Touch (Z.S) (Rewriting)

Chapter 18.

After my little breakdown and our nap, Zayn made breakfast once again. This time it was bacon, a small serving of eggs, and waffles topped with fruits of different types. As always, it was delicious. We cuddled a bit before I decided I should head back home. 

I close the door and drag myself to the couch, flopping down on it. Suddenly, I hear footsteps running at a rapid pace and before I look up to see who it is, I hear the person yell out, "HARRRRYYYY!!!" then he jumped on top of my body. I grunt, squirming under him.

"Niall, what the hell" I laugh

He sits up on my back but I manage to turn my body around so I could look at him. Now he was sitting on my stomach. This looks like quite a sexual position and look weird if someone was to walk in but Niall and I didn't care. Then, I start to wonder if Niall has ever had a crush on me. I have to admit, I did like him before but I'm over it. This was like way back in highschool, freshman year I believe. Of course, I never made a move. I wasn't going to put our friendship at risk.

"How was Zayn?"  he asks, playing with strands of my hair

"It.. it was okay- wait, how'd you know I was with Zayn?" I raise an eyebrow

"Figured you slept over or something" he shrugs

I nod and let him continue playing with my hair. After a couple of minutes it just ended up looking like the worlds worst braid. He pecks my forehead quickly, giggling to himself. I scrunch up my nose, laughing along with him. He suddenly pulls me into a tight hug,

"Lets do something today. Just us two! Preferably at home because I don't feel like going out"

"Then lets do something! Get off me first" I playfully shove him off, causing him to fall onto the ground so he's laying down on his stomach. I burst into laughter when he starts groaning. "Aw, Niall! Sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you" I cover my mouth, trying to muffle the giggles escaping my lips. Niall pushes himself up so he's sitting up. There was still and crooked smile on his face.

"I'm gonna get you back, watch it curly" he chuckles, a mischievous smirk on his face.

"What are you gonna do huh, ya' Irish twink" I smirk

"I'm not a twink!!"

"That time I walked in on you and Ashton says otherwise-"

"Shut up!"

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Now we're on the couch, arguing whether my first pet was a fish or a hamster. I swear I had a hamster first but Niall keeps saying I had a fish first. "Hamster!" "Fish!!" "It was a damn hamster!". Should I also add that both of us were stripped down to our pants? Not that important. We're playing a game he found on youtube where we ask each other questions and everytime you get one wrong you need to take an atricle of clothing off. The thing we changed up is that if you get the wrong answer, you take an article of clothing off, but if you got it right, the other person had to take an article of clothing off. It was more extreme.

"No! I remember in the 4th grade you had a hamster and when I was in 2nd grade you had a fish! You overfed it and I laughed at you then you threw a toy car at my face!" Niall argues. I freeze for a second, trying to remember. Oh shit, he's right...

I groan, wiggling out of my pants as Niall laughs in victory. I roll my eyes playfully, tossing my pants to the side. Now his turn to ask a question. If I get this wrong, I'm naked, but if I get it right, we both have an even chance of getting naked. Knowing Niall, he's probably going to ask me what his great great grandfathers blood type is or something.

"Now now... What grade was I in when I pulled that prank that almost got me expelled?" Niall smirks

God Dammit Niall. I sit there, thinking for a while. I remember the prank, just need to remember when he pulled it... One year, he had a very annoying and rude science teacher so he decided to teach him a lesson. He had left his coffee out and he wasn't in the class so Niall mixed salt and ketchup into his coffee. Niall proudly confessed it was him. He almost got expelled but a bunch of people signed a petition to let him stay because he was a hero in all the seniors eyes. It was pretty cool considering he wasn't even a senior yet. Wait...

"You were a junior!" I say quickly

He groans, his bottom lip poking out so he was pouting. Success! He slides off his pants. I raise my eyesbrows when I see the tight boxer briefs he had on. Was he gonna see Ashton today or something? Could he even breath correctly in those? They looked really uncomfortable. I wear tight boxer briefs for the sake of being more comfortable in skinny jeans but they were never that tight. He catches me staring and smirks,

"Take a picture Harry, might last longer" he chuckles

"Shut up! Why are your underwear so... tight?" Finally, time to embarass him... "Gonna visit Ashton or something?" 

His face flushes and he groans, grabbing a pillow and throwing at my face. He didn't use much force so it didn't hurt at all. Most of the times he would whack me with a pillow until I was curled up on the ground and he'd keep laughing then apologize after. I laugh, holding the pillow close to my body. "Now... final question... do I prefer tattoos or piercings on a person?" I smirk. I told him this years ago and never bothered to mention it again, I don't think. I was a tattoo's person.

Niall scoffs, "tattoos, obviously!"

Well damn. Either he has good memory, he guessed, or picked up a pattern.  I groan and Niall follows by jumping up and doing a small and ridiculous victory dance. I pull my boxers off, pouting. I cross my arms over my chest. I really felt confident about that one, but I guess that was a really easy question. 

"Now carry me upstairs so we can cuddle, slave!" Niall smiles innocently.

I raise an eyebrow, "We never said anything abo-"

"Do it!"

"Fine, fine!"

I push myself off of the couch and scoop Niall into my arms. I make my way to my room, a smirk spread across Niall's face. "I'm not cuddling with you naked, I'm gonna put on some underpants first." I say then toss him onto the bed. He squeals then he starts laughing. I roll my eyes at him playfully and put on the first pair of boxers I find.

Getting comfortable in bed, Niall pulls me close to him. A yawn escapes Niall's mouth then shortly after, one escapes mine. I close my eyes, relaxing into Niall. Times like these were my favorite. I loved how Niall and I could do all these things together even as just friends. Obviously, we never kiss each other (at least on the lips) or anything further than that. I couldn't ask for a better friend. I was lucky to have Niall.

I knew that as long as I had Niall, I could still be happy.

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Sorry for taking forever to update again... school... tests coming up and all... loads of homework... I'm still sorry though. I don't mean to make you wait too long for updates. Sorry that this chapter is extremely short too! 

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