Dark Narry (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 14

Niall~

"So, roller skating?" I ask him as we drive down the road, turning on Exit 90.

"Yeah, I hope that's okay. I enjoy it. I used to do it with.. M-maybe we shouldn't go," Harry quickly stutters.

"No, no. It's okay, babe. If you want to go, we can go," I assure him.

"It's not that, Niall." He bites his lip. "It's cool, we can go."

"Alright. Just to warn you, I'm completely rubbish at this. So, if I fall, you better catch me."

"I'll always catch you when you fall, love."

My stomach churns. Harry was so sweet. Such an amazing guy. I still can't believe he's still with me. He doesn't run away anymore, doesn't escape to get away. Sure, we fight, but I'd do anything to keep him.

I feel Harry's hand wrap around mine and squeeze it, looking at me with his green eyes. So beautiful. I wish he knew like I did.

"Can we go to the one on West Elm street?" He asks me.

"Why can't we go to the one right up Avenue? It's closer," I suggest.

"Please, Niall. I want to go somewhere new. That other one it's.. It's the past," Harry replied.

I shrugged. "Yeah, I guess we can go there."

"Thank you." Harry turns the radio up and rests his head on the head seat, closing his eyes.

Once we got there, I opened his door for him, giving him a quick kiss before we entered. A man greeted us and asked for our shoe size, handing us our skates.

"Ready, baby?" I ask Harry as he tightens his skates.

"Yeah, babe. Let's go," he answers, wrapping his hand around mine.

Fuck. I really don't know how to skate. I'm going to look absolutely stupid out there. But if it makes Harry smile, i'll push through.

"H-Harry?" I tremble.

"Yes?"

"Please don't let go."

"Never." He smiles at me as I feel the wheels roll against the wooden floor.

I wobble, trying to catch my balance, feeling Harry's strength try to help me. I stand up straight, taking several glances at Harry. He chuckles. I frown, making him laugh louder.

"Don't laugh at me," I growl.

"I'm not laughing at you. I'm happy you're trying for me," he corrects.

"Yeah, yeah." I pull him by the waist to meet his face and whisper, "If I fall on my butt, you're kissing it."

Harry winks. "Deal." He kisses my lips and skates in front of me, grabbing both my hands in his as he rolls backwards.

"Harry, be careful!" I warn.

"Don't worry, i am a pro. I won't fall."

"I'd catch you if you fall."

"I know you will." Harry squeezes my hands tighter and directs his attention to my feet. "Now, left, right."

I slide my feet slowly. "Like this?"

"Yeah! Now just go a little faster," he orders.

"I-I'm scared," I admit.

"Just do it. I believe in you," he says, having a twinkle in his eyes.

Harry really knew how to touch my heart. He really knew how to use words to make me feel better.

I carefully go faster, succeeding. "I'm doing it! I'm doing it, Harry!" I squeal in excitement.