Chapter 11

5K 129 8
                                    

When Niall felt the warm water embrace his body, he slowly relaxed and tried to clean himself up best as possible.

Taking a shower while sitting on a stool with an aching body on his own. It probably wasn't the best idea he's ever had but it had to be done.

Not that he was ashamed that one of his band mates would see him naked, it had happened quite a few times before so that wasn't the problem. It was just that he hated to feel completely helpless, he wanted to at least be able to shower by himself.

Now that was done, he only needed to dry himself and put some clothes on.

Niall reached out to grab the towel that was hung over the rack a few feet away from the shower, the movement aching his chest again but he ignored it.

He dried himself best as possible but couldn't quit reach his feet so decided to let them dry by themselves.

Now he needed to get his boxers on, this was quite a challenge seen the fact he couldn't reach his feet.

Niall laid his boxer on the bathroom floor and placed his feet in the right positions. He tried to bow down again, but with that action still couldn't reach his feet, it only resulted in the fact that his chest started to ache more.

Slowly a plan started to take form in his head, he sat down on the toiletseat. In this position he could, with some difficulties, reach the boxer and move it up to his knees.

After that he stood up again and pulled it up all the way. All this movement had exhausted his body so much that he was wobbling on his feet and panting like crazy.

"Harry!?"

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

When Niall was safely installed in the bathroom. Harry went to the other bathroom to clean himself up.

When he was done he walked to Niall's huge closet in order to find some fitting clothes. The lads had almost the same size but Harry had always been taller so wearing each others clothes had proven to be a challenge.

After some judging looks in the mirror Harry decided to go with a simple plain navy shirt and paired them with some grey shorts.

He looked outside the window and cringed when he saw Louis and Liam sitting on the porch still in their dirty clothes.

Harry decided to go fetch the lads some clean ones that he thought would fit them and went downstairs.

When he stepped outside he saw the absent look in their eyes, it was a creepy view and he wasn't sure if they could hear him.

"Ehhm guys? Would you please take a look at this?"

Liam and Louis turned around only to see Harry standig there with two sets of clean clothes in his hands.

"You might want to clean up a bit?" The younger continued.

"There's one bathroom free and Niall should be done soon so who's gonna go first?"

"The oldest!" Louis screeched, while jumping up and grabbing the clothes that Harry held up to him.

Liam slowly made his way towards Harry and couldn't help but chuckle at Louis' childish behavior.

Then realization hit him and he turned his full attention towards what the youngest said.

"Wait, hold up ... you let Niall shower?"

Harry sighed deep.

"You try keeping a 24 years old Irish guy from doing something he wants."

"Yup sounds like Niall. I'll go check if he's almost done."

LOTS OF LOVE🏳️‍🌈❤

Xx,
Life

It Hurts... Zianourry, Niall-CentricWhere stories live. Discover now