A Second Chance

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Undoubtedly nobody loves reading boring author's notes.
Yet, here I am with one. I want to apologise for making you wait quite a long time for this update, not sure whether anyone is still reading my story.
A lot of things happened lately that made writing impossible for me.
One of my close friends died two weeks ago and as much as I've been looking forward to finally write narry moments I couldn't find myself writing fluffy and cute stuff when sadness was all I could feel lately. So once again sorry for letting you down my lovelies.

Listen to the song above

Cork

two weeks later

When Harry steps out of his room, he grins like a Cheshire cat, he feels indescribable, weightless, almost like floating, his feet seem no longer  touching the ground as he dances and sings "Give me a ticket for an aeroplane" all the way through the hallway into the small kitchen.

"Mind the bucket !", Adrian sitting on the counter screams, but too late Harry stumbles over the water bucket, knocks it over while he neither notices the cleaning mop on the floor.
So he woobles and falls bottom first into a huge dirty water puddle like in slow motion.

Adrian eyes snap open, at first his facial expression shows guilt and uneasiness but after a brief reaction time he bursts out laughing along with David who stands between Adrian's legs, his hands still grasping round the younger man's waist.

"Seriously Adrian, you started cleaning the kitchen hours ago, couldn't you clear this bucket and mop away !" Harry snaps while crawling on all fours to find his phone that he has dropped during his fall.

" I .. we got distracted, lost sense of time more or less. Haven't seen David in four weeks... "
Adrian apologies without actually feeling sorry.
Definitely not feeling sorry for heavily snogging his hot boyfriend instead of cleaning the paving tiles.

There are important things and more important things. And a man needs to prioritise his tasks, doesn't he ?

Seeing Harry doing a double loop and falling bottom first was too hilarious and Adrian's finally able to restrain his laughter when he knees beside him and lays his right hand on Harry's shoulder.

"You're okay, didn't hurt yourself?
Sorry, mate for laughing, didn't know you have it in yourself. Hahaha !
You'd join the Olympic squad, be the next Christopher Dean, find yourself a Jayne Torvill and go for gold ! Hahaha!"
Adrian rolls on the floor laughing, not caring that he joins Harry laying in a puddle of cold water.

"You little shit, glad that David is finally back to help us keep you out of mischief."

A huge grin flashes Harry's face, it's impossible to be mad about Adrian, he prefer his cheeky side rather then him pining and moody while his boyfriend was away for an internship in London.

Yes, Harry understands and he assumes he wouldn't be any different with his boyfriend.

That thought exactly reminds him why he stepped better did a forward somersault into the kitchen in the first place.

" I need to find a budget flight to Scotland for next Friday. Niall sent me a message and we've been talking for a while you two were preoccupied with whatever sort of body inspection ," Harry smirks teasingly at his friends and chuckles contently when he watches a red blush crawling from Adrian's neck to his cheeks, tainting the huge mark over his left collarbone deep purple.

"Harry you idiot, can't wait for the moment to get back at you."
Adrian nudges him light-heartedly while he roles his eyes pretending to be annoyed, back to show everyone his cheerful nature eventually.