DADDY'S LITLLE ANGEL // NARRY AU

Chapter 11// Surprise me

The next morning, Niall woke up with a smile on his face. Harry was lying next to him, and his curls were in front of his face. It looked totally messed up, but somehow, Harry could pull it off.

Hot people, Niall thought.

Life is so damn easy when you're hot.

He got up and decided to be a good boyfriend and make breakfast for both of them. Nothing too special, some eggs or something. As he opened the fridge, the emptiness fell over him. Ow yeah. Harry was supposed to get groceries today.

He still managed to find some eggs and made two omelets, deciding to just make coffee to go with it. He could go for bacon, but naaah. Too much work.

As he made the omelets, he put on some nice music to start the day off right. He put his ears in and softly started singing the words his iPod blasted in his ear.

'I used to rule the world, sees would rise as I gave the word. Now in the morning I sleep alone, sweep the streets I used to own.'

'Sounds pretty great.'

Niall jumped three meters high and turned around, clutching his chest to calm his beating hard.

'Harry! You scared the fuck out of me!'

Harry just laughed and winked.

'No swea-' he started, but Niall cut him off.

'No swearing, I know.'

Harry clutched his stomach, laughing way harder than necessary.

'It's not funny, you know!' Niall yelled out.

'Oh, but it is,' Harry said, ruffling Niall's hair.

Now, to Niall, his hair meant about as much as the crown jewels meant to the Queen, so he did not really like anyone messing with it. Even if that certain person were to be his extremely hot boyfriend/roomie.

'I hate you,' Niall said.

'No you don't.'

'Yes, I do.'

'Niaaaaaal,' Harry whined.

'You know you love me.'

'I want to shoot you.'

Harry pouted and placed his hand on his heart, pretending to be hurt by Niall's statement.

'Niall! I thought you loved me!'

'Wow,' Niall was very unimpressed. 'Never knew you could think.'

'That was too sarcastic, even for you.'

'Sorry about it,' Niall said.

'No, you're not.'

'You're right. I'm not.'

Harry took the pan with omelets of the stove and placed it on the counter.

'Breakfast time.'

Niall wanted to sit down and eat his eggs, but Harry stopped him by placing his long arms around Niall's chest and captivating him.

'Nialllll,' he whined. 'Say you love me.'

Niall rolled his eyes and tried to free himself, failing miserably.

'I don't wannaaaa,' Niall said, imitating Harry's childlike behavior.

'Say it!'

'Nooooooo.'

Suddenly, the atmosphere turned from playful to sexy, and the air seemed to get thicker every second.

Niall noticed Harry's strong jawline and almost drooled, thinking about how he wanted to lick it.