Girly Clothes (Narry Storan)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

*Author's P.O.V*

"Niall, you're going to make me fall on my face if you don't slow down." Harry complains loudly while tripping for the fifth time to the car.

"I'll catch you before I let that happen to your perfect little face." Niall responds before getting inside the vehicle.

Man Harry really wishes that his heart didn't scream after he heard that. He gets in the passenger, making sure his face can't be seen by him. It isn't fair how his friend can say those things and not know how much they affect him. His face is burning red for crying out loud. He restrains his body so much from leaning over and snuggling into his side then kissing his cheek. He knows that would earn him a shove then a major rejection. That's one thing he isn't good at. Receiving rejection or anything negative honestly. Most of the time he ends up very depress when things like that happen. He can't focus on his thoughts anymore since the radio is turn up a bit. He looks over at the blonde and his hearts swell so fast.

Niall is happily singing along to the song that is playing. His fingers tap on the wheel to the rhythm with his hair bouncing effortlessly. The smile on his face is so big that a small dimple can be seen in his right cheek. When he smiles, it is fill with so much of love and no worries at all. This is what make Harry want to vomit. How the hell can someone be the literal definition of an angel? This just makes him want to paste Niall's face under the definition of angel in every book and website. The world has to know that this breathtaking man walks among them as if he's normal. His fingers itches for him to grab his phone and start recording. He doesn't do it. He instead leans forward then rests his forehead against the dashboard.

The car ride after that is Niall enjoying the radio and the perfect weather. He is so caught up in his own bubble that he doesn't notice his friend practically begging for him to stop being so freaking perfect. He just thinks that his friend is too tired to enjoy the music and weather with hin like they usually do. He figures the ass whooping he's going to give him will wake him up. Just as that comes to his mind, he parks in front of his friend's place. He turns off the car then hits his friend's shoulder gently. Harry sits up then unbuckles himself when he sees that he's home. He knows that today is only going to get worse from here.

They get out of the car then head inside. Harry thinks that the blonde will give him some time to chill and do whatever he needs to get down but that doesn't happen. The moment they walk into his place he is shove against the wall. This takes him by surprise. He can't react fast enough since Niall locks the front door then proceeds in picking him up and putting him on his shoulder. Danny comes over to the two barking loudly. He follows them as they make their way to the living room. Harry let's out a scream when he is toss on the couch. He brings his knees up just as Niall is about to pounce on him. He uses his knees to push him away but he didn't expect his arm to be grab in the process.

They both fall to the floor, however, Harry ends up on his stomach with the older male on top of him. He tries to get up as fast as possible but one of his arms is grab then brought behind his back. It doesn't hurt but it doesn't feel good either. He is about to start fake being hurt when his hair is grab and his head is pull back. He bites his bottom lip as a natural reaction. If this doesn't scream sexual, then he doesn't know what will. A chill goes down his spin when he feels soft lips press to his ear. A laugh loud comes from them instead of sexual words. This makes him realize that they are supposedly fighting. He kicks his leg back, which hits Niall in back making him let go of his arm and hair.

"You didn't even give me a chance to defend myself. You're so mean to me." Harry states when he ends up on top of the laughing male out of breath.

"Don't act like you're such a saint. You didn't give me a chance either when you attacked me at work." Niall replies before he turns them over so he's on top."It doesn't matter now because I win."

"You're stronger than me and your dad taught you military combat so it's not fair." Harry whines out then freezes when his friend's face comes close to his.

"And don't you forget that but if you do I'll be happy to show you again." Niall says then sits up before getting up and walking to the backyard."Come on Danny. Let's go celebrate my victory."

Harry just stays there on the floor trying to calm his racing heart. At this point, he starts to question if the blue male knows what he's doing to him. He can't help but to let his mind imagine what it would feel like to be pin to the floor by him while they have sex. The sounds that they would make that would mix together. He shivers at that and clears his mind because he does not want to get himself aroused. He gets up from the floor then looks down at his jeans. He thanks the heavens when he notices that there is no tent in them. He has never really got so far as to imagining them doing things like that. He doesn't even smoke but he feels like he needs a cigarette.

"What I need is a nice steaming shower." Harry says to himself while walking to the bathroom with his head down.

"God Harry. Don't you hear a guy using the toilet." Niall says once the bathroom door is open but it is quickly shut again.

"I'm so sorry. I promise I didn't see anything. I was just so deep in thought that I wasn't paying attention to my surroundings." Harry rambles as he plays with his fingers.

"It's fine. I'm not mad at you. You would have saw my ass cheeks anyway if you did." Niall replies as he flushes the toilet then washes his hands.

"Okay good. Since you won our fight, how about you order us any takeout of your choice while I jump in the shower." Harry explains just as the door opens again to a grinning male.

"You aren't sneaky but I'll do it though. I'll do anything that you ask of me without question." Niall says, patting his friend's chest as he walks pass with his hand lingering there a little bit longer than it need to be.

"How nice of you." Harry says, trying to come off sarcastic as he enters the bathroom then shuts the door quickly and presses his back against it."God he's killing me softly and I'm a sucker for it."

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Well well well. Look at the two best friends being friendly with each other. 😉😉😉 Thoughts??? Predictions???

Bye.