Can Cinderella be a Guy?

Chapter 15

Hmm. I guess the last one is a total wreck coz I don't get any response. Hmmmmm. Feeling hopeless..... Anyways enjoy guys..

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Niall's P.O.V

Naughty Hans. How could he whisper something like that? He's not even 7 yet. Maybe watching too much TV or bad influence from their big brother himself. I must talk to him about this but for now I have something more important to handle. The feeling of anxiety, nervouse, excited, scared strucked all over me. The thought of sleeping with Harry in his bedroom was suffocating me. I knew this is what every lovers want but if you only dated for three days, your lover's having three small children in his apartment and your lover will kick you off after two weeks was not really good. I went inside his room and searching for the bed and guess what? He doesn't has a bed.

"Hmm. I'm sorry Niall. There's no bed inside my room. I couldn't afford it. If it makes you uncomfortable I..."

I cut him off by giving him a swift kiss.

"It's not that I complain but what was that for?" Harry said after we broke the kiss. Blushing.

"Because you're being the sweetest guy on Earth and you make me fell in love with you even more."

"Oh, come here you!" 

He grabbed my waist and drew closer to him. When his lips tocuhed mine, the butterflies in my stomachs started to flutter crazily. My lips pulled into a smile but Harry wanted more. His toungue slided in and apparently, I wanted him too. I jumped onto him and put my legs around him. I knew he couldn't last long with my weight but who cares? Or toungues collided harmonilly, it's weird how it seems we are made for each other.

"AHHHHHHH!" We both fell onto the ground and Harry groaned as my elbow hit his pelvic.

"Oh God Weenie. Are you ok?" Still clinging around his hands.

"Ehem." He stared into my eyes and I hate that. Zayn's voice still echoed in my head.

"Is there something bothering you sweetums?" He asked me in concern, caressing my butt-chin.

Is he reading my mind?

"Nothing weenie." I smiled sincerely. "You know what? What if you go and take a bath cause you're too smelly." I pushed him away from me and he groaned again. "While I make our bed." "Go!"

"Don't you want to accompany me shower?" His eyes were pleading like a lost puppy but his half sexy smirk was so evil, seductive making me wanted to say yes but I remembered what happened this morning.

"You ass!" I croaked. He laughed hysterically and went into the bathroom.

While he was in the bathroom, I can hear him singing. He's very good in singing, I wish I can sing like him. I searched for extra blankets, pillows to make both of us comfortable tonight. After feeling satisfied with my work, I was ready to sleep. I turned off the light and let myself slipped in under the comfy blankets.

"Wait! Why is it so dark in here?! Niall! Niall!" Harry was being chaotical and his action made me streaked. I turned on the light as fast as lightning and found Harry on the floor sitting with blanket covered him up and he was stroking back and forth, tears sprung in his eyes.

"Hey, hey. Weenie. I'm right here." I didn't know what just happened. It looked like Harry was not being himself. I put both of my hands around his shoulder while looking straight into his eyes which were staring on the floor.