Be My Dandelion

Unit A: Subsection 6

Harry lazily walked to his kitchen, rubbing his eyes and was ready to yawn when he was taken aback by the presence of another person in the room. Harry jumped back.

"Good morning, sweetcheeks," Niall said winking, glasses resting on his nose. Harry had forgotten Niall stayed over the previous night.

"Jesus Christ, Niall. You scared the hell out of me," Harry widened his eyes in hopes of feeling more awake. It didn't really work.

"Zayn's coming over, too," Niall said, sipping his coffee as he read through a newspaper.

Harry watched him, more weirded out by the scene in front of him "Alright," he kept looking at Niall intensely.

"What, man?" Niall's eyes didn't leave the newspaper.

"Since when do you wear glasses?" Harry was resting against the counter, arms crossed.

"They suit me, don't they?" Niall smirked proudly, finally averting his gaze to his friend. "I thought they'd make me look more sophisticated. They're not actually prescribed."

"Oh, God," Harry let out a laugh.

"Well, I look good, don't I? I look even hotter in them." Harry laughed harder. "I know you're feeling the unbearable urge to throw yourself at me right now, but this masterpiece," Niall pointed to himself "is unfortunately only for the girls."

Harry covered his eyes with hand trying to hold back the laughter.

"Sorry," Niall shrugged and loudly slurped his coffee. There was a knock at the door.

"I hate you," Harry laughed as he proceeded to go open the door.

"Love you, too, babe!"

Harry opened the door, Zayn was standing behind it. "Good morning-" Harry paused when he took a look at Zayn. He was wearing all black, a coat, a hat and sunglasses. "Helloooo!" Harry said laughing, causing him to drag the "o". Zayn entered the place and didn't speak. Harry was trying really hard not to laugh. "May I have your coat, inspector gadget?"

Zayn took off his coat and hat, eyeing Harry, trying to keep his lips from going upwards. "Stupid."

Harry gestured towards the kitchen to indicate where they were heading.

It didn't get any better for Zayn when Niall saw him. "Oi! Does the Matrix know you escaped?"

"Very funny, grandpa." Zayn took a seat next to Niall.

Harry poured some coffee for him and Zayn. "Let me tell you, Malik, my glasses make me look extremely sophisticated. And hot."

"Yeah, right, they do," Zayn chuckled.

"Hush, kids! I didn't raise you like that!' Harry exclaimed, pointing a finger at them.

"You like... didn't raise us at all," Zayn replied.

Harry walked behind where Zayn was seated and wrapped his arms around him, "It's alright, son. I swore to protect our family with everything I got."

"You're weird!"

"Hey! Don't talk to your father like that!" Harry tried to be serious. "Plus, weird? Says the guy who's dressed as if he's undercover."

Niall nodded his head in agreement and took Zayn's sunglasses, putting them on after removing his fake ones. "What's the dress up about anyways, Mr. Bond?"

"Louis will be living with his brother for a while so I figured I shouldn't get discovered. That includes when I'm coming here to hang with you guys. You can never be careful enough," he explained as he was teaching them a lesson.