Prologue:
Niall frowned as he paced around in front of the airport, phone to his ear and Paul had a small smug smile on his face. Niall just couldn't get a hold of Harry. "He's gonna miss our flight. This is our first tour, he can't be missing it."
"I know, I know. He's still got-" Paul looked at his watch, "Twelve minutes to get here."
"Eleven." Niall corrected and adjusted his sunglasses as a deep voice met him on the other line.
"Hello?"
"Where the hell are you?!" Niall's voice rose and Paul let out a chuckled, the voice on the other line sounded panicked.
"I'm almost there. The driver couldn't figure out what airport we were going to. I'll be there super soon, I promise."
"You better be. We've got eight minutes."
That summed up their relationship. Niall was always keeping Harry on schedule and Harry almost messing up that schedule every time Niall made one. The two were best friends, and they were so happy to be living their dream together. Niall's rough acoustic voice complimented Harry's soft and sultry one.
They went together like peanut butter and jelly. They'd known each other since high school. They even dated for a little while. But nothing could break them up; not a failed musical or a failed romantic relationship.
~*~
"So." Harry blushed. That was the fourth time he's said that in the ten minutes he'd been sitting across from his date. Niall didn't mind, he thought the nerves were quite endearing.
"So." Niall replied just to mess with the younger. Harry's cheeks were turning a brighter shade of red than they were before. If anyone were judging by the looks and vibes they gave off the moment they walked into the restaurant, their situations would be swapped. Niall would be blushing his hardest and Harry would be flirting till his heart was content. Harry was so much taller than Niall and his voice was so much deeper. The two of them had just kinda drifted together, neither of them knows why. Their personalities were complete opposites, but Harry asked Niall on a date, and Niall graciously accepted.
Harry had no other way to fill the awkward gaps in their conversations so he bit at his lip gently. "Can I kiss you?" He asked. Niall looked uncomfortable just playing with his food. So Niall just nodded, hoping he'd at least get a bit of excitement tonight. Harry leant forward, their lips just brushed against one another.
Niall smiled into it. He knew he wasn't that great of a kisser, in fact he thinks his teeth hit Harry's at one point. Harry was just pulling him closer bit by bit. He might've been the more awkward of the two but he sure knew how to kiss. He's gotten his fair share of kisses in the time he's been alive and he loved this one. It wasn't amazing, by any means. But Harry just pulled back and smiled.
"Can I take you home?" Harry asked after he had paid their bill and Niall just nodded. Harry had taken him home. Asking if it was okay, over and over again. Yeah, Niall was a virgin. Yeah, Harry was too. Yeah, they were going to do some awkward love making. Neither of the two could forget the way the other's lips felt on theirs though. It was all so fast. But at least he lost it to his best friend, who lost it to him as well.
~*~
Harry had literally jumped out of the car when they had gotten there, his luggage following along behind him. "Let's go!" Harry grinned, sliding his own sunglasses on. "I have a very important Brit waiting on me."
"I've literally been waiting here on you for two bloody hours. You were supposed to be here early." Niall had a scowl on his face.
"Tell that to my driver. He couldn't figure out where I was supposed to be and I told him Dublin Airport more times than I can count on my hands. I'm sorry." Harry said softly. Niall just sighed and pulled Harry in, hugging him tightly.
"It's alright, we'll just get a different driver next time... You excited?"
"Yeah, really excited. Gonna meet me some english boys." Harry laughed, Niall just smiled.
"Don't you have your eye set on one already?"
"Yeah, I do. But I don't think his eye is set on me." Harry sighed and shrugged, the both of them finding their seats.
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When the pair landed in England, they had some time to themselves. But they used it in their shared hotel room. Niall just topping Harry and Harry just holding onto his best friend. Having dated two years, the two knew just about every kink the other had. They knew the ins and outs, the twists and turns of each others bodies.
They had planned to keep doing this, until one of them got a boyfriend. Cuddling, Kissing, Making Love. It was all just their thing. They needed to keep each other sane. They would do whatever it took to achieve that . They even had it figured out, sex was the best way to do it.
Niall had cuddled up to Harry's chest afterwards. Tracing each of the tattoos there. Niall thought most of them had something to do with the boy he's been chasing since he and Niall broke up. Louis Tomlinson, he was the tiniest, most petite little boy Harry had ever laid eyes upon, maybe besides Niall when he was fifteen. But Louis, he just did something to Harry's heart. He was so tiny. So little, Harry could wrap his entire hand around the boys wrist and his fingers overlapped. Well, Harry did have big hands to begin with.
Louis, small and petite, had a brown fringe which got really wavy/curly when he grew it out. Louis really knew how to work Harry. His edges, his strengths, his weaknesses. Louis was a drama student at the Royal Central School of Speech and Drama. Harry tried to visit him as much as he could, even went to one of his plays. Which Harry declared that he was a natural, and he loved it.
Harry tried his best to pursue Louis, only to find Louis was dating this boy named Stan. What did he expect? He met the boy online and he only told him what Louis wanted him to know.
Harry really hoped the two of them wouldn't last long and they didn't. Which caused Harry to swoop in right under him and be Louis' shoulder to cry on.
"Are these for Louis?" Niall asked. Harry was threading his fingers through Niall's hair.
"Yeah, he's got a few that match." Harry smiled, which caused Niall to smile.
"You're so close to getting with him."
"I know... i really hope you find someone soon as well Ni. I don't want you to be alone or anything." Harry smiled. Niall just shrugged.
"I'll find someone eventually. I'm famous H, I can have anyone I want."
"Keep that attitude and you won't have anyone." Harry chuckled. "Some guys don't like that, you cocky little thing." Harry laughed and tickled Niall's side. Niall laughed loudly squirming away. They'd been thrown into a mess of pillow fights, and room service by the end of the night.
(A/N: 1,203 words ;; 12 April 2017
It took me forever to rewrite the beginning of this chapter bc I had no idea what I was doing with it in the first place (I legit have been trying to rewrite it for weeks now).
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Fanfiction{mpreg → niam} Niall Horan, world famous, international, popstar status, along with his best mate, Harry Styles, embark on their first world tour. They're starting off with the European leg of the tour, as well as starting in Niall's home country, I...