texts | narry

2.9

niall : hey

niall : are you okay??

niall : you're really quiet these days

louis : i'm fine mate

louis : just not looking forward to touring after spending so many bloody hours at the recording studio and only having shirt break

niall : yeah I know :/

niall : but you're okay??

louis : yeah

louis : nice of you to ask, thanks :) x

niall : that's what friends are for

niall : but i just wanted to say that if harry and i make you uncomfortable bc of the past u guys had, just tell me. i totally understand sooooooo yeah

"I still don't think Louis is okay with us."

Niall frowned, setting his phone down. he turned to look at Harry in the kitchen, who was attempting to crack his egg into a bowl for the fifth time.

"you big buffoon," Niall mumbled, heaving himself off the couch and going over to Harry. Harry looked up and smiled sheepishly at Niall, handing the egg to him. "I wanted to make a fried egg."

Niall tapped the egg against the table, then cracked the egg into the bowl and threw the shell into the dustbin. as he washed his hands at the kitchen sink, he felt Harry's arms snake around his waist and his lips press against the side of his neck.

Niall got instant goosebumps, but he pushed Harry away with the back of his foot while drying his hands.

Niall went back to sitting on the couch, scrolling through a group chat that he was in and reading the messages. Harry huffed, walking to the couch and lying right on top of Niall, their noses almost touching.

"do you want something Harry?" Niall questioned, still looking at his phone.

"yeah, you."

Niall dropped his phone on the couch turning back to Harry. "what?"

Niall didn't even have time to process what Harry said, because Harry had slammed his lips on Niall's. Niall shuddered, pressing his lips even harder to Harry's.

the two separated for a second for Harry to straddle him, before he bent back down to kiss him. Niall ran his hand under Harry's sweatshirt, letting out a small moan when he felt Harry's muscular front.

yet, while the two were having their fun, Niall's phone buzzed, to which he ignored. he should have felt bad, knowing that it was most likely Louis.

but he just wanted to have some fun with his man.

louis : its just fine. uh tbh i just get sad imagining you and harry making out when it used to be me and him. but i have to move on and i know it. I'm sorry for being a big dipshit and i hope you're happy aight x

louis ; i really want to move past all of this. but hey, if harry hurts you worse than he hurt me, tell me and i will snap his nose off.

back again WOW I'm sorry I'm gonna try to end this story soon bc narry is dead and that's sad but i don't want to leave this story unfinished sO I INTEND TO FINISH IT AND IT WILL FUCK YOU UP