Harry looks across the room and balls his fists tightly. One stupid fight, over basically nothing and now Liam was acting like this. Flirting with one of Zayn’s cousins who’d tagged along to the party. This just wasn’t fair, they are meant to be drinking eggnog, as they snuggled on the couch. Than harry would discreetly usher them under the mistletoe. Now that was all ruined.
“You alright mate?” Niall asks from beside him, and harry grunts in responses.
Harry watches as Danny’s hand makes its way to Liam’s waist. And that is it Harry hands Niall his beer and storms over to where the couple are huddled in the corner of the room.
Liam doesn’t even acknowledge Harry’s presences even when he clears his throat “Liam” he finally says voice tight. Who the hell does this guy think he is anyway? Flirting with someone else’s boyfriend, he’s got some nerve.
“Oh Harry didn’t see you there” bullshit.
“I’m sure you didn’t you were too busy flirting to notice.”
Liam frowns and Harry watches as his eyebrows knit together “we were just having a chat mate” Danny tries to reason-but harry isn’t having any of it. He reaches out and wraps his fingers tightly enough that his sure they’ll be a bruise on Liam’s ivory skin tomorrow, but in this state he can’t bring himself to care.
“Well consider this ‘chat’ over” Harry says and drags Liam towards the door, ignoring Liam’s protests.
When they arrive home an hour later Liam is beyond pissed and the jealous haze that had surrounded Harry early was now gone, replaced with the nagging feeling of guilt that made its way to sit in the pit in the stomach.
“Look I’m sorry” Harry sighs as he closes the front door. He takes off his jacket and places it on the hook, walking into the kitchen where Liam’s busy pulling to mugs from the shelf. He can’t be that mad if his making Liam tea. “Li?” he sighs and tries to not sound needy.
“I’m not mad Harry” Liam mutters. He pops a tea bag in each mug; he still hasn’t looked Harry in the eyes.
“Than what’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong?” Liam scoffs and turns around “how about how you embarrassed in front of Daniel by acting like a paranoid prat for starters.”
Harry walks over to counter and pulls Liam to him, fingers lightly touching his waist “and I’m sorry for that and for the thing earlier.”
Liam smiles and Harry knows his forgiven “fine but if you act like a prat again you’ll find yourself eating microwavable ramen doodles and pizza pop’s indefinitely.”
“But I love pizza pops” Harry jokes and Liam grabs the dishcloth from the counter and smacks his shoulder laughing.
“How about I make it up to you?” Harry asks voice low. He pushes Liam backwards until his back hits the kitchen counter and presses his lips to Liam’s neck; his soft breath against the older boy skin send shivers down Liam’s spine and Harry can feel it. Can feel Liam quiver; it sends a rush down his pants straight to his member. “How about I fuck you into the mattress until your screaming my name? hmm how does that sound babe?”
Liam gulps in responses, eyes closed, breath heavy and obviously turned on “that sounds good” he says thickly.
Harry bites Liam’s collar bone as the kettle hisses and signals with a shrilling noise that the water has boiled.
“Harry” Liam tries to push him off “Harry” he tries again more sternly. Harry groans and moves away “you’re choosing tea over sex with me?” he whines and pouts.
“If you let me have my tea first I’ll blow you before you fuck me.”
All Harry has to think about is Liam’s mouth around him to smirk “deal.”
Hope that was okay Anon i don’t write proper smut because i stuck it trust me. But i hope you liked it anyway xxx
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All the times Harry said Liam during hour 2 of 1D Day.
“Harry could you come to my desk please?” Harry’s chemistry teacher Mrs. Mac asked. Harry nodded and slid out of his seat, walking up to the front of the room.
“Yes?” he asked crossing his hands infront of him.
“Harry it seems you’re having some trouble in this class. Are you just…
so cute ><
such a tease