The Boat [NARRY 1D]

Hello lovelies,

This is the last chapter of The Boat. 
BUT! Chapter 24 had over a 100 comments and 80 of them shouted sequel! So..... a sequel it is than! Do you guys want me to update everyday OR update not everyday but update longer chapters?

I really really really want to thank you all for your support (a massive thank you) and dedication! Your comments made me smile every single time! I love you and the love you've been giving me! I hope you'll love the sequal as much as you loved this one (even though I have no idea what's going to happen in the sequal).

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““W-w-what n-no!” I jumped out of my chair. 

“Why not Hazza? Why can’t we try?” Louis raised one eyebrow and put his hands on his sides.
“Just because!” I raised my voice. The guy was really pissing me off. How dare he throw himself at me like that?
“Are you taken Harry? Are you?” Louis was invading my personal space again, my bubble was about to burst.
“WELL YEAH!” I spat out. “I AM taken as matter of fact! Didn’t expect that right? It’s Niall, yeah! Niall and I are in a relationship and I love him! I love Niall!” Woaaah dude! That really wasn’t part of the plan but I couldn’t hold it in! I just blurted it out.

“Harry?” Niall looked up to me with big watery eyes. “Y-you love me?” Then I realized what I’d said. I’d just realized what I felt. I loved him. I love Niall, I really really do. Wow. I nodded taking his hands in mine while I looked down in his gorgeous blue orbs.
“Y-yeah... I Do Ni, I love you.” I smiled as I rested my forehead on his.
“I love you too babe.” He squeezed my hands before he kissed me, loving and passionate. Time stopped and the world around us turned black. It was just us, loving each other, the way it’s supposed to be.
“You LOVE each other? I thought you two were just fooling around!” Louis gasped. “Duuudes, that’s so awesome! Now come with me!” He grabbed both Niall’s and my hand and dragged us to our bedroom.

“Whu-wai-wha-how?” Niall stuttered as we stepped into our bedroom which had a table for two in the middle. The lights were dimmed and candles lit up the place.
“Do you really think we didn’t know about you two lovebirds?” Zayn laughed while he lit up a single candle on the perfectly set table.
“Sure, we thought you two were just fooling around but we all agreed you needed a date.” Liam showed us our seats like a proper waiter. “But we figured you would never admit you to us that you like each other so we came up with the plan of Louis seducing you so you had no choice but admitting your feelings.” He ruffled my hair. “Gentlemen, enjoy your dinner.” The boys bowed and left the room.

“And I thought we were good in hiding it.” I laughed locking my eyes with my boyfriend’s.
“Yeah, apparently not...” He smiled while he reached over for my hand that rested on the table.
“Did you ever think we were going to end up like this? With each other?” He asked playing with my hands, intertwining our fingers.
 “Well... No. But I dreamt about it.” I explained in all honesty. “That you would become my boyfriend and eventually my husband. We’d adopt children and raise our kids in a safe neighborhood in Holmes Chapel or Mullingar. Their three Godfathers would spoil them and love them to bits and we l would live happily ever after.” I smiled shyly. I honestly never thought I would confess that to him or anyone. Niall is my first ever real love and the first one I’ve ever pictured a future with.
“So, I’m not just a sexy crush?” He smiled cheekily.
“Sexy, yes! Just a crush? No. There’s no one I could picture myself with besides you. I can’t imagine I would ever love someone else. You’re so beautiful and I really do love you.”

“Oooooh, that’s so sweet! Kiss him already!” I recognized the sound of Louis’ voice from behind the door. Of course they were spying on us but that time, I couldn’t care less. Niall moved from his chair to my lap, sitting down with his feet both on the same side.
“I would love to have all that with you, babe. You’re the first one I say it to and really mean it: I love you, with all of my heart.” He pushed his lips gently on mine. The lips I crave, the lips that feel so soft and perfect against mine. His lips, the lips I love.