DADDY'S LITLLE ANGEL // NARRY AU

Chapter 38// Shower me

AN: Woohooo! Updated on time! Also Happy Valentine's Day guys! (I'm way too lonely for this)

The alarm that went of sounded like some bitch getting killed on Christmas night, and Niall wasn't about to go help her.

'Harry. Do something about that noise!' he yelled out, turning around and placing a pillow over his ears. 'I can't take this pain!'

'Eurgh, but I don't want to get up,' Harry whined, burying his head in Niall's chest, effectively drowning out the sound using his boyfriend's skin.

They had cuddled all night. Niall didn't have the heart to tell Harry no, and he knew he didn't want to say no either. He wanted Harry, and he just wanted nothing but for the two of them to be alright. They never were, though?

Why? What had he ever done to deserve this mess?

Guess that at some point, you just have to accept that bad things happen to good people, and that there is nothing anyone can do about that.

'Well, I'm not getting up, so you better get that beautiful ass of yours out of this damn bed before I kick you out,' Niall said, slapping Harry's ass lightly to show he meant business.

'Yeah, yeah,' Harry said, grumbling. 'I'm already on my way, calm down, you little monkey.'

'What did you just call me?'

'Nothing!'

Harry got up, stumbling and almost falling over his own two feet for a few seconds before he found his balance. He then walked over to where his phone was lying, blaring some awful music.

Honestly, why the fuck would one make this damn sound?

To get lazy people out of bed, that's why.

Harry then managed to walk over to the bed, dropping himself on it and falling straight on Niall.

'Harry,' the latter whined, trying to push the larger boy off. All in vain, of course. He couldn't move Harry, even if he wanted to. The boy was just so much taller and stronger.

'Harry! Get off me!'

'But I don't wanna,' he whined, just like a little kid.

'Well, you have to. You have to go to the police station later on.'

'Don't remind me.'

'I will if you don't move.'

'You're mean.'

'I know.'

Harry still didn't move an inch, and Niall sighed, realizing that there honestly wasn't much he could do. He just had to wait until Harry rolled off Niall himself.

Eurh, tall people.

'You should take a shower,' Niall suggested, hoping Niall would get off him to wash himself.

'Meh, I don't feel like taking one,' the man replied, grinning down at the boy underneath him.

'Harry! You have to! Now get off and get your ass in the shower,' Niall ordered, trying to look scary and masculine. Of course, that doesn't really work out when you're being crushed underneath someone way bigger than you.

'Only if you take one with me,' Harry said.

Niall fell silent. He wanted to, he really wanted to, but he didn't know if that was the best idea. When he was in a shower together with Harry, things were bound to happen. It would escalate, and they would do something stupid, like have sex in the shower. Twelve hours ago, he had told Harry he didn't want to have sex yet, now that things had just started to come together.