Holy Ground (Zianourry) (BOYXBOYXBOYXBOYXBOY)

And You Skip The Conversation

Liam's P.O.V.

"This is a bad idea."

"No it's not, Harry."

"Yes it is, Liam- don't knock on the door! Oh my god. You knocked on the door."

As Harry and I waited outside Niall's door, Harry bouncing on his feet in anxiety, I start to wonder if maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

"Go away. Both of you." Comes a muffled voice from the other side of the door.

"C'mon, Ni! We just wanna talk." I say as I lean my head against his door.

I hear a dramatic sigh and then emphasised footsteps before I hear the door unlock and see the left side of Niall's face through the small crack in the door he's made.

"About what?" The small boy asks.

I gives the boy a pleading look before he finally opens the door the rest of the way and follows us to the living room.

Harry and I sit down on the love seat and Niall sits in the recliner to the left of the couch. We just sat on our seats in silence before Niall broke it.

"Why did you wanna talk?"

I to look at Harry and saw how nervous he was and knew I was going to have to be the one to do this.

I sigh and turn to Niall and say, "we were wondering if..." I turn and see Harry nod. "You would like to be our boyfriend?"

Niall looks at me dumbfounded. "Boyfriend? Both of you?"

Harry nod and says, "I've already talked to you, Niall. I no know this can work. If you'll just let it."

Niall looks at Harry then back at me then at his lap. He repeats this about five times before settling his eyes on me and saying, "okay."

Harry sits forward a bit more and sputters out, "Are you serious? Did I hear you correctly?"

Niall chuckles and nods. "If you heard okay then yeah. You heard correctly. You're right, Haz. This could work. I've just gotta be willing to try."

After that, Harry got up, grabbed Niall's hand, pulled him to the couch and cuddled all of us together and that was how we stayed for the rest of the night. Just cuddling and watching movies.