loving you feels so right

8.

Two weeks later, Harry asks Niall to make their 'relationship' official.

Niall agrees with little persuasion. He's grown quite fond of Harry, even if he is apprehensive of him and his actions.

But who can blame him?

He thinks he can trust Harry, he's not given him any reason not to over the past 6 weeks.

They've gotten to know each other a lot more too, there's been many dates since Harry's meeting, just so that they can get to know each other. But only Harry and his management know that it's for publicity.

Niall's been constantly hounded by Grace every time he's gone out Harry, or if he's been pictured with him. She's always demanding to be told the details of the date. Niall always blushes when it's brought up.

So in compromise to getting Grace to stop hassling him, he invited her to Harry's house party, bearing in mind she gets a baby sitter for the night.

He doesn't think that he's seen her grab her phone so quickly.

The only downfall is that Grace has been non stop squealing since they got into the taxi, she's been tugging on Niall's jacket all night.

Niall's wearing a navy blue jacket, white top and his trusted skinny jeans, along with his favourite pair of white converse. He doesn't really know if there's a certain dress code for his party, but seeing as its Harry he's making himself look nice.

Ever since they began their relationship, Niall's been making sure that he looks presentable; and making sure he looks like the correct person for Harry to be seen with, and god forbid if they were papped together.

Grace's hand is threaded through his as they walk up to Harry's front door. He's never actually been inside of his house but from what it looks like on the outside, he's not going to be disappointed.

His house is more like a mansion, it's like a perfect house for an eligible bachelor like Harry. Perfectly presented- a couple of his infamous cars parked on the driveway, pebbles and stepping stones leading up to the doorstep.

Niall can hear the music thumping from outside, the bass is already vibrating underneath his feet. And he's quite surprised that there isn't the stereotypical couple snogging each other's face off on the driveway. There's no cups chucked everywhere, but then again Niall seems to forget that this isn't a university party.

He knocks on the door twice before someone eventually opens the door; Liam's the one to answer, a smile stretched across his face, a beer clutched in his hand.

"Niall, hi, come in." He steps aside to let the pair in the house.

There's a faint smell of weed in the air, which hits him as soon as he steps through the door.

"Liam this is Grace, my roommate-"

"And best friend of him" She buts in, holding her hand out for Liam to shake. He chuckles and shakes her hand, both of them exchanging pleasantries.

"Harry's through in the kitchen, you should really try his cocktails mate. They're ace." He chuckles and drags Niall and Grace into said kitchen.

There's murmurs and stares being thrown at Niall's way when he enters and he feels a bit paranoid. There's quite a few people crowded in Harry's kitchen and Niall can already see the boy everybody is fawning over- him included. His hair is pulled up into a bun; which is a change to him because he's used to seeing him with his hair flowing freely, and Niall thinks could he possibly couldn't get any more attractive.

"Niall! I was wondering when I'd see your face. Here, try this. You can be my guinea pig." Harry exclaims pushing a colourful looking drink into his hand and pressing a kiss to Niall's cheek.