Can You Feel My Heart?

13: Only 2 weeks?

 Warning! there's some smut in this chapter that made this story now be rated [R] and it's NOW RESTRICTED OMG WATTPAD THIS ISN'T EVEN THAT BAD HOLY FUCK I'LL KILL YOU. Read at your own risk. If it's not your thing, then don't read it. It's a simple as that. 

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Harry sighed. After a phone call with his father, he was not impressed. He had every right to sigh. His surprise for Niall would have to wait.

Sighing once more, Harry tucked his phone away before searching for his blonde boyfriend. Niall was always at his house, so Harry knew that Niall was around somewhere.

"Niall?' Harry called, stifling a laugh when Nialls cute head popped up from behind the couch. He must have been lying down.

"Yeah, Haz?" Niall responded, making Harry's heart flutter. Oh how he loved it when Niall called him a nickname. Especially when it was in the bedroom and Niall was underneath of him, panting and moaning uncontrollably.

"I have... news." Harry tentively said, causing Niall to sit up straighter and pay more attention to his Haz.

"What is it?" Niall cautiously asked, not sure if he wanted to hear it.

"My Father just called," Harry paused, "I have to go away."

"What?!"

"For 2 weeks." Harry concluded, making Niall sigh.

"Only 2 weeks?" Niall asked, to which Harry nodded, "At least it isn't as long as what I was thinking." Niall continued, making Harry tilt his head in the cutest way, his curls falling to the side he titled.

"How long were you thinking, Nialler?" Harry asked, joining his blushing boyfriend on the couch.

"A month or something." Niall mumbled, embarrassment overwhelming him.

"Oh babe, I wouldn't do that to you." Harry murmured, wrapping one arm around Nialls shoulders and pulling him to his side.

"Can I come with you?" Niall asked, and Harry shook his head 'no'. "Then... what am I going to do for 2 weeks? When do you leave?"

"You'll figure out something." Harry answered darkly, making Niall's groin twitch, "And I leave tomorrow morning for New York."

"Then you better start packing." Niall simply responded, turning back to the television which was playing Criminal Minds.

"You're not going to help me?" Harry asked as he stood up.

"Nope."

-x-

It was quarter to 7 when Harry finished packing up his clothes into his suitcase, mostly suits since the business trip to America, New York, was very important for his career. Niall came in not long after, leaving the marathon of shows to come see how his busy boyfriend was doing.

"Hey hon," Harry smiled, "I'm all done, finally, it was hard picking the right things to wear, so many people to impress.." Harry hummed, and Niall nodded.

"Yep, sure, well done babe." Niall smiled, his courage returning, "Would you like a reward?" Niall asked darkly, making Harry's skin crawl with lust. 

"Like what?" Harry asked, hoping his adorably sexy boyfriend meant sex. He couldn't get enough of Niall.

Harry didn't get a verbal response though, instead he felt his pants being unbuckled and pulled down. He felt a pressure on his knees as Nialls hands forced him down, on top of the soft bed.