We'll Be All Right (Narry)

ten

niall's pov

I somehow ended up at a party with Harry, and it's going better then I thought it would. He obviously snuck out because when I talked to his mum she also sounded like she didn't want him to go. 

But when I saw him walk in I immediately ran over to him, pulling him through the sweaty bodies and all the alcohol. "What are you thinking? I told you not to come." I sign to him. 

"You're not the boss of me." Harry signals back, "I just want to have some fun."

I roll my eyes at him. 

"Come on, lets go dance." He expresses, pulling me to where he saw others dancing, he can't even hear the music. 

No-one can see the dance floor, it's wall to wall people dancing to the club music. There's no room for anymore but somehow when Harry and I hit it space magically comes. The music is all nineteen nineties but we're dancing like it's jive, twisting, turning, holding hands as we change sides. We're all grins, we look like idiots and we don't care. Inside we're just happy, happy and more alive than we can ever be in school. I feel the part of me that's really me come out to play, to feel the vibe of the music and let my body go free. One moment, one brilliant feeling of togetherness suspended in time.  

I guess Harry coming here isn't too bad, as long as I watch him closely. 

We continue to dance all night to the various amounts of songs, then I take him aside to get some food from the kitchen.

We grab some wings and then go to the back porch to sit down, we eat in peace; nobody is out here, everyone is just inside doing adult things. 

"I'm tired, Niall." Harry signs.

I take his hand as we set our plates back in the kitchen, "Lets get you home then. How'd you get here?" 

"I walked. My house is about 3 blocks down." 

I peck his cheek, "Let's drive you home and I'll stay the night with you." 

We get into my car and I drive to his house. "Is your mum going to be upset that you were out til 3am?" 

"Yeah, but I never do anything like this. She'll understand." He denotes. 

I nod and we go into his house; his mum is asleep on the couch and I look over to Harry who has a shred of guilt in his eyes. 

He just takes my hand and pulls me to his room, we both undress into our boxers then snuggle up in his bed as we slowly start to fall asleep.