You're different from the others. (Narry)

Chapter Twenty-One: I love you, tattoos.

I woke up to clashing downstairs, people laughing and squealing. I got up and ran down to the kitchen, not caring  that I was in my black boxer briefs. Once I was in the doorway, I saw Niall in front of the stove, flipping pancakes.

Perrie, Eleanor, and Danielle setting the table for the everyone. Zayn, Liam, Nick, and Ed were all sitting at the table cheering on Louis as he tried juggling 5 oranges at once. I understood the clashing because Louis wasn't really good at juggling 5 of them at once. I was brought out of my thought to a whistle. I looked over to see Perrie smirking.

"If you weren't gay and if I wasn't in love with Zayn, Harold. I'd so tap that." She joked, I looked at her confused.

She motioned to myself. I looked down and finally took notice that I was wearing just boxers and my necklaces. I already knew that my hair was a huge curly mess because I had just woken up. I looked back up with my cheeks burning. Everyone was watching me now.

"I'll... I'll be right back." I said before running back up the stairs. I quickly put on a pair of black skinny jeans with rips in the knee part.. I was just about to grab a shirt when I heard my name being called.

"Harry! Breakfast is ready. Come down before everyone eats it!" I heard Niall call up to me. Instead of grabbing a shirt to cover up my torso, I race down the stairs and end up in the kitchen again. I took my seat next to Niall, who was at the head of the table.  We started eating a huge breakfast that Niall had made.

"Harold, do you not own clothing?" Louis joked. I looked back down at my torso and then looked back up at him.

"Why? Are you jealous of this fit body?" I asked him, with food falling out of my mouth. I heard a sigh and then felt a napkin under my chin.

"Harry, please don't talk with your mouth full, you are making a mess." Niall said, whipping up some food that fell out of my mouth and onto my chin. I quickly chewed and swallowed before I looked at him blushing.

"Sorry, Ni." I apologized before we all started eating quietly. "So, I'm thinking about getting a few new tattoos." I stated out to no one in particular.

"Harry, you need to slow down on those, mate." Liam said, worry was laced into his voice. I just shrugged.

"Does anyone want to come with me?" I asked.

"I would, though, Pez and I are going out on a romantic double date with Lou and El. Sorry." Zayn said, no sympathy was on his face or in his voice. I knew he wasn't really sorry, though I couldn't be mad, he wanted to celebrate with Louis and Eleanor. How would I look imposing?

"Liam?" I asked him, looking at him while he looked over at Danielle.

"Sorry, lad. Dani and I are going to go dog shopping. We are looking for a cuddly puppy." He told me, I nodded my head. I looked at Niall and jotted out my bottom lip. He looked between my eyes and my lips. He sighed.

"Fine, I'll go. But you owe me, Har." He told me, pointing his fork at me. I held my hands up above my head and quickly nodded my head. He smiled before going back to eating. We all finished eating. When I was done, I put my plate in the sink before sitting back down by Niall.

"Harry, go get a shirt on you, poof." Louis said, Eleanor smacked him upside his head. "Ow."

"Fine, tosser." I said quickly before trying to take off running. Right when I was about to turn around, I felt someone tickling my love-handles. I bursted out laughing while shying away from them. "Stop. That tickles!" I exclaimed, still laughing.

They finally stopped and I took off running up the stairs. I wasn't going to try to see if someone was going to tickle me again. Once I got up there, I quickly grabbed a white plain t-shirt and slipped it on. I was just about to grab a beanie before the door opened. I jumped only to see Niall walking in.