"I just wanted you to fuck me but I got greedy and wanted you to love me."
The one where Niall is a simple car mechanic, and Harry's a famous designer and somehow, fate led them together.
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HS
// evening after gala, monday //
"Hello?" He answers.
"Hey, wanna do something batshit crazy?" I ask with a small smile, even if he can't see me. He snorts out a laugh.
"We just went to some fancy gala dinner last night, Harry. That was pretty crazy for me." He laughs out.
"Yeah.. But last night kind of ended on a bad note, didn't it? I just want to make it up to you."
"More like because you can't live without me." I can literally hear the flirtatious smirk in his voice, which quickly puts one onto my face as well. "But in all seriousness, I'm over it, honestly. That Reynolds guy is a fucking git. I should be used to people like him by now." A small, fake laugh leaves his lips and my brows furrow at his words.
"No you shouldn't. People shouldn't even be saying such things to you." I state.
"Yeah. Well," he pauses and inhales deeply. "Whatever. Anyway, what do you have planned?" He asks, changing the topic.
"Right. Since yesterday was way too fancy for you, how about McDonalds?" I suggest and he snorts out a laugh.
"That's your idea of a batshit crazy plan?" He states disbelievingly.
"Well it is to me." I defend myself.
"You must lead a very boring life, mate." He teases and I roll my eyes. "Oh yeah, you boycotted McDonalds. So I suppose it is pretty crazy to you." He muses.
"Yeah, but I told you, only the fried stuff."
"Okay, but just to warn you, I've heard rumours that their salad tastes like cardboard." He says and I release a soft chuckle.
"Anyway, aren't you at work?" He asks.
"Yeah, but I still need to have my dinner, don't I?" I state with a small smirk. "Anyway, I gave everyone a half day today because of yesterday's gala."
"Okay, fine. I'm craving chips (fries) and ice cream anyway. You should try them together, it's life changing. And don't even fight me on this, health nut. At least try one tiny piece." He says sternly and I roll my eyes, releasing a short laugh.
"Not unless you feed it to me." I tease, and I swear, I can just imagine him scrunching his face up in disapproval.
"In your damn dreams, Styles." He's quick to respond, and I chuckle at his defensiveness. "It's not a date." He adds which just causes me to laugh even louder.
