SCHOOL IS STARTING REALLY SOON
SO I WONT UPDATE AS MUCH
IM USING MY TIME WISELY.
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Niall had everything planned out. It took him weeks of hiding behind the bush, but hopefully it will turn out alright.
Harry would come home at seven from his week long trip in LA, he would be totally be shattered when he found the wonderful surprise Niall had prepared for just the two of them. He already had the table nicely made, with nicely scent candles and the fancy stemware. And the meal...God!
Niall was hoping that after dinner maybe something would lead to another, and hopefully after a week long of hard suffering from blue balls, Niall was finally getting the release that he deserves.
He rechecked the penthouse for the umpteenth time, everything was done to perfection. The food was still hot, all is left is for Harry to come home and for Niall to serve his darling husband a delicious home cooked meal.
Niall was so freaking excited.
They didn't celebrate Harry's birthday this year because he was out in LA for a performance. They agreed to not text or call for the week long they would be apart, Niall wanting them to harbour all the feelings of being apart. Harry all hot and bothered and missing him.
Harry would be here any moment now.
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Niall glared angrily at the melting candles in front of him. He was frustrated. Harry still hadn't returned home yet. Niall had already checked the plane schedule, his plane touched down hours ago. And the airport was a mere hour drive away.
Niall blew on the candle, diminishing the tiny flame.
He chucked the now cold hearty pasty dish in the fridge and angrily stacked the stemware back into the cupboard. Niall underwent three weeks after every practice to the cooking class with Gordan Ramsay. The Gordan Ramsay!
Niall almost peed in his pants when Gordan yelled at him the first time.
It's almost a quarter to midnight and still no sign of his curly haired husband. He was so frustrated, he worked so fucking hard on the night and for Harry to not even return home... He was hoping to give Harry's birthday gift.
Niall let out a frustrated sigh.
Tomorrow he has another rough day at practice, he might as well get a much needed rest. Niall walked to the bedroom angry, he hoped he was going to have a rowdy good time tonight, but instead Niall was left frustrated and horny.
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"Harry look! Your face on the front cover of Dailymail, again!" cited Liam.
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FanfictionNiall is a football player. Harry is a famous singer. People speculated they are both dating different people when they are really married to each other. What if people discover their secret.