Chapter 4-Friday Mornings
Niall woke up the next day. He got blinded by the lights that was shining through the crack of the closed curtains. He groaned and rubbed at his eyes.
It was a Friday, which meant that they had a day off. Niall didn't know what the plans were for today, he just always went with what the boys told him.
Niall sat up and got out of bed. He walked downstairs in just his boxers, the smell of pancakes invaded his nostrils as he got to the bottom of the stairs.
As for Harry, he was the one who was cooking a batch of Pancakes. He always made breakfast for the boys because he was 'apparently' the best cook in the house. Harry whistled as he flipped the pancake in the pan.
"Hey Niall!" Harry greeted, as he heard the footsteps walk into the kitchen.
"How the hell did you know it was me?" Niall asked, looking at Harry who's back was facing him.
"I have eyes in the back of my head," Harry chuckled, "You want to help me finish cooking these Pancakes?" Harry asked, turning around to look at Niall only to almost choke on his spit at the half bare body in front of him.
Oh god! Why didn't you put clothes on Niall!? Harry thought, as he felt a little problem twitch in his pants. Harry mentally groaned.
"Yeah, sure!" Niall went up to Harry.
Harry and Niall started cooking the rest of the Pancakes, talking and having a laugh. That was until Harry smudged some mixture on Niall's nose, laughing, "What was that for?" Niall asked, getting some mixture in his hand and wiping it all over Harry's cheek.
That's what started the Pancake mixture fight. They started throwing, smudging and plopping the mixture at each other. Luckily, it wasn't all over the Kitchen.
The two boys were too busy fighting to notice the other three boys walking into the Kitchen, sitting at the table and watching the commotion going on.
Liam was getting too suspicious. He noticed that Niall and Harry have gotten closer in the past few days, they've gotten a bit too close actually. Liam knew it was time to pull Niall aside and talk to him very soon but Liam didn't really want to disturb this play fight the two boys were having.
"Ahem," Louis cleared his throat getting Niall and Harry's attention finally.
The two boys, covered in Pancake mix, stopped what they were doing, even though they were having fun. They turned to the other boys and started blushing, knowing that they were there the whole time.
"Care to explain how this happened?" Zayn smirked, as he got up and took a batch of Pancakes.
"Umm... Uh..." Harry and Niall both stuttered awkwardly.
Niall was sort of annoyed that the boys interrupted their little play fight, him and Harry were having fun couldn't the boys see that? Harry was also annoyed at the boys.
"No need to explain, just go get cleaned up. We'll make sure this kitchen is cleaned," Liam ordered, making Zayn and Louis groan because they needed to clean. They just got up so of course they were going to complain.
Niall shot Liam a smile, a smile of relief for getting him out of this. Niall and Harry quickly ran upstairs to get themselves clean.
As for the other three boys, they had the mop, a bucket of water and cloths to clean some of the mess.
"Lucky, they didn't get much on the floor or cabinets," Zayn pointed out.
"Why the bloody hell do we have to clean their mess? Shouldn't they clean this themselves!?" Louis snapped, mopping the floor roughly.
"Oh shut up Lou! What has gotten into you lately? Just because you and Harry aren't friends anymore doesn't mean you take that shit out on us! Do you know what? Just leave, cool for a while!" Liam yelled, as he snatched the mop off Louis and pointed at the door.
Louis huffed and walked off.
"Sassy Lou!" Zayn laughed, as Louis was out of ear shot.
"Tell me about it!" Liam joined Zayn, both laughing like idiots and making sure they got the floor cleaned.
Meanwhile; upstairs Harry and Niall made sure they got clean and showered, in separate bathrooms of course.
As Niall dried his hair, looking at himself in the mirror. He found Harry's reflection leaning against the doorway, smiling. That smile made Niall's knees weak.
"Well that was fun!" Harry chuckled as he walked in and sat on the edge of Niall'a bed.
"Yeah, it was," Niall said, as he sat on the bed as well.
There was a silence. The both of them locked in their own thoughts.
Harry thought, that maybe he should tell Niall about these feelings he's been having, but at the same time he was scared that Niall wouldn't return them.
Niall thought, about tomorrow. He knew tomorrow was going to be a great day for the both of them, more bonding. Niall was going to make sure that it was going to be the best day.
They both were having very completely different thoughts.
Niall and Harry snapped out of it when they heard Liam yell from the kitchen. They knew Louis was the one being yelled at.
"I think we should get downstairs before they all rip each others heads off," Harry got up from the bed and made his way to the door, Niall following.
They got downstairs to see a squeaky, clean Kitchen. The boys obviously did a good job.
Liam saw Niall walk through the door with Harry. He knew this was the right time for them to have their talk, "Niall, buddy, can we talk alone please?" Liam announced.
"Uh, yeah sure." Liam pulled Niall to his bedroom, closing the door behind them.
"So what do you want to talk about Liam?" Niall questioned, sitting on Liam's desk chair.
Liam didn't know how to start this conversation. He couldn't just ask if there was something going on, like 'are you in love with Harry?' Or something like that. It would just be too awkward for him or Niall. He didn't want this conversation to be awkward, he just wanted to know what his best mate was keeping from him.
But for Niall, he was worried about Liam, as he watched him pace around the room. Niall knew Liam wanted to talk to him but he didn't know it would be this important to make Liam frustrated.
"Liam! What's going on? What did you want to talk about?" Niall asked, concern full in his voice.
Liam knew it was time to admit his suspicions, "What's been going on with you and Harry lately?" Liam sat on his bed, looking at Niall who was wide-eyed.
"W-what are you talking about Liam?" Niall stuttered, was he being too obvious? Was he showing this crush too obvious?
"Don't play dumb with me, Niall. I know you pretty well. I see the way you look at him and the way you touch him, I've been watching these couple days and it's finally came to me. You're in love with Harry!" Liam admitted.
"I'm not in love with one of my best mates!" Niall lied. He knew he wasn't the best liar, so Liam could see straight through. Liam gave him a look, a look that said 'don't-lie-to-me-Niall.'
Niall took a breath in and out, he had to tell someone and get it off his chest. Now, was his opportunity, "Okay, okay, fine. I'm in love with Harry. Happy?" Niall sighed.
Liam smiled, he knew it! "Aw, that's so cute Ni-Ni." Liam gushed, making Niall blush.
"But don't tell anyone, please. Not even Harry, okay? I'll finally get the guts to tell him soon," Niall warned Liam.
"I won't tell a soul, I promise!" Liam engulfed Niall in a bone-crushing hug, "My little Ni-Ni is growing up and falling in love!"
"Oh, get off me Liam!" Niall pushed Liam off him, "We better go, we don't want Zayn and Harry to worry now do we?"
But Niall didn't know was that Harry was on the other side of that door, eavesdropping in on their conversation. Harry smile almost fell off his face, he was smiling that much. He just heard that Niall returns these feelings. Harry had to show Niall that he felt the same tomorrow.
Harry heard the footsteps come close to the door, he ran downstairs making sure he wasn't seen. He plonked on the couch but still had that big smile on his face.
Niall and Liam got downstairs, sitting with Harry on the couch. Niall looked at Harry, curiously wondering why he was smiling?
"Are you alright, Hazza?" Niall asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about me." Harry said and smiled at Niall.
"Let's watch a movie!" Liam yelled, breaking the silence between them, "Zayn! Were watching a movie want to join!?" Liam yelled out, echoing through the house.
"Coming!" Zayn walked in the room and plonked on the single chair.
"Les Misérables?" Niall suggested, looking at all the other boys seeing if they're alright with the choice. Zayn and Harry nodded.
"I've always wanted to see that movie but never got time," Harry said, shrugging.
"Are you sure, Niall? The movie's about 2 hours and there's a lot of singing!" Liam warned, as he brought out the DVD case for it.
"Hey, singing is what we do for a living so I think I'll be fine with it," Niall chuckled, and snuggled into the arm of the couch.
"Alright then," Liam sighed and put the DVD in the player. It took a few minutes until it finally started.
Harry and Niall were already hooked, they somehow cuddled into each other during the movie. Niall cuddled into Harry's side and laid his head on his shoulder. Harry's arm was draped around Niall's shoulders
Louis finally joined them 30 minutes into the movie. They all sat in the lounge room watching Les Misérables.
They all loved Friday Mornings!
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