Pizza Boy (NARRY) -Fetus Writing- #Wattys2015

Chapter 17: Take Me Home

I didn't change for the barbeque, I just took a nap and deposited my check. I ate a small bowl of chicken soup, drank a whole can of Coke and wrote part of a song. I won't tell you what the song is about or what it's for, but I'm sure you have an idea.

It's 5:55 PM now, so I say bye to mum and take long strides to my car, hurrying to get to Harry's house. I hopey their moods are better because I don't want Harry to be bummed the whole time. That whole thing already ruined my happy mood today.

"Hey, Niall." Harry smiles when the door reveals myself. Right when I knocked Harry answered, as if he was standing right outside the door waiting for me. "Hi." I want to peck his lips, but I don't know if I can still do that. I do it anyway, kissing his lips quickly as I walk into his house. He smiles at me bashfully, shutting the door. I look into the kitchen where the door is, noticing that it's left open and there are two strangers out there with Liam, Zayn and Louis.

Such a party they have. I might need to leave early so I don't get claustrophobic, and then note my sarcasm.

"Niall this is Louis friend Stiles (played by Dylan O'Brien), Liam's friend Randy (played by Brenton Thwaites), and Zayn's friend Rory (played by Damian McGinty). This is my-" Harry looks me over with a sly grin. "boyfriend, Niall." He called me his boyfriend. Someone take me away. We haven't even been on the first date yet, jesus help me pray I live through this inner fangirl of being called Harry Styles boyfriend.

"Nice to meet you." I grin at the three friends, them greeting back the same way. Only Rory reaches out to shake my hand, speaking in a heavy Irish accent. Hey, I'm not the only Leprechaun in England. "Zayn tells me all the time that Harry never shuts up about you." I'm actually surprised at this news, making me eye Harry from the side of my eye. He blushes and shoots Zayn a look, Zayn laughing at him. "Oh, I hope it's good stuff." Rory raises his eyebrow at me and sits back in his chair. I sit down next to Rory on the tree stump, Harry sitting next to Stiles across from me. Louis glares at me and then Harry, giving Harry a different kind of glare. Harry doesn't notice this.

It's silent around the fire in the fire pit. We're just waiting for it to go dark, until the sky is blending in with purple, blue and black and Harry forgets that no one has made any food yet. We've all been munching on snack foods, waiting for the main course. I'm actually starving, now that I think about the food.

"God fuck!" Harry yells to himself, getting all of out attention. "I forgot the seasoning. Be right back." Harry walks into the house with his arms raised, bent, and moving as he takes steps sideways into the house. That guy called me his boyfriend. Does that mean I get to call him mine?

"Are you coming OverTiming with us, Niall?" Stiles asks me, breaking the comfortable silence. "What's that?" I've never heard such of a thing. What even is it? "Well after we eat and it gets dark, we're all gonna drive to the forest and run as far as we can into it. The person farthest away yells OVERTIME and you have to climb up in the nearest tree as fast as you can and as high as you can. Once the Overtimer gets farther than the farthest person out there, the last person he passes has to wait two minutes before he yells, "CLOCK OUT" and we chase him and whoever tackles him first gets a dollar. Then we do it again. Whoever has the most money in the end wins." ((I just made that up on the spot I don't know if its real or not)

"Yeah that sounds fun." I smile, pretty excited about this game. "I think this time I'm gonna be farthest, I've been working out more." Randy says, flexing his arms in attempt to show off. Although his arms are apart of running, it's more about the legs. "Shutup. Louis is the fastest runner here."

"Actually, Louis runs fast at first. He gets tired and ends up being in the middle. Rory is fastest." Rory wipes off his shoulders like there's dust on it, like he doesn't need to be bragged about.