Can You Feel My Heart?

25: Let Loose.

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Harry was out of town again on some business trip (yes, he was finally going to work like a normal human), so Niall had 4 days to himself. It was something foreign to the boy, but he liked the peace and quiet. Sure, he loved Harry, but being alone, in this beautiful flat, no Louis (Louis didn't work when his "Master" wasn't home), he loved the tranquillity. 

Walking around the house in only boxers, humming along to whatever song was blasting through the speakers, Niall couldn't help but think about how his life had currently turned out. His final exams were coming up, and soon he was only going to have one year left in University, and what seemed like a lifetime with Harry Styles, an obsessed over celebrity who is hotter than anyone Niall has ever seen.

"Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars.." Niall continued to hum his new favourite song, hoping to God Harry has heard it and can think of something cute to do to the song. 

fuckhisbrainsout.

Have a romantic picnic to the song, perhaps? 

Niall continued to idly walk around the house, amusing himself with each little nook and cranny Harry has hiding in this massive penthouse. Niall couldn't help but pry and look around like a curious cat; he did have nothing but time to kill. 4 days alone without the man who makes him feel extraordinary is hard. 

When he wants sex, he has to settle for a wank. 

How unsatisfying is that?

Niall walked to the balcony, opening the doors and stepping out once more, smirking to himself when he discovered Harry's little fear, using that little piece of information against the curly haired God. Niall closed his eyes and enjoyed the sunshine, enjoyed the silence around him, taking in his surroundings. 

Niall couldn't help but stand there and wonder what Harry was doing. Harry told him it was for business, meetings and such, in some other state, and Niall trusted him, but he hadn't heard a word from Harry since he left this morning, some time ago. 

"It'd be good if I got some sort of conformation that you were safe," Niall rolled his eyes, "Stupid boy." 

However, truth be told, Niall was finding being alone, rather, well, lonely. And boring. He couldn't stand being in this luxurious penthouse with nothing to do, or no one to do. 

Deciding that sitting around literally doing nothing, Niall snatched his iPhone from its place on charge, and called up a number. 

"Hello? Niall?" 

"Hey..." 

Harry sighed as yet another useless person entered the board room and sat down, a nervous, sweaty grin on their face. He was so sick of all of these meetings, and he wasn't even half way through the 4 day process. 

"Please, continue." Harry spoke, feeling robotic by this point in time due to the amount of times he has had to say those two words only today. 

He just wanted to be home with his little Irish blonde, what he wouldn't give for those beautiful pink lips around his—

"Uh, Mister Styles? Do you want me to keep going?"