DADDY'S LITLLE ANGEL // NARRY AU

Chapter 5// Take me

'Harryyyyyyyyy!' Niall whined, walking around his very own apartment. Well, and Harry's, but who the hell cares?

'Harryyyyyyyyyy! Where are youuuuu?'

He had an appointment with his best friend, Louis, in an hour and he wanted, no needed, the sweater he had washed last week.

Of course, when you need one sweater in particular, it is nowhere to be found.

'What, Niall?!' Harry's annoyed voice sounded from his room.

'Gotcha!' Niall thought to himself, as he made his way over to Harry's room. He opened the door. They had decided not to lock doors and stuff like that, because it was just stupid. Also, Harry had claimed that it was 'dangerous', because what if there would be a fire? What if Niall would be knocked out in his room, and Harry couldn't get in because he locked the goddamn door?

Although Niall didn't really minded. He had stopped knocking too, so that was a bigger chance he'd walk in on Harry. Yes, Niall was one very thirsty boy. Can you really blame him, though?'

As he walked in, he saw Harry lying on his bed, reading some novel. Niall really didn't get why Harry was always reading stuff. Boring as fuck, if you'd ask him.

He didn't even look up once.

'Do you know where my grey sweater is? You know the one with the black pockets?'

Now Harry lifted his head, his eyes widening once he had seen the boy in front of him. Because since Niall didn't have his sweater, he wasn't wearing a top at all.

Harry loved it a little too much.

He was staring like Niall was a goddamn alien.

He didn't even bother hiding him checking Niall out. His eyes danced over Niall's torso, lingering a bit longer on his broad chest.

'Harry?'

'Hm?'

Harry shot up, seemingly getting out of the dazed state he was in.

'Did you even hear me?'

'What were you saying?'

'You didn't even listen!' Niall pouted, crossing his arms over his chest, almost childlike.

'I'm sorry babe,' Harry replied. He hadn't really stopped giving Niall nick names, and Niall adored every single one.

Baby. Sweetheart. Love. Darling. Sunshine. Angel.

Baby, although pretty mainstream, had always been his favourite.

Maybe he liked cheesy things?

Err... what about no?

'So, as I was saying before, have you seen my grey sweater somewhere? I swear to God, it was just on the chair in the living room yesterday and now it's gone.'

Harry, now not as interested since Niall's arms were shielding his body from Harry's view, actually listened this time.

'Nope, haven't seen it. It's gone with the wind. Deal with it.'

He then took his book and started reading again.

'You cannot be serious! There are only two of us living here, Harry! The spiders can't have stolen it!

'Don't underestimate those horrible creatures, Ni.'

'I swear to God, you're gonna be the death of me.'

'As long as we're having fun dying, I wouldn't mind, if you know what I mean', Harry said, only looking up once to wink at Niall cheekily.

'Gosh!' Niall called out, getting agitated with life. He had to be somewhere! He couldn't just go naked!