Harry's P.O.V
His blue eyes were inches away from my face as his eyelids lower as he leaned in. I closed my eyes following his passionate gesture and tenderly kissed his soft pink lips...
I woke up with a stir. Another eclectic dream that made me confused. I woke up to seeing Niall in my room. I turned away then realized he really was in my room. I jumped up and looked his way.
"Niall?" I asked. My voice was dry and scratchy since I just woke up but I still talked to my ability.
"Hm?" He looked up at me. This was real. Niall was on a lap top and he was talking. He was wearing a white tank top and jeans with a blue snap back. He must be doing the twitcam without me. I looked at the time as Niall continued his twitcam conversation. 10:15. I really need to practice waking up earlier. I sat up and next to the Irish lad. He grinned looking at me.
"Here's Harry everyone. He finally rose and shined!" Niall exclaimed, grinning into the camera. I grinned widely to his mockery. After about 20 minutes of talking into the computer and having the twitcam, we turned it off and hanged out. I was bored, and Niall has a nice laugh. I personally love his laugh. Niall was laying on the bed, with one hand tucked under his head as he was flipping through channels on the television. I was next to him and this was my chance... to tickle him. I put my hands onto him and just tickled him, earning laughs and cries from Niall. He was trying to flinch away, but my weight forbade him. When I noticed he was losing air and his face changed color, I stopped myself. He was panting when I was done. I got off of him, even though part of me wanted to stay in contact.
"What was that for?" Niall said, chuckling.
"I can't torture you for once?" I teased. He shook his head and smiled. Niall took a candy bar out of his pocket and started to eat it. I stared at him the whole time... not intentionally. I was just fascinated by his actions for some reason. I started to notice all of his angelic and beautiful features. What are you thinking, Harry? I thought to myself.
"Did you want a bite?" Niall said, with a mouthful. I licked my lips with temptation but shook my head no. It's nice to think that he would consider even sharing his food despite he loves eating. I smiled to myself at my own wondrous thoughts.
"What?" Niall said, noticing my change of expression.
"Nothing." I mumbled. God, what is wrong with me? I pondered that question over and over again.
