Love Me Not (Narry)

Dating the Enemy

Monday comes around way to quickly for Harry’s liking.

 He’s already set aside a spare room for Niall to stay in, and in his mind, that’s as far as he needs to go with providing for this snot nosed kid.

 He’s already having to house him after all, he reminds himself. To him this kid is a stranger and he doesn’t know him at all. As far he’s aware he could be an ex convict or secret serial killer - and he wouldn’t have a clue. Although he highly doubts that Bobby would let his serial killer son stay with him; it would after all be too high a risk to his personal safety.

 All the same, he isn’t pleased with the arrangement and he’s already prepared a dramatically over the top tantrum for his less than helpful management team. He’s pretty sure they’re going to hate him for it, but if he doesn’t make them fully aware that he’s not happy then how are they meant to know how he’s feeling?

 His musings are interrupted when he hears the doorbell sound, and he briefly considers ignoring it in favour of continuing to plan out a series of ways that he could be as awkward as possible leading up to his next set of public appearances. He lets the thought die in his mind when he remembers that Steve has a copy of the key to his flat for security reasons and hurls himself up off his more than comfy sofa to answer the door.

 He finds he new boyfriend standing on the other side looking less than impressed flanked by his father and Steve behind him. Niall’s holding a large suitcase in his hands and wearing another cute beanie atop of his head with his blonde hair arranged stylishly around his face.

 ”Hi…” he says out of sheer politeness, because his mother had raised him with good manners, and he wasn’t about to let the situation effect him so badly that he forgot the standards that he had been raised on.

 Niall however doesn’t share his feelings and simply gives him a low grunt in greeting before walking straight past him and into the apartment without a word.

 ”Make yourself at home why don’t you…” he mumbles once Niall’s inside, and safely out of earshot, before he turns back to hold the door open for Bobby and Steve to pass through.

 The two other men both give him cheery greetings and Bobby apologises on Niall’s behalf as he passes squeezing his shoulder. They both make themselves comfortable on the sofa sitting in the middle of his open plan living room looking around appreciatively. Niall on the other hand stands awkwardly to the side crossing his arms and looking anywhere but at him.

 He sighs dramatically making a show of swinging the door shut and strolling over to his two bosses slowly.

 ”So, do you want a drink? Or are you not staying long?” he asks hoping that they aren’t going to stay all that long - because in all honesty he just wants them gone as quickly as possible so he can make a start on ignoring Niall’s existence.

 To his relief they both decline with matching polite smiles and a quick “no thank you” each. Steve however takes a slip of paper from the top pocket of his suit jacket and smoothes the edges out crisply.

 ”No, we won’t be staying long. We simply came over to make sure Niall got here okay and go through the itinerary with you” he says with one of his famous smarmy looks.

 Harry bristles as he settles into the armchair in front of them crossing his arms defensively raising an eye brow in question.

 ”Itinerary?” he asks sounding as though he was completely unaware that such a thing had even been created.

 He had already know that something like this was coming - he hadn’t however expected it to come about so quickly. The idea that he’ll have to be seen out with Niall and act so, intimate, with him is enough to make him feel slightly nauseous… He doesn’t like guys like that - and as wrong as society may think that is - it’s just the way he was born, and it isn’t likely to change anytime soon.