Nathan leaves early the next morning, needing to get home and go to work. He kisses me so gently to wake me, laughing at my grumpiness.

He leaves after telling me I was beautiful, stunning and everything else I loved hearing. I eat a bowl of cereal and watch the news before falling asleep on the sofa, exhausted.

~~~~~

"He's sleeping on the sofa again?"

"Yep, and he's had cereal. Which is on the sofa. I'm going to kill him."

"Give him a break, Li. He's had a long weekend."

"I know, I'm so pleased for him, Niall." Liam replies. "He deserves this."

"Could he have any more love bites?" Niall responds.

"I don't know what it is with men giving Harry love bites." Liam muses.

"I don't know," Zayn voice says. "Doesn't he have enough tattoos?"

"Obviously not." Niall laughs.

"Louis?" Zayn calls out. "What are you doing? Taking a dump? Hurry up."

"Yeah, yeah, sorry. I was just-,"

There's complete silence. Am I asleep again?

"What the fuck happened to him?" His voice picks up again.

"He fell asleep, must've been up earli-,"

"I can fucking see that, Niall. His skin." He snaps back, his voice intense.

I don't want them talking about me like they usually do. Neither do I want to hear Louis talking about my love bites with Nathan.

"Probably him and Nathan last night. Right?" Liam says, his voice smug. "We all heard it."

Oh no. No, no, no.

Niall laughs.

"I wonder if Nathan reacted like I did when Harry showed me his junk."

"What? Scream like a girl?" Zayn laughs.

"Fuck off," He snaps. "No. Like freak out because it was massive. Like a fucking snake."

I groan.

"Niall, stop talking about my dick." I slur, my hand moving down to hide myself over my boxers.

"Oh, he's awake." Niall chuckles.

"'M not awake," I grumble. "Go away."

"You do realise it's 2pm and you're sleeping in the lounge, right?" He laughs, sitting down into my side.

"Yeah, leave me alone."

"What are these?" He pokes my neck and I flinch, trying to bat his hands away.

"Don't touch me," I wrinkle my nose, when his hands continue to touch my neck. "Niall. Stop it."

"Have you seen yourself this morning?" Liam chuckles.

"No, 'm sleeping." I emphasise by yawning.

"Did you have sex?" Zayn asks and I grumble.

"No," I snap, rolling into the sofa. "Go away."

"What the hell were you doing then?" Liam asks.

I feel myself blushing before I can try and stop it. I remember the way he touched me last night, sucked at my skin, kissed me before he-

Niall laughs before ruffling my hair.

"Are you blushing?"

I try to hide my face.

"Fuck off," I say. "I don't want to tell you."

"Well, he clearly spent a lot of time working on these," Niall laughs, poking at the side of my neck exposed. "Did he give you a blow job? I saw the hickeys down there!"

I groan.

"Seriously, why?" I say into the cushion. "Why do you need to know?"

"I've always needed to know. I tell you about things I do with girls." He explains.

"And you think I want to hear them?" I moan.

"Yes, so tell me or I'll tickle you." He threatens.

I think about it. I'm not clothed enough to be tickled, my junk would fall out surely. Niall pokes at my side, making me jump forward.

"Don't." I laugh.

"Tell me then," He says, poking at my side, making me chuckle and twitch. "Or I'll make it worse."

I laugh loudly when his fingers dig in, my stomach muscles tightening.

"Niall - he - stop it-," I cackle. "He - He licked me - licked me out."

He does it two more times, making me giggle. I blush hard, realising what I just said.

"Wait - forget that-,"

"Gross," Zayn says. "I didn't wanna think about that."

"Sorry," I say sarcastically into the pillow. "Am I getting you hard?"

He makes a sound in his throat.

"No," He scoffs. "You know, I didn't want to hear you coming last night. That wasn't very kind of you."

My body flinches under Niall's hand, cringing.

"Sorry," I say because I mean it this time. "I couldn't - I tried - you know - being quiet."

"It didn't work, Harry. It didn't work." Zayn laughs, clearly joking.

Niall tickles me suddenly, making me cackle.

"Don't - Niall!" I gasp, needing to wee. "I'm - I'm gonna wet myself."

He immediately stops, and I sit up sharply.

"Don't look at me, I'm embarrassed." I say, opening my eyes.

They're all looking though, faces grinning. Liam looks happy, Niall showing a large smile and Zayn with a wide grin.

Louis looks over at me from where he's standing, with that look. Possessive. Sexy. And he shouldn't be.

I tuck my hair behind my ear nervously, flushing because he looks so inviting. He shouldn't be. His eyes are greedily taking in every inch of my skin, making me take in a heated breath so strong it takes my breath away.

It shouldn't be like this!

Not when me and Nathan have been intimate. Not when I'm falling for him.

My phone buzzes on the table, making me jump and I go to grab at it, but Niall gets it before me.

"Hey, what the-?"

"Hello?" Niall's Irish voice answers. He laughs when the other person responds. "I'm not an angel, but thank you for the compliment," I flush, trying to grab my phone. Nathan. "I'm Niall," He stands and walks away. "Harry was asleep on the sofa, I took his phone," He grins looking at me. "Yeah, he has so many love bites. Is that your thing?" I blush, standing up to get my phone, but Liam holds me back, chuckling. I swear at him. "He's covered. He shouldn't fall asleep in weird places, then. Yeah. He spilt milk on the chair, I think Liam will kill him. He told me what you did to him last night," Niall grins evilly at me. "I tickled it out of him. He's really ticklish by the way, for future reference."

He suddenly laughs at what Nathan must've said.

"So Harry has a massive dick, what did you think about that?"

I try harder to get out of Liam's arms, what the hell?

"Niall." I hiss.

"Oh, he flashed me one time because I wouldn't leave him alone about how he could fit it in his jeans - Wait. Really?"

Niall cups the phone.

"He said he asked the same thing last night, Liam." He smirks.

"Niall I swear to god-,"

"So was that it? And Harry did what? He did, did he?" Niall grins, making a sign with his hand near his mouth, like he was blowing someone. "Okay, I didn't need to know that. Oh, gross. His come hit him on the cheek?"

I smile because Nathan is clearly saying something to annoy Niall, his whole face grimacing.

"Nathan, I don't want to know what Harry looks like when he comes. I'm curious about many other things but - stop describing it!"

He runs up to me.

"Take him - he has a filthy mouth." Niall's winces, handling my phone like a used sock.

I hit him round the head when Liam lets me go and he calls out.

"What the fuck was that for?" He looks incredulous.

"Being a prick."

I take the phone, and bring it up to my ear, hearing Nathan laughing to himself.

"Hey, it's me." I say, playing with my hair.

"Hey angel," His deep voice says through the phone and I blush hard. "Sorry about that. He wouldn't leave me alone."

"Look at you blushing!" Niall laughs, poking at me.

"I'm jealous they get to see you blush for me," He says, and I can almost hear his smile, making my own lip curl. "I was just ringing to see if you were okay still."

"Yeah, I'm - I'm okay." I say, walking away from the guys. Niall follows me as I walk to the kitchen. "How are you?"

"So much better for hearing your voice," He croons, making me bite my lip from how it makes me feel. "I just wanted you to know, I'm still here, yeah?"

I take in a breath.

"Really?" I ask.

"Of course, I'm really fond of you." He says, voice sweet because of my admissions.

"I'm really, really fond of you," I laugh. "I'm sorry about Niall, he's very overly chatty."

"I was trying to annoy him. I want to see what your skin looks like now," He changes topic fast, making me gasp. "You looked so beautiful receiving them. You looked stunning waking up in my arms this morning."

I chuckle.

"Are you trying to say as many kind things as you can?" I smile, hearing him laugh.

"Yes, because I can't talk for long," He sighs. "Are you free tomorrow evening?"

"Tomorrow. Yeah, I'm free." I reply, not needing to think about it.

"Okay, you're all mine then," His voice sounds happy. "I'll take you out to eat and then maybe a film?"

I smile so widely it hurts. Not just sex.

"I can't believe you still want to see me," I grin. "It blows my mind."

"It's because you're fascinating, beautiful, kind, cute, gorgeous - I can't fit all of my words in here, angel." He laughs.

"Thank you," I bite my lip. "And yeah, tomorrow. It sounds great."

"I can't wait," He says. "I'll pick you up at 7."

"Okay, Nathan."

"I love hearing you say my name," He croons, making me blush. "Say it again."

I laugh.

"Nathan."

He chuckles.

"Now say it, just for me." His voice is deeper, making my chest burn with arousal. Why?

Why not?

"Nathan." I breathe. He whines out.

"Well, that was torture," He laughs. "I'll see you tomorrow angel. I can't wait to see you."

"Bye, Nathan," I smile.

He hangs up and I lean back into the kitchen wall, biting my lip from how lovely he was.

Niall cackles next to me, making me jump because I forgot he was even there.

"How cute is your face!" He shouts, excited. "Your dimples and your little red cheeks. Harry!"

"Niall, go away." I growl.

"Are you gonna get dressed?" He asks. "We're going to the pub."

Should I go out? Louis would be there, and he's already looking at me like a piece of meat.

No.

"I'm out," I say. "Drink for me."

"Boring." Niall frowns.

I leave the kitchen, walking back into the lounge.

Liam and Zayn whistle.

"Fuck all of you." I smirk, thoroughly embarrassed.

They all try to tickle me as I walk to my room, apart from Louis who looks like he could murder someone.

"I feel sick," He says, looking it. "I'm gonna - I'm gonna go home."

"Louis?" Niall frowns.

He ignores him and walks out of the flat. Liam gives me a look because I feel upset about Louis rushing out.

"Let's go guys," Liam calls over to them, walking towards the door. "Leave Harry alone."

He grins like he's fond of them, but I know it's to throw them off what was really going on here.

Louis seems like he is jealous.

But I'm not his. So he can stay jealous.