Boundless Love {BoyxBoy} Narry/Ziam(Short Story)

Quick Recall

"Come on love birds, rehearsal in 15." Zayn sang through the door while banging on it, rudely waking us up.

Niall looked up at me, his eyes still dazed from sleep. "You didn't set an alarm?" He asked huskily.

"You didn't either." I huffed.

Niall laughed, "Its okay Harry. I didn't need to eat this morning." He finished sarcastically with a small smile.

Face-palm. Ugg. We don't even have time to get anything from the hotel.

I got out of bed, "I'm sorry Nialler. I should have set my alarm." I apologized.

"Harry, really, its okay." He lied as his stomach grumbled. That made me feel even guiltier as we got up and got dressed.

"Seriously Harry, its as much as your fault as it is mine." I nodded and shrugged on my coat.

Niall kissed me sweetly on the lips "Mmm, I hate that we can't do this in public." He complained as he opened the door ahead of me. I took a couple of steps away from him. The last thing I needed was the press to make something out of how close we're standing. Its a small detail but the press makes small details huge.

'I hate that part of society' I thought as we walked down the hallway, neither of each other not even looking at each other.

The minute the elevator doors shut around us, (Niall and I being the last ones in the elevator) I put my arms around Niall;s waist.

Paul looked down at my incriminating arm and smiled sadly, "Congradualtions on finally getting some sense knocked into you." He commented.

"What do you mean?" Niall asked.

Liam snorted and Paul, Zayn, Louis, and the three security guards in the elevator rolled their eyes. I guess it was a pretty big elevator...

"Duh." Zayn said, "Its obvious how much you two wanted each other."

Niall grinned up at me and shrugged innocently.

"But management won't like it." Paul said.

I glared at him.

"Just saying." He shrugged.

"Your right." I sighed. Niall and I looked at each other and I reluctantly pulled my hand from his waist.

And so our journey begins.

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Rehearsals lasted FOREVER. I'm just glad I've never consisted a solo career, because rehearsing alone would be even more painful.

It was pretty late in the afternoon when we finally got out of rehearsals. We had picked up breakfast that morning on the way to rehearsals, but we didn't get time to eat lunch.

We had about an hours time to kill at the hotel before we had to leave to the concert.

"We should get food." Niall suggested.

"We could go to the vending machines." I said.

"No. I want actual food. Lets order room service." Niall said stubbornly.

"Okay." I agreed.

Niall plopped down on the bed and picked up the hotel phone. He dialed and ordered several things. I rolled my eyes. Niall and his food...enough said.

A couple minutes later there was a knock on the door, we opened it and a lady came in with a cart filled with food. But when food came, as did the bill. Nialls face lit up when he saw the food but dimmed when he saw the bill. Dang, this hotel was expensive.