichthys' chest while the tears continue to fall. I hear him sigh before he gently embraces me, stepping in where my boyfriend should have been.

    "Hey Ikky?" I murmur as his hands gently rub my back.

    "Hmm?"

    "Teo's you're best friend and you know him better than anyone. Does he....even love me?" Ichthys is silent a moment but squeezes me tighter.

    "Yes. I know he does. He talks about you like allllll the time."

    "T-Then w-why?" I can't even finish my sentence as everything I have been holding in comes pouring out. I can feel him rest his cheek atop my head as he tries to comfort me.

    "Teorus has always been....you know....Teorus. He's always been surrounded by women whether he wants to be or not. I don't think he really understands how it makes you feel to be honest. He's never had a reason to be jealous before so he doesn't understand the feeling you know?" As I listen to Ikky's words I try to understand things from his perspective. Even if that's the truth they are gods and I am simply human. I can't control the way I feel inside which makes me feel even more depressed. Could we ever make this actually work? Maybe this relationship really isn't meant to be after all. The sadness of that thought consumes me and I wrap my arms tightly around Ichthys hoping my heart won't crumble out of my chest.

    "There you arrrrrre......whaaa?" Teo's sickly sweet voice rings out as he comes bounding around the corner.

    "What's the matter?" He asks frowning. I don't want him to know I was crying over what happened so I give Ichthys a pleading look and he smiles.

    "She's fiiiiiine. I totally stepped on her toes by accident and it must have realllllly hurt. I felt really bad so I hugged her to say I was sorry." Ikky's smile was amazingly convincing and Teo bought it.

    "Are you okay? Does it still hurt?" He asks me sweetly and I choke down the anger I still have in my heart and just nod.

    "Yay! I'm glad. I have some bad news though, Leo is being tooootally unfair and said I HAVE to turn in paperwork from last week." He complains looking disappointed.

    "It's okay, I can get back on my own. I don't want to get you in trouble with Leon." I offer feeling secretly relieved.

    "Don't worry though, I promise to be back as soon as possible so we can still spend the night together." Smiling, he kisses the back of my hand and disappears.

    "He does loooove you, even if it's hard to see sometimes." Ikky offers trying to cheer me up again.

    "Wait what did you just say?" I ask as an idea starts to form in my head.

    "Errrr....that he loves you?" Ikky responds looking startled and confused at the change of tone in my voice.

    "No, not that. If it's hard to 'see' sometimes. Hmmm, maybe I need to approach this in an entirely different way." Just like that I know exactly what to do though it's going to require a little bit of help from a specific god. Sighing, knowing I'm walking into the lion's den I turn to Ichthys with determination in my eyes.

    "Ikky, take me to see Partheno."

-

    "Well well! To what do I owe the pleasure of your divine presence?" Partheno oozes charm and sexiness and being the most beautiful god in the heavens on top of it makes being in his presence nerve wracking to say the least.

    "Well, to be honest I really need your help Partheno. Can you....make me beautiful?" The surprise on his face is quickly followed by a frown.

    "What a ridiculous request, I can't possibly grant it to you seeing as you are already very beautiful." His lips softly press against the back of my hand and for some reason it gives me butterflies.

    "Cut it out you dirty birdy, that's Teo's girl and I don't think he'd appreciate you shmoozn' his woman." Ichthys says sternly causing Partheno to withdraw but not before winking at me making me blush.

    "Partheno, um....how should I put this...err."

    "Oh don't fret so much, besides making a face like that will give you wrinkles. Here, have some beauty enhancing tea and calm yourself." He hands me a beautiful and ornate teacup with it's contents a lovely light pinkish hue.

    "Oh wow...it smells and tastes like roses. This is amazing! Thank you Partheno." I feel the tension slowly leave my body with each sip.

    "You're quite welcome. Now then, I know why you are here and I must say how pleased I am that you asked for my help. We shall transform you into the very image of beauty! All the goddesses of the heavens will be jealous at your radiance!

    "Teehee! Thank you, I've never actually had a make-over before. I didn't think gods even knew about something like this considering you are all so perfect and beautiful anyway."

    "While it is inherently a human practice I find perfecting beauty a wonderful way to spend my time." Makes perfect sense considering who he is yet I can't possibly fathom Partheno being any more gorgeous than he already is. He immediately gets to work starting with my hair. Excited and nervous I anxiously wait as he works his magic.

-

    "Are you sure I look okay Ikky?" I ask for the hundredth time as he escorts me back to the mansion.

    "Duuuuuuh, seriously stop asking me....it's difficult enough okay?" I look over at his beautiful boyish features and am instantly startled to see Ichthys bright red.

    "Huh?? I don't..."

    "Seriously, you don't get it do you? You're beyond beautiful, so much so I don't want to look at you because it's hard to stop my mind from wandering. I'm a man too you know!" The frustration and anger of his tone renders me speechless. I had never seen this side of Ichthys before, it was actually kinda cute. He refuses to look in my direction and continues to stare straight ahead, his posture stiffer than normal.

    We reach the door to the mansion and I suddenly feel like chickening out when I look down and remember how sexy and revealing this dress is. I would never have thought I could pull it off but when Partheno led me in front of the mirror I was dumbfounded. Every trace of the boyish and plain features of mine had been transformed into an elegant yet sexy woman. I couldn't believe I had been actually looking at my own reflection. It was the first time I had felt worthy enough to stand by Teorus' side. My hair was in an intricate up-do and my make up though a tad dark suited my palette. A gorgeous dark blue velvet dress that sparkled near the chest and ankles hugged my body. I had complained at how low cut the front was and high the slit for the leg went but Partheno was absurdly convincing that I pulled it off flawlessly. For the finishing touch a perfume of his own design that smelled heavenly and so I was now ready for my grand debut.

    "Deep breath and remember what Partheno told you." Ikky said quietly at my side raising his hand to open the door.

    "Confidence is sexier than everything else combined." I answered as I took a deep breath and held my head high. Just before Ikky opened the door I whispered softly to him.

    "Thank you Ichthys. For everything. You truly are an amazing friend." Watching his cheeks burn up once more I said nothing more, only smiled.

    The door opened and we walk inside where we hear many voices coming from the living room. It seemed like many more than usual and I could swear some I had never heard before. As I turned to glance at Ikky he gives me a knowing smirk.

    "Consider it a gift." His smile only makes my nerves start to surface but it's too late, there's no turning back now.

    "Hellllloooooooo? We're baaaaack!" Ichthys says in his usual playful tone and everyone starts to go quiet. We walk around the corner and into view and I am suddenly surprised to find all of the gods gathered in one room. Everything instantly goes silent and all eyes are on me, apparently having shocked all of them into silence. Nervously looking around the room as my heart beats wildly and my confidence wavers my eyes meet Partheno's who was standing alone at the back of the room sipping tea. He nods and smiles restoring my resolve. I finally allow myself to smile as I greet everyone.

    "Good evening." I manage. As per usual, Leon is the first to speak.

    "Oh-ho! What's this?" He struts over to me lightly taking my chin and thoroughly looking me over.

    "You've left me no choice but to make you mine." His voice is deep and sensual, his eyes burning with desire. Suddenly a hand pulls me away from Leon.

    "You are not worthy of such a goddess." I'm flabbergasted when I see that the voice and hand belong to none other than the Chief Minister of the Department of Punishments. 'Zy-Zyglavis?! No way!' He kneels before me kissing the back of my hand sweetly.

    "Be mine and I will treat you with all of the love and passion a goddess such as you deserves." 'W-WHAT?!' Apparently I'm not the only one completely dumbfounded at the extremely uncharacteristic behavior of the god before me. Almost everyone in Punishments' eyes are wide and mouths agape.

    "Choose me and I'll give you all of my heart and soul. I will treasure you for all eternity." Dui also bows before me. 'WHAT?! DUI NOW TOO?!'

    "Come with me and I will worship every part of your mind, body and soul." 'GAH! HUE?!'

    "I will treat you as the queen you are, your every wish is my command." Karno also takes a knee, bowing before me.

    "Belong to me Little Lady and I will make your every fantasy a reality." Tauxolouve winks suggestively. 'T-This...is just....too much!'

    "No one here could protect you better than I could my goddess. Let me serve you." Even Krioff pledges to me making this entire situation over the top. I know I am blushing from head to toe as one by one the gods profess their love. It isn't until they all have spoken their intent or requests that the one among all of them I wanted so desperately finally approaches me and speaks. His honey colored eyes full of worry, regret and sadness slowly shift to an amazing cerulean blue leaving me breathless.

    "Please forgive my foolishness my precious beautiful goddess." He kneels at my feet before bowing so lowly he presses his forehead to the floor.

    "T-Teorus.." His name escapes my lips on a breath. He doesn't rise from his knees but tenderly takes my leg and grazes his lips across the skin sending a fiery shiver through me.

    "I'm not worthy of your love, not after what I have put you through. I see that now and not because you are dressed and look differently. Nothing is as beautiful as you in every way and any form. It's because I didn't realize what it felt like to have the one you love surrounded and hit on by others. I am so deeply sorry for not cherishing your heart. There isn't a man alive, human or god that could ever be worthy of you, but I would give everything, the stars from my eyes, my very life just to try."

    I try to hold back my own tears as I watch his own tears softly fall to the floor. 'Oh Teorus.' I bend down and take his hands in mine before bringing us to our feet. I smile warmly before embracing him so tightly it hurts.

    "My heart belongs to you and only you, now and forever." I offer tenderly. Overjoyed more tears fall but a huge smile fills his beautiful face. His eyes soften and return to normal and suddenly I am in his arms and be carried from the living room. As I look over his shoulder I see all of the gods smile. When my eyes find Ichthys I see that familiar mischievous grin as he gives me a thumbs up. 'Ah, so that's what he did! Ha!' Smiling in return I silently mouth the words Thank You.

[horansqueen]

A.M. Conversations : chapter 3

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -this may look like a love triangle but ill do my best not to turn it into one. -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -read it on 1dff HERE (if you review ily so much) -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST. -please, message me, give me feedbacks, it would mean sooo much to me!

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2

Chapter 3 : Her chapter

Olivia

I moved on the couch slightly, trying to focus on the movie but in all honesty, all I could think about was Harry's text message. The truth was, I had no idea what I was going to answer him. I wanted to see him, it's true, but spending time with Niall was my priority. I glanced at him but he was too absorbed by the movie to notice it. Slowly, I moved closer to cuddle him and he brought his arm that was laying on the couch to wrap around my shoulders. It was out of habit, I knew it, but I enjoyed it anyway.

I pressed the side of my face on his shoulder and closed my eyes for a few seconds. I had no idea how he could smell so good all the time but I was not going to complain. I moved my legs slightly over his thigh under the blanket and this time, it caught his attention.

"You've never heard of personal space, did you?"

I chuckled and tried to press myself even more against him just to annoy him. He groaned and it made me laugh before to grab his face and crush my lips on his cheek grossly. He playfully pushed me away and wiped his cheek, making me laugh even more.

"I'm part of your personal space, Horan!"

He turned his face my way and raised his eyebrows as he stared at me.

"Oh yea?"

"Oh yea!"

I looked at him daringly and we remained motionless for a few seconds before he literally jumped on me. I fell on my back on the couch as he moved over me, holding my wrists with his hands to keep me from moving.

"Let me invade your personal space then!"

I let out a scream as i tried to get out of his grip, seeing his face getting closer. He stuck his tongue out and i started squirming harder beneath him, knowing exactly what he had in mind.

"Not the tongue, no!" I let out loud enough. "Please Niall!"

My pleas didn't stop him and he finally reached my face, sliding his tongue all over my cheek. He started laughing when I screamed again, wiggling even more before letting me go. I quickly wiped my face the way he had a few minutes ago and slapped his arm gently.

"You are disgusting!"

He laughed more and shook his head, moving away from me to let me sit back up. Without any shame, I got closer to him again to cuddle him. He didn't complain and I pressed my nose on his neck, once again enjoying his soap scented skin. I hated it as much as I liked it. Sometimes, to be close to him was torture, but it's as if I actually loved hurting.

My phone went off again, probably to pull me out of my agony, and I heard Niall sigh low next to me. I grabbed my phone and saw an instagram notification.

"Harry Styles has tagged you in a picture?"

I turned to look at my best friend's annoyed face, staring at my phone, but quickly moved my attention back to my screen, clicking on the link. The picture was actually Harry and I on the tour bus, engaged in a pillow fight. I heard Niall scoff and quickly liked the picture before opening my text messages.

‘When are you free this week?’

I hit send but when I turned back to my best friend, he was frowning.

"This week? Already?" he said a bit harshly. "You saw him two days ago."

I kept looking at him for a few seconds until he raised his eyebrows at me, expecting an answer. The truth was, I wanted to spend all my time with Niall, but I also wanted to see what could happen with Harry. I cleared my throat and shrugged, slowly putting my phone away before moving on the couch, trying to find a comfortable position.

"Yea I mean, we get along good."

I tried to be nonchalant about it but I was anything but calm. I didn't know if it was Niall's reaction that made me nervous or the thought of hanging out with Harry but I tried to avoid my best friend's eyes as much as I could.

"Liv, listen to me." My heart skipped a beat but i breathed in and turned to dive my eyes in his. "I'm scared you're gonna get hurt."

His words seemed genuine but they hurt more than I wanted to admit. Was it because he thought I was not interesting enough to get Harry to like me or because I sort of wish the real reason he didn't want me to hang out with Harry was out of jealousy? Or maybe a bit of both...

"Why? Because I'm not pretty enough to hold Harry's attention? I'm not a model? Or a famous singer?"

I didn't even try to make it sound like I was joking. I was upset and hurt and with the look I was sending him, he definitely knew it.

"No!" he let out with a frown. "That's definitely not what I meant!"

I sighed loud and closed my eyes, letting myself lean on the couch. I knew I was the one thinking my own words and doubting myself, but it felt good to know my own best friend didn't think the same.

"It's just... I know Harry, you know?"

I couldn't fight against this argument, I clearly didn't know Harry as well as he did and obviously not in the same context. Still, I saw Harry as a genuine person and I didn't want to see him as anything else but good. I nod slightly and look down before shrugging slightly. I knew I shouldn't keep my hopes up but I did it despite myself.

"I know he's probably just nice to me because he's a nice person, not because he likes me." I shut my eyes tight, trying to keep my feelings inside.  "I mean, he can have anyone right? So there's no reason to want an average nobody like me!"

I scoffed and shook my head, rubbing my eyes roughly and moving slightly away from him. It seemed like the truth behind my own words had just hit me.

"Liv, please, that's not what I said." Niall argued again with a sigh. "But Harry is the kind of person who makes everyone feel special."

I didn't give him time to add anything and just got up, pulling on my shirt and avoiding his eyes, although i knew he was desperately trying to get my attention.

"I need a shower." I just said, walking to the stairs.

I heard him sigh but he followed me upstairs and when i was about to get in the bathroom, he put both his hands on my shoulders and bifurcated in an other direction. I followed him despite myself, trying not to trip, as he walked in the room. He stopped in front of a large mirror and stood behind me. I glanced at his reflection, diving my eyes into his for a second before to close my eyes.

"What now, Niall."

"Open your eyes." he ordered before his voice got softer. "Please."

With a sigh, i finally did what he asked and stared at myself. My hair was a mess an d i suddenly felt very conscious about my thighs and hips since I was only wearing a t-shirt.

"Do you see what I see?"

I grimaced and groaned low.

"I hope you don't see what I see, because what I see is not a good sight."

His hands slipped gently from my shoulders to my arms and he moved closer, so close I could feel the warmth of his body against mine. His fingertips running on my skin made me shiver but I tried to suppress it, slightly scared he'd notice it.

"You don't even think you're pretty?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.

I scoffed again and rolled my eyes. Has he just met me? His hands moved to my waist, barely touching me, but for some strange reason, i was well aware of them being so close to my body.

"Niall, you know i'm quite average." I mentioned, looking at him in the mirror this time. "I'm okay with that I guess, I just hate looking at myself half-naked in a mirror."

At my words, he gripped the sides of my shirt with both his hands and i held my breath. His eyes met mine in the reflection and we stared at each other way too long as his fists pressed against my waist, pulling on the fabric of my shirt and molding my chest slightly more. It bothered me to see myself like that but i liked the closeness of his body way too much to say anything.

"You're beautiful, Liv."

I swallowed hard at his words, trying to hold back the tears inside. I wasn't sure if I wanted to cry because of his words, or because I clearly couldn't see it, or even maybe because I thought he was lying, but it didn't matter. My feelings were all over the place and I could barely recognize myself anymore.

I felt his fingers loosen the grip on my shirt and brush against me again and I had to swallow again, but for a different reason this time. As much as I liked joking with Niall about not wanting to kiss him, or being grossed out by the thought of touching his genitals, I knew I was lying to myself. A big, fat and horrible lie that made me survive through so many years of simple but deep friendship. A lie that I had such a hard time to keep running and believing in.  That was why I needed to see Harry and find out if he was interested or just being nice, because being around Niall was harder every day, and that's something that was just hitting me at this exact moment, now that he was staring seriously and fondly at me, his body close to mine. Those months we spent together on tour had brought us even closer, even if i didn't think it was possible and everything I didn't have with him was not even more obvious.

"Do you really think so?"

I kept my voice low, almost inaudible, because I knew talking louder would betray me, I knew my voice would break. His face became even more serious and he finally nodded.

"Yes, I really think so." he pointed out firmly. "You're beautiful."

The fact that he repeated it put emphasis on his words and once again I had to swallow. This time, it was a lump stuck in my throat. I felt his fingers slip on my sides, touching my hips lightly and I could sweat I saw him shiver. It made my eyes open wider but I tried to get back to my senses. I had imagined that.

"And if Harry is not an idiot, he will see it too and give you two a chance."

What about you, Horan? Are you an idiot?

Those words echoed in my head but i didn't have the guts to let them out. Just thinking about how things would change between us made my heart ache. No, I didn't love Niall, not this way. I liked Harry. I had feelings for Harry Styles and that was it.

I cleared my throat and sent a smile to his reflection, mouthing a 'thank you'. He smiled back and slapped my ass, making me jump and let out a short scream.

"Come on, we have a movie to watch!"

"Hey, that hurt, Horan!" I let out, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

It made him laugh, throwing his head back and I ran after him, jumping on his back. He lost his balance but managed to make us fall on the bed. We laughed more as I rolled away from him, against the pillow. That was it, the serious but slightly awkward moment was over but it made me realize that we had more and more of these and I wasn't sure how I felt about them.

We heard his phone ring and we both got up with a sigh, pulling on out shirts. I followed him downstairs and he checked his text messages, his facial expression suddenly changing, but i couldn't decipher what it meant and it bothered me.

"Who was that?"

Niall glanced at me and shrugged but the way he avoided my eyes was bothering me.

"You remember Heidi?"

If I remembered Heidi? Long dark hair, even longer legs and an evil smile? I can never forget about her. She loved no one else more than herself, which in itself, is not a bad thing, but she also thought everyone else should love her the most, which made her the most annoying person I had ever met.

"Yea, what about her?"

He shrugged again, still not meeting my eyes. That was bad, that was very very bad.

"She's around town, she wants us to meet."

I swallowed to push down the lump in my throat but it didn't work, it was still there. In Niall's world, "to meet" meant "to fuck" and i felt my heart twist in my chest.

You're beautiful Liv, but in a few hours im gonna bury my dick deep in an other girl's pussy because all you are to me is a friend.

I shook my head at this thought and rolled my eyes. I never liked her but at this exact moment, It's a feeling of hatred that was running inside me. I tried not to let it show and shrugged like him.

"Are you gonna see her?"

It took him a few seconds to answer me and I watched him type quickly on his phone, feeling my heart twist in my chest.

"Mm?" he started before to look up in my eyes. "Oh, yea, we're gonna go to a bar tonight. Wanna come with?"

I was surprised he was inviting me but in the end, I knew he was gonna end up spending the night with her and that thought made me want to throw up. I managed to pretend I didn't care and shrugged again but before I could answer anything, he kept talking.

"You should invite Harry, too."

A few minutes ago, he was telling me Harry was gonna hurt me and now, he was proposing us to hang out. I was a bit confused by his behavior but I just let out a sigh that he didn't notice.

"Alright, i'll text him."

I was glad Harry had agreed to come with us because being around Heidi and Niall was seriously painful. Watching them interact made my heart twist, shake and shatter in my chest, over and over again. She laughed too loud at anything remotely funny he said and took advantage of every chance she had to touch him. I saw her flirting with him and it made me realize that I had no idea how to flirt. I literally sucked at it.

Harry came back with a drink for me and I tilted my head, sending him a smile. I was grateful he was there to make me smile. The table was not big but Niall and Heidi acted like we weren't there and it made me wonder why Niall invited me in first place.

"Are they always like that?"

I hadn't seen Heidi many times, just enough to be aware of my best friend's reciprocal attraction for her, and it was already too much. Harry laughed next to me, his dimple popping out, before diving his eyes into mine.

"Yea, pretty much."

I groaned and grimaced despite myself.

"Did they fuck often?"

I was not the type of person to be vague, i liked when things were clear and by then, I was pretty sure Harry was well aware of that. Still, he laughed again at my forwardness.

"I'd say.. once every other month? Maybe more?"

I raised my nose in disgust, staring at my best friend as he whispered something in Heidi's ear, making her burst into an exaggerated laughter again.

"Does it bother you?"

I turned to Harry to deny his accusation but when my eyes meet his, he's smirking and I admire the way his lips curled, digging that amazing dimple that I can't help but always notice.

"Why would it bother me?" i simply ask with a shrug.

"I don't know, you seem jealous." he teased me again, hitting my shoulder gently with his.

"Me? Jealous of long-legged barbie?" I scoffed, knowing I was anything but credible and it made him chuckle.

I laughed with him and let my head fall down with a smile, totally defeated. I couldn't hide this feeling, at least not to Harry.

"Yea, maybe a little." I finally admitted, looking back up at him with a guilty expression. "I know I'm not a star or a famous actress and even if it's not legit, it makes me fear he's gonna forget about me, someday."

I had talked low enough, just to make sure Niall wouldn't hear me, but I knew my insecurities were not based on anything. Niall had proved many times he would always keep me in his life. The problem was, this fear, even if not rational, was still alive and very tough to control.

Harry and I looked at each other for a few seconds before he finally grabbed his glass, drinking what was left in it and putting it back roughly on the table. I glanced at Niall who didn't even notice before turning my attention back to Harry.

"Okay, let's go to the dance floor!"

I chuckled and quickly shook my head, sending him a confused look.

"I can't dance, trust me. You don't want to be seen on a dance floor with me!"

He bent down a bit, moving his face closer to mine, and it made my heart jump inside my chest. Even from so close, Harry didn't have any physical flaw and i let my eyes roam on his face. He probably noticed because his lips curled, making me lick mine.

"I'll lead, come on."

I let him take my hand and pull me to the dance floor but as he started moving, I realized his moves were very random and i laughed. He pulled on my arm again and made me twirl, bringing an even bigger smile on my lips. I felt my whole body burn when it pressed against his and the feeling of his hands slipping on my waist brought a sensation of lust running all over my body. He leaned closer to me, so close I could feel his warm breath on my neck.

"I knew you could dance."

The tone of his voice made me quiver and I whimpered low, hoping he didn't hear anything and closing my eyes. His arm moved around my waist and brought me closer as his lips brushed on the skin of my neck. I didn't know why he was doing that but I didn't care. I really liked it, way more than I should. Niall's words came back to my mind suddenly, taking me out of my fairytale, and my eyes opened wide and quickly.

"I want an other drink."

I slipped out of his arms and got back to the table, grabbing the pitcher and pouring myself a glass. I was waiting for Niall to make a comment about me drinking beer but he didn't and I knew it was probably because he was not paying attention to me at all, too focused on the girl he was going to spend the night with.

Harry sat next to me, his hand sliding gently on my back before moving to grab himself a drink too. I felt bad and if I wanted to be honest, I was not sure exactly why. I swallow my drink a bit too fast and quickly poured myself an other one.

"You alright?"

I didn't dare to look at Harry and simply nodded. What was wrong with me? I wanted this, I wanted to be closer to Harry. I wanted to find out if something could happen between us. Niall's warning shouldn't get to my head, right? It shouldn't stop me from letting Harry in. My eyes moved up to look at him and he quickly looked away. Was Niall staring at me? It was probably just in my head. Perhaps, the alcohol was getting the best of me and making me see things. Niall was way too absorbed by Heidi to give me attention. That thought made my heart twist in my chest and i tried to swallow the sadness. Without thinking, I got up and sighed.

"I need something stronger."