Niall's POV
I pulled the cardboard box shut and looked around the bare room. All my things are now finally packed after a week of getting everything in the boxes. It feels strange to be moving. I know I'll miss Theo a lot. But hopefully he can stay at our house. Our house. it feels so good to say that. Harry couldn't stop smiling when I told him I was ready. I want to live with him. I'm actually going to live with Harry. We're going to live together. Harry and me! Can you believe it!? I certainly can't. And, we're going to have a son. Harry arranged for the papers to be signed for myself to be the second parent guardian of Ben. I'm a fucking dad! I still don't understand how I got here. I was able to take Theo out on day trips or take a small trip to the supermarket to get some groceries to help out and I would never have thought I would do anything I can do now. I can finally step outside without having a panic attack. Ah, I certainly do not miss those.
In other news...Harry is all I can think about. Harry Harry Harry Harry. my brain is all Harry. Or H as I like to call him. H. My H. He's grown out his hair so it's hanging flawlessly just above his shoulders, still with the curls I've always been so infatuated with and so...so...so soft. So soft. To be able to run my hands through his hair as he hums in content while we lay in the king sized bed, cuddling and clinging to each other as if our lives depended on it...yeah...I love my life. He explained to me how he became head of the police force and how many offenders he has caught, and all the horrible things this world has come to as well. It's horrendous. But there's really nothing that can be done to a person's personality. They're just fucking nut cases. That's it.
"Niall!" I jumped and looked to see Ben running towards me, along with Theo who hugged my legs and Harry leaning against the door frame, his arms crossed across his chest and a smirk playing on his lips. I blushed and tasseled the two young boys' hair, telling them to run along as Harry pushed off the door frame with his shoulder. He wrapped his strong arms around my waist and I rested my head on his chest, humming happily.
"Hey babe". I smiled in content and traced the showing area of his chest from his open shirt. Harry hummed and kissed my hair. "You ready?" I took a deep breath and pulled back a little to look up at him and nod.
"Yeah". He kissed me quickly and grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers and pulling me to the car. "But the boxes!"
"Don't worry babe, I got them. Just buckle Ben in for me" He walked back inside and Ben came running out, obviously excited as he bounced with joy. I picked him up and say him in the car seat, pulling his seatbelt on.
"Harry says he is very happy now". I frowned at Ben. "He say he misses you a lot". I tried to fight a smirk. "He would not stop talking about you! I find it very funny when Liam would yell at him to shut up about Niall already". I chuckled and closed the car door, getting in the passenger seat. Harry came out shortly after with Greg, putting the boxes in the boot, even though there really wasn't much for me to pack, I had at least five or six of them. The boot closed and Harry got in the drivers seat, starting the engine and rolling my window down as Greg leaned in.
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The Boy Next Door (boyxboy)
FanficNiall Horan is a 23 year old man who has Agoraphobia. He is afraid of leaving his home because that's the only place he feels safe from any harm. Therefore, he doesn't leave his house. Harry Styles is a 17 year old boy who's mother has recently pas...