Little // Narry (mpreg) ✔

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Song of the Chapter: Talk About It - Erik Hassle

Its been a couple months and everything seemed as it was going alright. Niall was happy and content. He didn't have any fits even in his child state of mind.

Harry was able to avoid drama with his father and ex. Well he was able to avoid him and that was a plus for them.

Harry enjoyed being around Niall. It made his heart swell every time the boy did something that was remotely cute the boy's heart would swell.

Harry was feeling certain things toward Niall. He felt conflicted about these feelings. He wanted to tell Niall but he wasn't sure how to tell him. That and he had butterflies in his stomach every time he saw the boy. God he felt like a lovestruck mess.

He eventually grew up the courage to tell Niall how he feels. He was waiting in the bedroom for Niall to return from the bedroom. He felt as if each second would draw on longer and longer. Eventually his heart skipped a beat hearing the door to the bathroom opened.

Harry looked over when he saw the blonde enter the room and gave a smile to him. Niall smiled back and walked to the bed. Harry couldn't help but to stare at Niall which made Niall look to Harry. "What are you looking at?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

Harry shook his head to try to get his thoughts out of his head. "Uh nothing." He said. "Um Niall can I ask you something?" He asked

"Yes?" He asked looking up with a raised eyebrow. Harry gulped, this was it.

"Um...you promise not to be mad?" He asked. Niall just shook his head and looked to him curiously. "So lately...I've been feeling something. Something like...I don't know..." He said. Niall was confused.

"Harry what are you..." Niall began.

"I like you..." Harry said.

"Harry...I like you too.." Niall said.

"No...like...like like you." Harry said. Niall rose his eyebrows and made an o shape with his mouth.

"Oh..." He said before he looked to his hands.

"You...um you don't have to say anything. I mean I understand if you don't feel the same way..." Harry said.

Niall shook his head before he stood up. "I...I just need time to put this together." He said with a sigh. Harry nodded and Niall left the room. Harry sighed and felt dread now more than that butterfly feeling. Which made him feel fantastic.

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Harry spent the next hour in his office trying to make Niall want to love him. He stressed over it which made him even worse.

He looked up when Liam came in to his office. "Good god you look like a mess." He said.

"Shut up." He said looking back down on his desk.

"Harry...what's wrong now?" He asked sitting in front of him. Harry ignored him and continued to look through stuff. "Harry." Liam said sternly.

"I'm fine!" He snapped. He looked up at him with a growl. Liam sighed and gave him a look back. "Its Niall." He said

"Uh oh is he mad at you?" He asked. Harry shook his head. "You mad at him?" Harry shook his head once more. "He um...ugh I don't know." He said.

"I told him I love him and he said he had to think about it." He said. Liam rose his eyebrows and he chuckled.

"Why so worried about it?" He asked

"I...I don't know..." Harry said before putting his head on his desk.

"You know what helps?" Liam asked causing the curious Harry to peak to him with one eye. "Taking him somewhere nice." Liam said.

Harry bit his lip and mentally cursed at himself for not thinking that. It was plain and simple and perfect. Harry nodded and stood up.

"That sounds perfect. Tell Niall we're going out in an hour." He said before hurrying off to his room.

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"You really didn't have to do this Harry." Niall insisted. Harry shook his head as he pulled up to the really fancy restaurant. Niall bit his lip and looked to Harry. He wondered what he could be doing.

Harry chose a decent parking spot and the two walked in. They were seated not too long and given menus. "So Harry..." Niall said

"Hm?" Harry asked as he looked through the selection of wines.

"Is there a reason you're doing this?" Niall asked about the whole restaurant thing. Harry shrugged and looked to Niall.

"Just thought it be nice to go out." He said. Niall gave a slight nod and remained quiet until they ordered the wine and their food.

They ended up having an amazing night. Niall wasn't as antzy about the whole situation and Harry had that beautiful smile plastered on his face. Niall felt comfortable and he enjoyed that.

"Gosh I'm stuffed.." Niall said with a huff as he finished his food. Harry smiled at him with his head on his hands, already finishing his salad he had.

"Have some room for any desert?" Harry asked. Niall became hesitant but he sighed.

"As long as you eat some of it." He replied.

Harry nodded "Deal." He said.

They soon got a delicious piece of pie which they finished quickly and then they were left with the bill. Niall caught a glimpse of it and his eyes widened and looked to Harry.

"Harry..." He said in a stern tone.

"Relax." Harry assured putting his card in the bill. Which was picked up by the waitress.

"I don't see why you spend your money on me." Niall said with a sigh.

"Because I want to." Harry assured. He smiled to the waitress who returned the card and receipt and told them to have a good night. They both nodded and headed to the car.

"I had an amazing time." Niall said with a small smile. Harry looked to Niall and grinned.

"Well I'm glad." He said as he pulled out. As they drove there was silence. Harry was focused on the road while Niall thought about Harry and him. He bit his lip, was what he thinking the right thing

When they got home they got out and Harry stopped Niall before they walked in. "I wanted to let you know that you don't have to rush your decision..." Niall interrupted him with his lips against his.

Niall realized what he was doing and he pulled back with a blush. "I...I..." He began before he began to walk in. Harry stopped him and pulled him close.

"I like it when you kiss me." He said. Before he kissed Niall again. Niall was surprised, but was soon kissing back.

Niall's mind told him this was wrong. His heart was too busy beating rapidly to say otherwise. He was a mess.