loving you feels so right

21.

For such a short flight form Dublin back to London, it seemed to drag and it made Niall become a bit agitated. It didn't help that he was eager to see Harry. Seeing his interview from the other day made him realise just how much he loved Harry, and how much he was willing to be with Niall. He went out of his way to out his manipulative management, sacrificed his career and all he worked for just to show Niall how sorry he was.

He couldn't wait to see him.

Luggage collection and customs didn't take as long as had expected it too. Which made Niall a tad bit more relieved than before, he just wanted to scream from the rooftops that he forgives Harry.

He had hit on a taxi straight away, he climbed quite eagerly in which resulted in him tripping over the middle section of the car. He told the driver where to go to and they were off.

For the first time in a while, Niall had butterflies in his stomach. It feels like the first date he had with Harry, but this feels like a way bigger commitment on his end.

His palms begin sweating when the taxi pulls up into the all too familiar driveway. There's another car which isn't Harry's parked there, but he doesn't care about that, he cares more about the boy on the other side of the door. The nerves are beginning to settle in as soon as he pays the taxi driver and collects his luggage from the boot of the cab.

He takes a deep breath in, takes in all of his surroundings and makes a start towards the door. Niall hopes that no one can hear his suitcase being rolled, even though the task is harder than it looks. It's not easy dragging it across a whole load of pebbles.

The door is directly in front of him now, waiting to be knocked on and opened. His nervousness and anxiety is sky high right now, his heart hammering against his chest and feels like it's going to break through his ribs and skin.

He reluctantly brings his hand up to the door, hand formed into a fist. He retracts his hand away from the door because is this the right thing to do? Is he ready to forgive Harry for everything? What will Harry do when he comes to the door? What will he do when he sees Harry? Will he cry? Will he run into his arms?

There's only one way to find out right now.

So, he tries again, more braver than before. He raises his hand to the door and gives it a firm knock on it twice. No going back now, people know someone's at the door.

He can hear rustling from behind and the sound of a key getting twisted into the lock, and he's met with someone who he doesn't recognize at all.

She looks pretty though, blonde wavy hair that falls just past her shoulders- quite like Harry's and that's when it clicks, he looks at her face properly and she's got the same dimply smile as her brother. She's got a massive smile on her face before she lunges forward and tackles Niall into a hug.

"I thought you'd never come back" She murmurs into his sweater.

She pulls away and wipes at her eyes, chuckling softly.

"Sorry. I know we've never met but Harry's told me everything, I'm Gemma"

Niall chuckles.

"I could tell, you're the double" He states, smiling at her slightly.

"Gem, whose at the- Niall?" Niall looks up to be met with another set of emerald green eyes.

The eyes he fell in love with.

"I'll leave you two to it, it was nice meeting you Niall."

"You too Gemma" She turns around and whispers something inaudible into Harry's ear, but he nods his head.

Harry cautiously steps forward so that he's directly in front of him. He scans over Niall's body, clearly in disbelief that he's here standing right in front of him.

Their eyes meet and Niall feels like he falls more in love with Harry right there, he can see the bags underneath his eyes probably from lack of sleep- the guilt must've been eating him up. Harry looks like he's having an internal debate with himself, Niall can see his hands twitching, can tell he wants to cradle Niall's face, wants to rest his hands on his hips. So he does the deciding for him.

"You gonna kiss me or what?"

Niall has this shit eating grin etched onto his face, Harry lets out a sigh of relief and chuckles slightly before stepping forward, cupping Niall's face with his hands and presses his lips on his. Niall instantly melts into the kiss, wrapping his arms tightly around Harry's neck to haul him further. This is the perfect moment for them, mouths moulding together sloppily but the pair wouldn't have it any other way.

They break away breathing heavily and panting, looking at each other with adoration and hearts beating in sync with each other.

"I can't believe you came back, I thought I'd lost you forever" Harry confesses, a sad look on his face.

"You'd never lose me Harry, I love you too much to let myself be away from you." Niall presses another kiss to his lips.

"I love you too baby, I promise I won't hurt you again"

"Strangely enough I believe you, because you know why?" Niall asks a wide grin stretched across his face.

"Why?"

"Because loving you feels so right."

fin.