Dark Narry (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 17

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Harry~

I lied on top of the smooth grass, feeling the beautiful flowers surrounding us. I turn on my side and support my head up with my hand, letting my elbow handle the weight.

"Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?"

Niall shrugs. "Way."

I snort. "Yeah? Where?"

He peers at me. "I've seen you, haven't I?"

I blush, lying back down. "The sky is so blue. Do you think there is anything up there?"

"What do you mean?"

"Heaven. I know there is a Heaven up there, waiting for me."

"Not too soon I hope."

"Of course not. Do you believe in it?"

"I don't need to. I have mine."

"You have what?"

"My Heaven. You are my Heaven."

I grin widely, hearing the tune in my head. "You sound like Ron Pope."

"Hey!" He laughs. "That's a great song."

"I know it is." I begin to hum to myself, scooting closer to him as I lace my fingers with his. "Cause you are my Heaven," I sang.

"I love you, Harry."

"I love you too, Niall."

I flutter my eyes open, feeling strong arms wrapped around my stomach. I caught myself smiling knowing he stayed here with me through the whole night. I realized this is the first time I woke up in his arms. Other mornings, he was gone. I liked it way better like this.

"Harry?" A droned Irish man asks. I loved when he said my name. Sounded so much better coming out of his mouth.

"Yes?" I turned to face him, my face burrowing in his chest. I leave a couple kisses, pulling myself up closer to his face.

"You didn't yell. You aren't crying. No nightmares I'm guessing?" He questions, his eyes half open.

He was right. I didn't have a nightmare. I guess knowing Niall was there with me made me feel secure instead if frail. "No. No nightmares."

"What did you dream about?"

I pecked him in the lips. Might as well tell him the truth. "You." One day, I can tell him the whole truth, just not now.

"Really? What happened?" He was wide awake now.

"Colors. I saw so many colors. And you were there lying next to me. And the sky.. I don't know. Everything was just so perfect," I explain breathlessly.

"Sounds magical. I dream about you," he confesses. His cheeks pinch a bright red.

"Good things I hope."

"Always." He leans his head down and brushes his lips against mine lightly. No tongue, no roughness, no lust. Just passion. Just a simple kiss that makes my heart race quickly.

Once he breaks away, he asks, "Would you like to come with me today?"

"Go with you where?"

"The gym. Maybe you can watch me? I know you like to." He winks, making me blush furiously.