Can You Feel My Heart?

27: I'm Never Leaving.

so... who couldn't read the last chapter? [ 26 ]

LINK TO 26: http://scutts972.livejournal.com/679.html 

the "boy" is the picture btw. (trent ford) (i love him)

I broke up with my boyfriend the other day.. :\ so uh yeah. Although I don't think you guys knew, and I love all of you guys so I thought I'd like, involve you in my life, but I'm not even sure if I told you! :c

♕ dedicated to 'Ship_the_Zarry' -- you're wonderful darling. ♕

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"Hey Harry?" Niall spoke, ruining the silence between the two as they lazed the day away.

"Yes gorgeous?"

"Can we go somewhere?" Niall asked, sitting up and removing his head from Harrys lap, thus removing Harry's fingers from his hair.

"Like where babes?"

"I don't know, somewhere silly." Niall answered, sitting up straight so he could look his devilish boyfriend in the eye.

"...like?" Harry urged, honestly having no idea where he should take his gorgeous boy.

"The Pancake Parlour!" Niall grinned, the excitement clear on his face. He hasn't been to the Pancake Parlour in years.

"The what?" Harry asked, furrowing his brows in confusion, what the hell?

"You haven't heard of The Pancake Parlour?" Niall asked not believing Harry.

"Uh, no."

"We can no longer date, Harold." Niall said, trying his best to look firm and strict.

Harry chuckled and stood up, fixing his pants then his hair. He held his hand out for his cross-legged boyfriend glancing up at him sheepishly through his long blonde hair.

"Come on then, let's go to this 'Pancake Parlour'." Harry sighed, grabbing his phone from the coffee table and shoving it in his back pocket, Niall's hand in his.

"Really? Oh you'll love it, the food and drinks are amazing."

So that's how Harry found himself in The Pancake Parlour at Eastland with his bubbly, excited boyfriend, ordering two buttermilk pancakes with blueberries, waiting patiently for it to arrive to their table, Niall ordering something called "Chocolate Jubilee".

"Do you like this place?" Niall timidly asked and Harry looked away from the entrance to the blonde boy.

"Well it's different, I'm not usually around this sort of... uh... crowd, but I like it." Harry smiled warmly to comfort the fidgeting boy. "I thought you wanted to do something silly?"

"I did, and we will when we're finished, but you look all serious." Niall noted, and Harry nodded.

"I'm watching a boy."

"Excuse me?" Niall asked, a little taken back at Harry's statement.

"The boy serving at the door keeps on looking at you. I've noticed." Harry told him, leaning in so that only Niall's ears hear what he was saying.

"That's ridiculous, Harry." Niall shook his head, not believing a word. If anything that boy was looking at Harry, he was the hot, sexy one.

"It's true, and if he comes over, I'll rip his head off." Harry grumbled out, and Niall had to hide his chuckle.

"Are you jealous, baby?" Niall cooed, lighting running his fingers in Harry's hair.

"No." Harry muttered, avoiding Niall's gaze.