DADDY'S LITLLE ANGEL // NARRY AU

Chapter 16// Promise me

When Niall woke up, the cold fell over him like rain falls in your face, and he was lying there, alone in an empty bed.

The fuck?

For a second there, Niall became scared.

What if they weren't alright? What if their fight wasn't really over? What if Harry had changed his mind, and wanted to leave?

Or even worse, what if their night together hadn't meant anything? For Niall, it had been the best thing to ever happen to him. It had been perfect, and the picture of Harry kissing him passionately would be stuck on his mind until the day he died.

But what if for Harry, it had been nothing but sex?

Of course, he had said that he loved Niall, but what did three words really mean?

No fucking shit. Every single person that had cared about him, friends and family, had said that to him multiple times, but after a while, they all left him with an 'I'm sorry, you are not what I want and need in my life anymore'. He always ended up crying himself to sleep.

And he had sworn to himself to never get that close to anyone again. Yet here he was, tears in his eyes, clothes on the floor from his wild night.

He had thought Harry was different.

But maybe, he was wrong.

But Niall's negative thoughts were pushed aside when he heard stumbling from the hallway, and a half naked Harry walked in with two bowls of corn flakes.

'Morning, babe. I wanted to make you breakfast on bed, but we both know that I would have burnt down the kitchen if I would've tried to bake an egg.'

He put both bowls down on the bedside table, and lied down under the covers with Niall once again. He scooted closer and wrapped his hands around the blonde boy's body.

Just now, he noticed the tear rolling over Niall's check. He brushed it away with his thumb, and placed a kiss on the wet spot.

'Babe, why the hell are you crying?'

Niall only smiled as a second tear made his way down.

'Did I do something? Oh good God, did I hurt you? Please tell me I didn't hurt you!'

Harry started panicking as he brushed more tears of Niall's cheeks.

'Niall? Niall, talk to me! What did I do? Oh God!'

Niall just took Harry's face in his hands and shut him up by kissing him. As he pulled back, Harry tried to say something, but Niall placed his finger on his mouth.

'Shut up, Haz. I'm crying because I'm so freaking happy,' he said, smiling from ear to ear.

Harry smiled back at him and kissed him again.

And they lied there, talking throughout the hours of the morning, enjoying each other's company, eating their cornflakes.

And in that moment, the world could've exploded, and they wouldn't have minded. Because in that moment, all was well.

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'So what's the plan for today?' Harry asked, his head resting on Niall's chest.

'I don't know. I don't want to do anything to be honest,' Niall answered truthfully.

'Netflix and popcorn?' Harry asked, his eyes lighting up as if Niall had said they could go to Dinseyland.

'Netflix and popcorn it is.'