Love In A Hopeless Place {Narry}

Chapter 12

Niall's POV

        I wake up to the smell of pancakes cooking. I smile at the sweet comforting smell and bring my hands up to rub at my eyes. I yawn and sit up, I look over at Liam who is still asleep, snoring pretty loudly I might add. I giggle at him and stand up. I walk into the kitchen, the delicious smell getting thicker and someone humming a Christmas tune. When I walk in fully, Harry is standing in front of the stove only in his black boxer briefs, swaying his hips. I chuckle and start clapping, he jumps in surprise and spins around. He turns bright red while I take a seat at the wooden table.

"Beautiful moves." I jokingly say.

"Shut up." He grumbles, but let's a smile break through nonetheless. "How many pancakes do you want?"

"Uh, four." I say proudly.

"Alright." He get's a plate and starts to pile the fluffy cakes on them. He set's them down in front of me and puts the syrup bottle down too.

"Thank you!" I chirp. "Do you have a radio?" I ask, pouring the gooey substance on my stack of pancakes.

"Uh yeah." Harry reaches over beside the microwave  and flips on his radio.

One of my songs Why Don't We Go There comes on and I immediately start singing along.

Harry starts making his plate and I hear little feet padding on the hardwood floor. I look over to the kitchen entrance and see Nathan running in here with nothing on but his briefs.

Like father like son.

"Daddy! Daddy!" He runs over to Harry and starts pulling on his leg.

"What's up Nathan?" He ask, pouring some syrup on his pancakes.

"Pancakes!" Nathan shouts. I laugh and continue to watch the father and son conversation unfold.

"Yup, these are pancakes. Sit over there right beside Niall and I will make you a plate."

"Okay Daddy." Nathan salutes and walks over to the chair beside me. He's a little to short to climb up by himself so I stand up and help him up.

"There ya go buddy." I pat his hair and sit back down.

"Thank you Niall." He says, smiling up at me and I 'boop' his cute button nose. He giggles as Harry set's down his plate. "Thanks Daddy." He says and digs in.

"Wow, Nathan really knows his manners." I say impressed.

"I know." Harry says with a smirk.

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 We are sitting in this pretty small but fancy restaurant right now. I'm sitting beside Liam on one side of the booth, Harry's in front of me with Nathan by his side. Zayn and Louis are sitting in the booth behind us.

"Niall, Rodney will be sending people out to look for you if we don't get back soon." Liam speaks up, breaking the comfortable silence.

"Yeah, yeah. I know." I sigh.

"You have an interview Tuesday."

"Don't remind me."

"Management is probably worried."

"They don't give a shit about me."

"You make them money, they must like you in some way."

"Can I have another record label? I hate making my tour film movies, then watching them only to see Modest! pop up in the beginning."

"They're the only record label that will except your sexuality."

"That's stupid." Harry speaks up, joining our conversation.