What a Feeling

Chapter One

"Through the wire, through the wire, through the wire
I'm watching him dance, dress is catching the light,"
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He's been staring too long. He knows he has and at this rate people (specifically management) are going to question why he's openly staring at his bandmate with big fond eyes. Harry slowly licks his lips as he shifts his gaze back onto the friendly interviewer. Feeling somewhat awkward considering that he has no idea on what they're talking about due to being Niall Land for far too long.

Niall Land sounds like an interesting and fun place, Harry muses to himself. In his mind a place like that would be full of nudity, shameless provocative touches, intimate conversations, and of course the fucking. They'd do it everywhere: kitchen table, counter, island, the couch, floor, shower, coffee table, and the hot tub. Oh God yes, even the hot tub so his little angel wouldn't be too sore and tense after a serious hardcore fuck.

The slight ache in his jeans indicates that once again he'd been day dreaming. His thoughts caught short as a loud joyous laugh echoes in the studio. Blinking twice as he focuses on the Irishman next to him. An overwhelming sensation drowns him as he watches the blonde's eyes squint and mouth widen. The feels tug not only at his gut but at his heart as well.

A stealthy hand slithers around the still laughing boy and flicks Harry in the ear, harshly. Whipping his head up at Louis and giving him an intense glare that makes his eyes darken. In return the taken aback lad gives him a sympathetic and pointed look to which he shies away from.

It was steadily approaching 2015 and if Harry didn't admit his feelings towards Niall, then Louis was going to lock the two in a damn closet until they came out together in a relationship.

"Isn't that right Harry," a voice drags him back down to reality. His frantic green eyes search the room for a few seconds as he lets out a "what?"

"That you wear them thong things," Niall teases while making odd and slightly inappropriate hand gestures.

"No," Harry screeches with an incredulous look as the rest of the boys laugh.

"It's true," Louis chimes as he slides forth to push the back of the curly boy's head. Totally ignoring Harry's blatant avoidance of his touch, he slips back with a triumphant look and proud stupid smirk on his tan face.

" No I don't! That was a one time thing at a concert.....Zayn c'mon back me up here," Harry protests through wide eyes and poking the Bradford native in extra attempts for defense.

"It was once but a fan threw a candy string thong upstage and as a joke he wore it," Zayn laughs at the obvious distressed look on the youngest lads face as he steps in hopes that it will quicken the interview so they can go home. A satisfied noise erupts from Harry as he nods contently. The interviewer laughs again and so do the boys at the outcome. A sharp ding indicates that their time is over and lunch is approaching.

"Well that's all the time we have, thanks for coming today lads," the man smiles shaking all their hands before leaving with the camera man and director to check the footage before releasing it on air.

The band steps down from their individual seats and strut towards towards the exit hastily. Not quick enough though for Harry to internally coo at how Niall had to struggle to get down gently and efficiently. Like a little child trying to get off the kitchen counter. The aluminum door slams as each boy gets into the large black SUV, with Paul driving as per usual.

"I'm hungry," Niall whines, then folds his little arms over his flat toned tummy.

I know how to tame that hunger, Harry thinks about something that's nice and large that'll fill Niall right up. And woah his brain needs to chill, he realizes abruptly.

"Sounds like a personal problem to me," Liam responds sassily, and yeah he's been spending way too much time with Louis. Harry knows there's some tension between the two and it would clear if it weren't for Ziam. In his mind it was Lilo for the win and it's not like he has anything against Zayn or anything of the sort. Liam just looked happy and carefree when he was with Louis. Like his responsibilities were lifted and he was free to do as he pleased.

A small groan of discomfort once again snaps Harry from his daze, as a mess of yellow meets his shoulder. From the tingles and warmth it's clearly Niall. The said boy looks up at him through fanned lashes and widens his pretty hues at the taller lad. Harry feels his throats close and dry as he looks down at the cutie.

"Harry, they're being mean to me," Niall pouts, light pink lips jutted out looking rather plump and soft.

Swallowing away the thickness he responds, "Poor baby."

To him Niall's a precious baby. A smol and delicate little petal that needs to be tended to and protected. A fragile little darling that's to be respected and treasured.

"How about I make some stir fry when we get back to the flat, yeah," he leans down to whisper to the smaller band mate so that the others won't get any.

A huge smile stretches on each side of Niall's sweet face as he whispers back a "yeah." Making Harry's heart squeeze at the happy expression that he caused.

Niall faces back to front, but still keeps his head on Harry's arm. Exhaling before announcing," Hazza's my favorite, you lot suck."

Resulting in three indignant squawks and a giant smile. Louis turns around from the passenger seat and glares at the him, before slowly yet surely raising his middle finger for emphasis so that Niall could clearly see the expression on his face as he did so. Earning a snort and two chuckles from the rest of the passengers, all except Harry. Who glared right back at the Doncaster bloke who was glaring at his baby.

Deciding on making the insult worse he adds," Niall's always been my favorite."

Receiving scoffs and punches to his shoulders.

"Fucking bull," Liam pouts to Zayn who kisses away the faux sad look.

A cute giggle disrupts the silence as Niall gives Harry a good side hug. Nearly sending him into cardiac arrest cause he isn't prepared for the cuteness nor sweet actions.

Harry wraps his right arm around Niall's waist and the two continue to cuddle the entire duration of the ride.

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Anyways here's my brand new Narry/Ziam/Lilo story.

I've barely even started and I'm already planning a sequel.

Whatever, hope you enjoy.

Have a good day!