Winning His Heart (Narry Fanfic)

Meeting blondie.

"Seatbelts on?" Anne asked adjusting her seat and mirror.

"Yeah I'm good" Harry mumbles in a annoyed attitude.
"Yessss lets go" Gemma said in a singingful way.

Anne pulled out of the drive and headed for Gatwick airport, there they would meet Niall.

Anne and Gemma got out of the car closing the doors after them. Harry sat stubbornly waiting, Anne looked through his window and breathed calming herself and opened the door.
"Coming?" She asks.
"I'd rather not." Harry replies in a harsh way.

Anne closes the door and buttons up her coat going inside and disappears from Harry's view. Harry takes out his phone and starts texting his bestfriend.

"Alright Lou? Never guess where I am?"

A few moments later he gets a respond.

"The Irish have landed in England today huh? If he's that bad you could always knock him out with your boxing skills ;) haha"

Harry sighs putting his phone back in his pocket and slouches back into the seat knowing in just a few moments the boy would be sitting beside him. He closes his eyes for a short moment before he hears the boot opening and slamming. He covers his ears with his hands and zips up his coat over his face.

Anne, Gemma and the boy get into the car.

"This is my son Harry, Harry this is Niall he's gonna be our guest for the year" Anne explains.

Harry groans and waves not taking his face out of his coat, Niall smiles and says hello and then looks at him for a few moments and then looks out the window silently and frowns as he knows Harry isn't pleased with his arrival, Anne pulls out and heads on the road to home.

They finally arrive home Harry takes his head out of his coat and yanks the door open pulls his body out and slams it shut, unlocking the front door and stomps upstairs to his room. He looks out the window and sees The boy and his mum getting his bags out of the car and Gemma staring at the blondie Googley eyed in love with his appearance. He shuts the blind and pulls the curtains across in temper.

A few moments later Anne pops her head into Harry's room and tells him that dinner will be ready soon, and to come set the table. Harry does what he is told.

As Harry walks into the kitchen he sees Niall helping his mum with dinner tasting and testing it with a spoon. He frowns at them as it reminds him of how his mum and him use to be a couple years ago. He slams the door to let them know that he enters the room and yanks the kitchen draw open and takes three knifes and three forks out of it, he sets the table throwing the silver forks and knifes across it and goes to walk out the room.

"There's four of us now Harry remember?" Anne says.

"I'm not eating tonight. Im going out to a club with Louis, Liam, Zayn, Eleanor, Sophia and Perrie" Harry says.

"Maybe you could take Niall with you? Let him get to know the places around here and where all the cool people hang?" She asks him.

"Oh yeah I'm sure I could" he says sarcastically.

"Well that's perfect then, you boys can eat dinner and head out for the evening" Anne smiles.

Niall looks at Harry shuffling his feet and playing with his hands. Harry looks at him in disgust and rolls his eyes.

"Fine whatever just be ready at 7pm" Harry tells Niall and then walks out the kitchen.

NIALLS POV:
"I don't understand why he's so angry towards me, I wish he'd just give me a chance and get to know me. It's only a year not his whole life. I know this year is gonna be hard for me with him here I just know it"  I think to myself.
I smile at Anne as she gives me one back and puts the kettle on.

In comes Gemma with a huge smile on her face with her earphones blasting Justin Bieber out. Don't get me wrong Gemma's a sweet lass but she's really not my type.

We all sit at the table together.
You could cut the tension with a knife.
Anne tries to make conversation with us all by trying to crack a few jokes, I pretend to laugh as I want to be polite to her. I mean to be fair she's the only one I've got in this house besides Gemma and still she doesn't understand.

I stand up and take the plates when we're all finished eating from Anne and Gemma and they both smile at me and say Thankyou. I try to take the plate from Harry and he says "no I can do it, don't need you service around here"

I smile and pretend it didn't get to me so Anne and Gemma think I like it here. But right now I'd rather be at home with my mam and brother Greg.

Harry throws his plate into the sink and walks out of the room to get ready for tonight.

Is it too late to make up an excuse?
Is it too late to pretend I'm sick?
I say Thankyou to Anne for the dinner and head upstairs to my room to get changed into my shirt and jeans.
Tonight's gonna be I nightmare I just know it.

Hope you enjoy chapter two. Give me feed back on it :) all the love.
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