"Five years!"
Harry tasted the words and he let his eyes slide over to Niall. The Irishman stood and talked with some others and the party was in full swing. They celebrated that they had been One Direction for five years and Harry wanted nothing more than just withdraw, with Niall.
"It feels like yesterday." Harry got up and he looked at the man in front of him again. Harry gulped and he looked back at Niall again. Damn, it felt more urgent situation to be with Niall against to stand here and be nice. He drank the last beer, excused himself, and then he slid across the room and landed behind Nialls back. The Irishman laughed and he was in a good mood.
"I want to borrow Mr Horan a minute!"
Harry couldn't explain himself to the people and quickly he took Nialls hand and pulled him away from all them. Niall was surprised.
"Have something happened?"
Harry gave him a quick glance.
"No, and you know why I picked you up."
They slipped into an empty back room and without a word pushed Harry up the Irishman against the wall and kissed him. The party was dull, but Niall was interesting. Their relationship was secret, but sometimes it felt wrong to hide what really happened. Niall took his arms around Harry's neck, and he seemed to understand that the young man had missed him. Harry put his hands under Nialls butt and lifted him up. They were both excited and their hardness was pressed against each other. Niall moaned quietly as he became aware over Harry's condition.
"We are at a party." Niall muttered hoarsely, and he pulled his fingers through Harry's hair. "Maybe we shouldn't do..."
Harry looked into Nialls blue eyes and he brought slowly his hip back and forth. There was always tension between them and they were always hungry for more.
"Nobody miss us." Harry mumbled. Niall whimpered and he quickly took his legs around Harry's waist. They had clothes on, but still it felt as if they were naked. Niall knew that Harry had already planned what would happen between them at this moment. Niall understood what Harry wanted and couldn't refuse him.
Harry dropped Niall and quickly he pulled off the Irishman's clothes. He wanted to see his naked, soft and lovely skin. There was no idea to hide the urge and the need for him. Harry knew that Niall already knew. There was some condoms in Harry's jacket and as always he had brought with him lubricant, just in case. Niall groaned when he stood naked in front of Harry and he was red all over his face. Harry saw that Niall liked what happened. His lower part was hard, stood straight out and it was ready. Harry let his hands slip from Nialls shoulders and down over his naked body. So many times he had felt at Niall, but he never got enough. Harry took hold. He put his hand over Nialls hard part. Slow down to the root and slowly back out again. Niall bit his lip and he whimpered.
"And you?"
Harry smiled.
"Calm down darling, we have all night for us."
Nialls closed his eyes and he leaned against the wall. He parted lightly on the legs and he let Harry jerk him off. Harry raised his free hand and placed it next to Nialls head. He watched Nialls face and he loved to see how the Irishman slowly ended up in the fog. Their love was violent at times, but usually they were like any other couple anywhere. The problem was that it was a secret, so secret that not even their band members had any idea of the relationship.
Harry just pulled down his own pants to the knees. He turned Niall around, so that Niall was standing with his back to him. Then he prepared the Irishman. Slowly Harry softened up his hole, that hole which he had so often longed for, and that in the last year in total belonged to Harry. Niall leaned forward and took both hands against the wall. When Harry penetrated, whimpered both quietly so that no one would hear them. Harry grabbed Nialls waist and he felt he slowly slid in all the way. He closed his eyes, and he enjoyed getting to know the love as he had to the Irishman.
Fast movements, rapid breaths. Harry pounded straight in and Niall loved it. Niall took down a hand and he started bringing it over his own hardness. This was love. Harry knew that Niall would never levade him and Harry were confident that Niall was always faithful, even when they were separated. In five years they had known each other for five years, Harry had searched for Nialls attention. It took Harry three years to seduce the Irishman, and now they were totally into each other's violence. Although they couldn't be opened, they found their place on earth. Niall was the answer to everything, and Harry was careful to emphasize that for the Irishman. Perhaps that was why Niall stayed? He knew that Harry needed him and Niall knew that Harry wouldn't do it without him.
"Oh fuck!"
Harry smiled at the cloudy words that emerged from Nialls throat. Niall was so close, he was so close to the end and it was Harry too. He moved deep inside the Irishman and only that thought could get him to come.
"Drop it." he muttered hoarsely. "Come for me, Darling!"
Niall whimpered and he seemed almost to lose the ability to think. Harry heard Niall quickly put his hand over the hard part. Full Niall buckled up and in the end it was as if the liberation came. Harry saw Niall shook and how he suffered to the goal of it all. Harry came immediately afterwards, and he filled the condom with the liquid.
They both fell to the floor. Harry lay down on his back and Niall climbed up on top of him. They were sweaty and they were breathless. Harry pulled his hands over Nialls back and he loved this particular moment. It was now when both were totally satisfied and all tension was gone. They could only lie there and enjoy each other's vicinity.
"We should go back to the party?" Niall whispered, but Harry shook his head.
"No, we should not."
Niall smiled and he looked up at the younger guy.
"So you had planned this?"
Harry smiled and he nodded his head a little bit.
"Five years Niall. The only thing I could give you was this, and now you know that I still love you?"
Niall laughed quietly and he put his head down again.
"Yes, I know you love me and I love you."
Harry kissed him on the head.
"Happy fifth anniversary sweetheart."
