Mommy • H.S

seventeen ;;

There, they sit, on the couch while Niall smokes. Trying to relieve himself of the pain that the tattoos caused him.

While August sits, Harry plays with her hair. Squeezing her boobs from time to time. Laying in between his legs he pulls her up kissing her cheek.

"Mm, stop." August giggles

"You guys are so stupid. I don't even get you, are you guys dating?" Niall asks

"Hmm? No we aren't." August says

"You should just date, I mean you guys act like a couple." Niall winks at Harry.

"Not really." August laughs softly

"Um, look at you guys. Kissing Harry's cheek once in a while. Never knew any fuck buddies who were that affectionate." Niall shrugs

"I mean, yeah its what we do." August mumbles

Almost suddenly Harry's phone rings. Only to be his mother.

"Harry? Where are you?" Anne asks

"With Niall." He lies smoothly

"Hey Anne!" Niall yells

"Tell him I said hello, you need to get back home and be ready we are going to Pedro's family's house for dinner." Anne explains

"Please mum, no." Harry get your ass home, I'll be there in ten minutes." Anne says, hanging up

"I have to go, like right now. I'll call you." He tells August, slipping on his vans

"Ugh, what am I suppose to do."

"Niall is here." Harry shrugs

"I'm gonna leave, el oh el." Niall chuckles

"You can't say that, its only for text. Twat." Harry grumbles

"Don't be an ass." Niall days gripping Harry's waist. Pulling him against his body, purposely slobbing all over his neck.

"Ew stop it." Harry groans

"Ow, stop!" Harry laughs, Niall bites his neck.

"You guys are so weird." August squints

"I have to go cocksucker." Harry growls flicking Niall's eyebrow.

"Bye bitch." Niall waves, Harry closes the door.

"So," August chuckles

"So, August I'm gonna need you to stop playing around with Harry because he's been through a lot of shit and he doesn't need you fucking with his emotions quite frankly. Sorry to say." Niall huffs

"I'm not fucking with his emotions." August scoffs

"You literally flirt with people in front of him. You act like you aren't going to fuck him." Niall shrugs

"It was suppose to be a—"

"One time thing, right?" Niall scoffs

"Yeah.. but—"

"Just know that's he's sensitive even if it doesn't seem like it. Watch yourself, I don't need him crying over you especially if you don't give a shit about him." Niall says, grabbing his bag.

"He cried over me?" August asks

"I mean, you're kinda blunt and you act careless. You hurt his feelings. I have to go, I have a date at six." Niall says, walking out the door.

August scoffs, brining her knees to her chest.

"I'm not careless." August scoffs, but you are.