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Chapter 32

    ☼ Third Person's P.O.V ☼

Harry rubbed his sweaty palms on the sides of jeans. He was standing in front of Niall's door and if you ask him is he nervous, he would snap just on that. He is nervous as hell!

Later after Niall's message, he ran out of his house, forgot his keys and his wallet. He practically ran to Niall's house. He is so excited and so, so nervous. He wants to find out is Niall just playing with him or does he really mean what he sent to Harry.

If that's true, Harry will be the happiest person in the world. Yeah, they saw each other just one time, but they were texting. And those texting messages they have mean everything to Harry. 

Niall, inside of his house, is pretty much nervous too. He can't help but think about his first time when he saw Zayn, oh God, he was so whipped and he doesn't want to remember that anymore. Everything that matters now is Harry. Harry, the one with curly, brown hair and a forest green eyes. He is obsessed with them lately; he dreams about them and when he sees something that's green; that immediately reminds him of Harry's eyes.

Harry, with shaking hands, knocks on the wooden door and waits impatiently. His hands are sweating even more, he basically can feel sweat on his forehead. He brushes his forehead with his hand, just in time when Niall opens the door.

Harry blushes hard, while Niall laughs. "Don't be that nervous!"

"I'm not, I'm just sweating!" Harry defends.

Niall smiles. "Oh yeah?" Harry nods. "Let's get you inside, love."

Harry's heart warms at the nickname Niall gave him, but he ignores it. He doesn't want to seem like a fool in front of Niall. Niall is something special and he definitely doesn't want Niall to think about him like that. 

Harry quickly walks in, immediately going to the living room and sitting on the couch. Niall chuckles when he comes in and also sits beside Harry.

Harry can't help but admire Niall; look what Niall is wearing. Niall is wearing a simple, blue jumper and a simple gray sweatpants. He looks adorable and handsome at the same time. And guess what? This is the first time ever Harry actually thought that the boy, whoever, can be that handsome in that simple clothes. And he is grateful that Niall is the first one.

"What'cha staring at, Harold?" Niall smirks.

Harry gasps. "Don't call me that!"

"Awe, babe." Niall smiles.

Harry blushes. "Did you really meant that?"

"What?"

"That you... Love me?" Harry asks, his eyes on the ground now.

Niall smirks. "Hm, let me see. This is the second time I saw you all nervous and sweaty. So guess what? I'm not kidding and I love you."

Harry blushes. "Really?"

"Want a kiss to prove it?" Niall grins.

Harry laughs. "Just come here, you idiot!"

And with that, Harry grabbed Niall's neck and pulled him closer towards him. Harry smashed their lips together. Niall was shocked by his actions, but decided to go with it. Harry lied his back fully on the couch, with Niall on top of him. They didn't broke the kiss; they kissed for 4 minutes what felt like forever. Just mouth on mouth; their lips moving together sweetly, and then the tongue, just because they can and they want to. Their tongues dancing together, swirling around each other.

The first one who pulls away is Niall, but only to say something.

"I love you, Haz." Niall smiled and intertwined their fingers.

Harry giggled. "I love you much more, Nibear."

And like that, they kissed again, never letting go of each other.

-- THE END --

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