Two Angels [h.s]

105

Wearing black legging flares and a dark red long sleeve I'm currently on Harry's back as he gives me a piggyback ride.

He's wearing jeans and a black shirt like usual as we make our journey. I put my sunglasses back on with my cheek pressed against his.

He smiles as I kiss his cheek multiple times. We walk down the upstairs hall. "And be warned, Niall was talking about making an at-home band."

Harry grunts, "he did?"

"He promoted you to drummer." and It would be a surprise if Niall was kidding. He's been wanting to do this for years.

"At least you can sit on my lap." Grinning from ear to ear I laugh out loud as he walks down the steps. "You can bang on shit with me."

"I can kiss you this way!"

"Good." he smiles, "can't never not be around you."

I kiss his jaw, "I know."

Whether it was sitting on his lap in a race car.

Carrying me everywhere.

Or hugging me close in bed, we've never not been together.

In fact, we've never even had a fight. Only once so long ago.

"Hey Harry?" he hums in response. I swallow, "what about my library?"

He stops on the stairs. "I'm sure your assistant will make sure it stays open. "

"But-" don't cry, don't cry.

"Ill buy you another one when this shits over." squeezing my leg I only slump into his neck as he walks down into the kitchen. My eyes scrunch when I realize they're playing poker. Harry doesn't let me down as I give myself ten seconds to sulk. "What are you guys doing?"

"Poker, Albert Einstein, what does it look like?" Niall turns to face us. "What's with the backpack?"

"I'm sulking," I mutter and he only nudges his head.

"Sit beside me. I'll give you a pep talk. Emptying Harry's pockets will make you feel better."

I laugh, "I'd rather empty your pockets."

"Evil."

Harry bends down and I slowly slip to my feet. He turns around as I try to balance myself without his help but he holds on to my wrists anyways. "Do you have two left shoes or something? Do I need to buy you another pair?"

I lean into his hold as he keeps me up. "Yes, please. I'm a size seven." I giggle and he turns me around.

Walking to the table I sneak behind Niall, trying to read his cards except he places them to his chest. "What are you doing?"

I lean over his shoulder before turning my cheek to him. "Trying to see your cards. You've never lost."

"It's going to stay that way."

"Just show me." I flick my eyebrows up, "we've teamed up before."

"You're a snake. A convincing spawn of evil," he says with a smile. "Get it through your head, Sugar. I don't lose."

"I beat you in monopoly before."

His eyes go hard. "You stole from the bank."

"You were the bank and gave me the money."

"Careful or I'll steal you from Harry." he whispers in my ear, "one day we should disappear together and give Grumpy and Witch a run for their money."