The Power Within [Narry]

--Chapter 15--

Hey ya'll, howdy doo? I'm thinking about putting the author's note on top this time. Ugh, I don't know what to say. . . ah fuck it, I'm putting it on the bottom. 

“What do you think you're doing?” Damien directs to the blonde in a mock authoritative voice. Niall turns around, confused, with his toothbrush in hand.

“Uh, packing my shit?” Niall walks out of the bathroom and places his bathroom necessities into a duffel bag.

“No, you are inefficiently packing your shit,” Damien says with a happy grin before he stretches out his hand and commands a couple of denim jeans to float off the ground and drift into an open, empty luggage case.

“You never told me that you have telekinesis!”

“You never asked.” Damien playfully shrugs and can't help the gigantic smirk splitting his face at the admittedly cute sight of Niall's stupor. Niall stares wide-eyed at the jeans now conveniently placed in his case, making up his mind to have Damien do the rest of his packing. He justifies that it's the most “efficient” way to go.

“Yeah, whatever, cunt. Now chop chop.” Niall claps and promptly jumps backwards into his bed, crossing his legs as he gets comfortable. The whiskey-eyed boy raises an eyebrow at the blonde's laziness and internally guffaws at what he plans to do next.

He, without warning, lunges across the room and lands perfectly on top of Niall, keeping his weight entirely off of the boy. He smiles down at the shocked blonde and, in a flash, brings out his phone to snap a picture. Niall blinks at the sound of a picture being taken and brings his hands up to push against Damien's chest. Damien loses his balance at the sudden force and flails about before he ungraciously lands on the carpeted ground with an “oopf”.

“You pushed me before I had the chance to say what I wanted to say!” Damien huffs from his spot on the floor.

Niall brushes invisible flakes of dust off of himself and scoffs. “That's the point.”

“Ugh. I'm not your slave! And I was planning to have this cool one-liner like 'you're not the boss of me' or 'eat monkey shit, Niall Horan',” Damien pouts. Less than a second later, they both burst out laughing at the ridiculous words.

“You're such an idiot,” Niall laughs.

“But I'm your idiot,” Damien says in a suave manner, suggestively wiggling his eyebrows. Another round of cackling ensues.

After the two of them have managed to pack all of Niall's belongings, they head out towards Liam's dorm room, C5. Liam greets them happily, giving Niall a quick hug and Damien a bro hug.

“Welcome Niall Horan, to our palace!” Liam sweeps his arm across the expanse of the room, which is basically the same size as Niall's former room. Liam's glowing with energy, partly since the process of admitting Niall as his official roommate was quick and painless.

Niall gives Liam a quick playful punch to the chest to indicate that he shouldn't embarrass him in front of company. Niall makes his way up to Damien to give him a friendly hug. “Thanks again, Damien, for being so cool about this. See you in class tomorrow, yeah?” Damien returns the hug and nods happily before waving goodbye and leaving.