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Harry stirs awake, smiling widely when he sees Niall's cute face inches away from his. He reaches up to caress his cheek softly before leaning forward to press a kiss on his pink lips. "Baby," He whispers against his lips, pecking his mouth lightly. "I'm only going to keep kissing you if you don't wake up." He mumbles against his lips.

"Don't wanna wake up yet, pet." Niall keeps his eyes closed, loving being loved on. "Let me sleep."

"My mum and Gemma will be here soon," He reminds him, finding his sleepy grumpiness adorable. "Come on love, open those pretty blue eyes." His thumb lightly brushing under his eye.

Niall holds back giggles, the ticklish feeling of Harry pressing kisses all over his face and down to his neck making it hard to fall back asleep. He finally opens his eyes and is met with Harry's gorgeous eyes, it takes his breath away. "You're really pretty, H."

Harry blushes, smiling down at him and kissing him once again. "Thanks baby, I love you." He wraps his arm over his waist to pull him closer. "And, you're really pretty as well."

"I love you," He smiles as he leans in to kiss him properly. "Can we go back to sleep?" He whines against his lips.

"No, now come on." He sits up, grinning down at a pouting Niall taking a hold of his hand. "Don't you want to help Gem plan her wedding?" He runs his thumb over Niall's gold ring.

Niall sits up with excitement in his eyes, a wide smile plastered on his face. "Course!" He had forgotten today was a very important day for Gemma. "I've always wanted to help plan a wedding, ya know?" He's quick to get out of bed and change into some jeans and a jumper.

"That was fast." Harry chuckles to himself, slowly putting on a hoodie and jeans. "Baby," He tries to get his attention.

"I reckon I can be a wedding planner." He says as he walks into the bathroom, Harry following behind.

"You can be whatever you want to be, love." He goes over to the sink to brush his teeth as Niall takes a wee.

"I'm honored she asked me for help," Niall starts humming a song, thinking about how he'd want his wedding to be like.

"I mean, you've got great taste." He looks at him through the mirror, smiling widely at how pretty he looked.

"I'm have to take a notepad with me," He mumbles, washing his hands and reaching for his toothbrush.

"You can do it on your cell, baby." Harry rinses his mouth, placing his toothbrush back.

"Oh! I can also take me film camera for the memories." Niall says excitedly, not paying much attention to Harry.

"That's a great idea," He chuckles, he waits for him to finish brushing his teeth before turning him around so he could face him. "Will you pay attention to me?"

"What?" He snaps his eyes up, tilting his head in confusion.

"You're lucky you're cute." He bops his nose, his hands resting on Niall's waist.

"Sorry, I'm just so excited to be here in Ireland planning Gem's wedding." He gives him a sheepish smile.

Harry gets lost in those blue, blue eyes. He couldn't believe such gorgeous person was his, and to think he could've lost his chance for being so stupid. Just the thought of losing him makes him pull Niall closer. "I love you."

Niall raises to his tiptoes to kiss him, his fingers tangling to Harry's waves. "I love you." He says between kisses.

"Maybe we should head back to bed-" He gets interrupted by the sound of the gate buzzer.

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