I Won't Go Home Without You [Narry AU]

Chapter Four

Harry groaned quietly as he was slowly waking up by some annoying strange sound that suddenly filled the room. The boy still was at this state of sleep when you aren't really asleep anymore, but still not fully awake yet. Lazily turning his body to the side so he was facing the wall, and pulling his light blue blanket over his head, the boy tried to go back to sleep, but the sound only became louder and louder with every second that didn't let the curly haired boy went back into his own little world. Another few but long seconds went by and Harry finally opened his eyes, simply staring at the wall in front of him since a huge part of him still was thinking that the boy was sleeping. Soon realizing that it wasn't a dream anymore and someone was really calling him, the brunette boy closed his eyes for a brief second and rolled onto his back, blindly reaching for his phone. 

The boy had absolutely no idea who could call him at this time of day. His best friend was home, probably sleeping or playing some game on his computer, trying to break the record; his older sister, Gemma, or any other members of his family in general had their own things to do like spending their free time with their loved ones or watching their favorite TV show. Harry simply had no idea who the hell could call him on Saturday night.   

After finally finding his phone that was lying on his nightstand, Harry took it without even looking at the screen to see who it was and, pressing the button to answer it, put the phone to his ear. 

“Hello?” Harry said, sitting up a little bit and rubbing his eyes with his free hand; his deep voice still pretty hoarse from his sleep. 

“Oh, did I wake you up?” The male voice answered, sounding a little bit surprised, and Harry could swear that he heard it somewhere before, but the boy couldn't put a finger on when and where exactly. Still being half asleep the curly haired boy put the phone away from his ear, slowly opening his eyes again, so he could check who was calling him. The letters were indistinct since his eye vision still was slightly unfocused from his sleep, but just as the boy was able to make out who’s the number was, his eyes immediately went wide and suddenly Harry was wide awake, sitting straight onto his bed. “I’m sorry; I didn’t think that you could sleep at ten in the evening.” 

“No, it’s okay, I wasn’t really asleep,” Harry answered with raspy voice and quickly coughed, trying to make it go back to normal. “Why are you calling by the way?” 

“Oh yeah, right” the blonde boy laughed softly which brought a little smile on Harry’s face. “I just wanted to ask if you are busy tomorrow, maybe we could work on our report.” 

“Oh,” Harry mumbled, suddenly feeling very disappointed, and looked down on his free hand that was lying on his knee, crumpling his blanket. Of course a huge part of him was hoping that Niall called him without any important reason, that the boy simply wanted to talk to him. But obviously Harry could only blame himself for believing in it and once again giving his hopes up. “No, I’m free for all day, I guess.” 

“Awesome! Then I can come to you around three in the afternoon. Would that be okay with you?” 

“Yeah, absolutely fine,” the brunette boy answered, bringing his pillow to his chest and lying his head on it, suddenly feeling exhausted and tired again. 

“Okay, can you please send me your exact address then? I still don’t really know where you live,” Niall said, letting a small soft laugh leave his mouth before he went silent again and Harry guessed that the blonde boy was waiting for the other’s answer. 

“Yeah, okay,” Harry said and all he really wanted to do was for this call to finally end so the curly haired boy could go back to his own little dreamworld. 

“Then I won't disturb you anymore,” the blonde boy said and Harry could hear that he had a soft little smile on his face. “Go back to sleep, Harry, and good night.”