désir // narry

Chapter 9

Ok guys BIG THINGS are going to happen in this chapter just a heads up beforehand! I really hope you enjoyed this cause I had a lot of fun writing it! xx

(PS: I really don't have a ton of knowledge in *american* football so I chose the two teams that I knew of. I just really liked the idea of it so I decided to play off of it ;P)

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Harry's POV:

The weeks after we got back from London have been great. The boys and I have been hanging out a lot, and I think I'm beginning to act more comfortably around Niall. I wouldn't say things are perfect- cause there's always moments for me to be awkward, but I think I've grown more relaxed. I just hope it stays this way...

Today's Super Bowl Sunday and we're all gathering at my place for a little party for ourselves. Even though it's not an English tradition, we like to celebrate it cause we like the sport.

I'm actually really excited because Liam, Zayn, and Louis are all having their girlfriends over since they haven't seen them in ages. The good thing is that means Niall and I can spend more time alone which is always a plus in my opinion!

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"So who do ya think is going to take the win Harry?" Zayn asked as he helped set up the snacks for the game.

"I'm gonna have to say the Red Skins! What about you?"

"The Ravens, duh!" he says as if I should know the outcome.

"I doubt it but whatever you think mate," I say chuckling. Perrie is in the living room watching the telly until we're finished and the rest of the gang arrives. Which, should be soon since it's almost 6:00.

Just as I think of that, I hear the doorbell ring out in the main room. I drop what I'm preparing and wipe my hands to go answer it. I open the door to meet the blue eyes that I've desired for too long. His smile is so wide it's as if it's plastered on his face.

"Hi Harry," he says in a quiet voice. He hesitates for a moment, bringing his arms up from his pocket, then instead gives me a pat on the shoulder.

"Hey Niall," I smile gingerly and step back to let him in.

"Perrie is watching the television if you want to join her mate. Zayn and I are making snacks in the kitchen," I tell him as he hangs his jacket up revealing a loose white tank top along with his Ravens cap and tight blue jeans. Damn...

"Snacks? Can I help?!" he asks eagerly. I should've known he'd want to help.

"Sure c'mon in," I say leading him into the kitchen. "Here, if you can put the vegetables onto this tray that'd be great," I ask motioning towards the tray I have set on the counter.

"Okay! Hey Zayn," he replies and gives Zayn a big slap on the back making him loose his focus.

"Christ Niall! I'm using a knife!" he says laughing. Niall throws his head back and carries on to the counter. I watch as his cute little bum sways with each step. The muscles in his legs look huge- even through his jeans. I can see his milky skin through the arm holes in his shirt, all the way to his waistline. Sometimes I just can't get over how perfect he is...

"Harryyy?" Zayn says dragging out the y to get my attention.

"Oh- uh, what?" I say averting my stare from Niall's body to the Bradford boy.

"I said I finished with the sandwiches. Can I go join Perrie?"

"Oh yeah, of course. You don't have to ask. Thanks for the help," I thank him and make my way to the cupboard to get the plates out. Zayn nods and heads into the living room.