As soon as Niall steps into the bus he's hit with the smell of cinnamon, he sees a candle on the counter he turns and sees Harry with glasses on and a oversized colorful cardigan reading a book. "We're back!" He walks over to him with a smile on his face.
"That was fast," Harry places a bookmark to not lose his place before he shuts the book and places it next to him. "Did you two have fun?" He asks looking over at Bressie who nodded.
"It was a beautiful golf course." Niall sits across from him. "What are ya reading?" He points to the book beside him.
"A book of poetries." Harry beams, he only started yesterday and he's nearly finished. "What are you two going to do now?"
"Think we're going to chill for a bit, isn't that right Nialler?" Bressie sits next to Niall patting his thigh.
"Yeah I'm a bit knackered," Niall glances down at Bressie's large hand running up and down his thigh, he smirks up at him. "You—"
"I've tired him out." He leans towards him to press a kiss on his neck.
Niall looks up at Harry expecting to see him annoyed or even angry but when he sees the hurt in his eyes he pushes Bressie away and quickly stands up to sit on his lap. He wraps his arms around his neck kissing him softly until he hears him laugh. "What? Why are you laugh?"
"We got you!" Harry pinches his cheeks.
"What do you mean you got me?" Niall narrows his eyes at him.
"Bressie and I thought it'd be funny to have you think I was hurt about him being overly touchy." He squeezes his cheeks and coos at how cute Niall looked with smushed cheeks.
"He only lasted a minute." Bressie laughs at them.
"Stop trying to corrupt my sweet innocent boyfriend with your stupid jokes!" Niall glares at Bressie who keeps laughing at him. "And you, I'm very disappointed in you." He points at Harry.
"We were just trying to have some fun—"
"You're both annoying." He removes himself from Harry's lap and walks over to fetch a beer. "Are we going to watch something on the telly?"
"Whatever you want, baby." Harry gives him a wide grin. "Come cuddle." He opens his arms but was soon disappointed when Niall shakes his head.
"You two can cuddle." Niall sits back down and starts changing the channels.
Harry purses his lips as he stares at Niall watching the telly, he frowns when Niall doesn't acknowledge him so he stands up and sits right next to him. He ignores Bressie's chuckles, pulling Niall close to him. "I'm sorry, love, I shouldn't have agreed to that. Please don't be mad." He whispers into his ear. "I love you so much."
Niall turns his head to look at Harry their noses brushing, he couldn't help but smile at him. "I love you so much, H." He pecks his lips. "Now let me watch this."
"Darling," He whines. "You just came back from playing golf, you can't possibly want to watch golf."
"I do." He pats his knee.
"You two already act like a married couple, I find it very adorable." Bressie coos at them. "So when's the wedding? Are you planning on having kids right away?"
"What are you? A bloody reporter? Christ, Bressie, watch the telly." Niall tries to fight the blush.
"Mmm I'd love to have lots of babies with you." Harry presses his lips to Niall's temple. "We can start trying now."
"Oh fuck off! What are you two on? Ya bloody wankers." He detaches himself from Harry and goes to the back of the bus where the bunks were. It only takes two minutes of Niall laying in his bunk in silence before a pouty Harry comes into view.
"Baby," Harry nudges him to move over.
"Alright." Niall slides over and was soon being cuddled by him. "So clingy." He sighs when Harry lays his head on his chest, he loved it when all Harry wanted was to cuddle.
"It's weird that we're in Ireland and we didn't get to see your family instead we'll see them in London." He says after a few minutes of silence. "Bobby usually is quick to come and see you."
"They did want to come but they had other things to do and it wasn't such a big deal since they're flying over to see us." Niall was a bit disappointed but knowing he'll be seeing his family in two days made him feel a lot better.
"Aww my sweet baby." Harry kisses up his neck. "Don't be upset."
"Not upset," He pouts but giggles when Harry starts nipping at his neck. "That tickles!"
"I love your laugh." He wraps his arm over Niall's waist. "It's my favorite."
"Such a sap, H." Niall pats his head. "But I still love you."
"I love you more."
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"Oh fuck Harry- We'll see our famil— ohh!" Niall presses his forehead on Harry's shoulder as he moved his hips.
"Baby—"
"I just don't know how our family— shit, shit..... uh!" He raises up and then slams down hard on Harry's cock. "When we tell them about us- fuck!"
Harry gripped Niall's waist hoping it'll stop his rambling.
"I-I don't want to disappoint... uh anyone— Fuck, Harry— especially the fans." He throws his head back when Harry hits his prostate.
"Darling—"
"S-some of them w-won't be too h-happy... oh god.... the ones who w-want you w-with—"
"Baby," Harry groans as he thrusted up into Niall. "Stop talking." He growls tilting Niall's head with one hand so he could kiss him while the other hand slid over to his bum.
Niall digs his nails onto Harry's bare shoulders whimpering into his mouth, he was close and needed Harry's touch. "P-please, Haz, please."
"I've got you baby boy." Harry takes a hold of Niall's hard leaking cock and starts wanking him. He feels him shake and clench around him, soon Niall spills all over his hand and both of their stomachs.
"Ah Harry!" Niall squeezes his eyes shut as he reaches his high, he slumps forward unable to move.
"Shit, baby, I'm so close." He flips them over and thrusts harder feeling himself ready to burst. He buries his face in the crook of Niall's neck breathing him in and letting out small grunts.
"F-Fill me up— ohh...." He lets his legs fall open as Harry comes inside of him, they both still trying to catch their breath and come down from their highs. After a couple of minutes Niall whimpers when he feels Harry pull out.
"I love you." Harry pecks his lips and falls next to him.
"I love you, H." Niall says at the same time, he giggles at that and pulls Harry close to him.
"We'll be alright, Ni, you don't have to worry. We've got each other, yeah?" He sees Niall's bright eyes become even brighter at that. God, his eyes are so breathtaking.
"Yeah." He smiles. "I'd go for another round but I think three is okay for now. Fucking knackered."
"I'm afraid if we were to go again my dick will just fall off." Harry smiles when he hears Niall's laughter.
"You're stupid." Niall breathes out. "We should go shower, I'm all sticky and sweaty."
"I love it when you're all sticky and sweaty," He chuckles at Niall's groan. "We've got two hours until we have to be at the stadium, let's take a quick nap."
"Fine." He didn't feel like getting up anyway, he was too sore. He lets himself fall into a deep sleep in the warmth of his boyfriend's body heat.
They get woken up by loud knocks and Basil's muffled voice telling them they've got fifteen minutes until the cars arrive.
"Shit, we should've put an alarm." Niall sits up looking down at Harry who had covered his head with the blanket. "H, we have to shower." He pulls on the blanket.
"Why can't we stay here? Yeah, Let's just say here." Harry peeks out of the blanket and stares at Niall as he shook his head and got out of bed. "Baby, come back." He whines.
"Haz, come on babe. We don't have much time and I'd like to snog you for a bit." He holds back a giggle when Harry rushes towards him.
"Hurry then, we've got ten minutes!" Harry smacks his bum as he passes by him chuckling at Niall's gasp.
"Prick!"
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Harry frowned from afar not understanding why Niall would avoid him or move away when he'd approach him, he looked out at the crowd then back at Niall who was now walking off stage.
"You alright?" Zayn nudges him noticing Harry's frown.
"Where is he going?" He asks with a sigh.
"To the loo, don't worry." He smiles. "Want some water?" Zayn points to a few water bottles that were on the floor.
"No, think I need to wee as well." Harry turns around and jogs away mouthing to Liam he was going to the loo. He quickly makes his way to the toilets, when he steps inside he sees Niall about to walk out but he shakes his head and grabs him by his hand pulling him back inside. "What's going on?"
"What?" Niall looks up at him confused.
"Every time I go near you, you walk away." He lets go of Niall's hand only to card it through his sweaty curls instead.
"Haz, I'm not avoiding you but.... I don't want people to start rumors." He chews on his lower lip.
"Rumors?" Harry furrows his brows. "Baby, is this because of our families being here tonight—"
"Boys!" They hear Paul yell from the other side of the door.
"I'm really nervous." Niall whimpers softly, he buries his face in Harry's chest and sighs. "Well not about telling our family but.... after we tell them, we'll have to tell the rest of the world. The fans—"
"Love, no, don't worry about that right now. Okay?" Harry wraps his arms around his body and hugs him tightly. "I love you." He kisses the top of Niall's head.
"I love you and I'm sorry for being an idiot." Niall turns his head so he could press a few kisses on Harry's neck.
"Come then," Harry smirks before throwing Niall over his shoulder and running out of the loo towards the stage. "I've found a wild Niall!" He laughs into the microphone catching everyone's attention.
"Aww look at them!" Liam smiles widely at them. "They're back!!"
Harry carefully sets Niall down on his feet but not before smacking his bum.
"Harold!" Niall gasps dramatically making everyone laugh. He bops his nose then turns around to skip away from him.
As the show ended Harry finds himself waiting for Niall in his dressing room but after nearly an hour of waiting he packs his things and starts heading out that's when he finally spots him. "Niall, where were you?"
"Lewis is here!" Niall pulls the lad in front of him.
"Nice to see you," Harry shakes his hand. "Enjoyed the show?"
"Fuck yeah! All those dance moves made me want to be your groupie." Lewis winks at Niall, laughing at Harry's wide eyes. "I'm joking."
"Right," Harry turns to Niall. "We have to leave, our family—"
"I was going to go out for a drink with Capaldi." Niall says quickly, ignoring Harry's disappointed look.
"Nah mate, it seems like you've already had plans. We'll go tomorrow night." Lewis notices Harry's tensed shoulders. "You can come as well, all of you."
"Oh okay." Niall nods and gives him a quick hug.
"See ya!" Lewis pats Harry's shoulder and starts walking away. "Don't fuck too hard, need ya to be able to walk tomorrow!" He says over his shoulder.
"Christ," Niall giggles but stops when he sees Harry's serious expression.
"You were trying to get out of this, weren't you?" Harry glares at him.
"Of course not." Niall scoffs even though he was lying. Fuck.
"Let's go then, they're all waiting for us." He walks ahead of Niall feeling a bit annoyed at him. He smiles at everyone he passes thanking them. He slides into the van and keeps to himself for most of the ride to his house.
"You're mad." Niall frowns, not being able to take more of the silence.
"I'm not." Harry mumbles looking out at the window.
And before Niall could say anything else the driver announces they had arrived, he opens the door and slips out of the van looking up at Harry's house.
"Are you going to find another excuse to prolong this?" He asks coldly.
"N-No." He quickly stops Harry from entering the house. "Please don't be mad, I'm sorry. I'm just really nervous and I know it was shitty of me to try and go with Lewis but—"
"Ni, I'm not mad." Harry stops his rambling. "Maybe a bit annoyed but I'm not mad."
"Haz—"
"Are you two just going to stand there all night? Come on! I'm dying to see their reaction!" Gemma says from the entrance.
"Gem," Harry pulls her into a hug. "I love you."
"Love you too baby brother." She kisses his cheek and then turns to Niall. "You okay?"
"Course." Niall gives her a small smile.
"Hurry then, Bobby kept complaining about going to bed too late." She giggles.
Niall follows Harry and Gemma inside the house and into the sitting room. He looks around the room and sees everyone there looking cosy and chatting happily.
"Does it really take you boys nearly two hours after the show to get home?" Bobby asks once he sees Harry and his son walk in.
"Well no, but we got a bit side tracked." Harry clears his throat giving Niall a quick glance.
"So, why are we all here?" He looks between the two. "I was expecting for the other boys' families to be here as well."
"We actually have something to tell you." Harry runs his hands through his hair. This is it.
"Oh, is it bad?" Maura raises her brows.
"No," Harry shakes his head. "Nothing bad."
"What is it love?" Anne gives Harry a reassuring smile.
"Niall and I," He looks back at Niall wondering why he wasn't saying anything. He understood he was nervous but leaving it all to him to handle this situation was unfair. "We're together." He says.
"Dating?" Maura raises her brows
"Yeah, we're dating." Harry looks around and was taken aback by their lack of reaction.
"We kinda figured." Bobby says.
"It was quite obvious." Anne was so happy for them, she always favored Niall over the other boys but made sure not to show it. "We're really happy for you."
"It was about time, I thought you two would've needed a strong shove in order to realize the love you had for each other." Maura giggles.
"What... what gave it away?" Niall finally speaks up.
"You two would eye fuck each other." Greg rolls his eyes at them.
"So, all of you already knew?" Harry wasn't sure why he was angry at that but he was. "Or thought you knew?"
"I mean , yeah—"
Harry storms off leaving the others confused at his behavior.
"Harry," Niall frowns about to go after him but Gemma stops him.
"He needs a moment." She tells him before pulling him over to the sofa.
"Were you two fighting?" Maura asks concerned. "It seemed like you were ready to run away and Harry seemed tensed."
"It's been a long day," Niall mumbles.
"I think my son was expecting a different reaction from us, we were a bit rubbish at the news." Anne sighs wondering if Harry was doing okay.
"Yeah we were," Bobby rubs at his eyes. "I'm really happy, son. Harry is a great lad who I love like me own."
"Thanks da," Niall fiddles with his fingers. "I'm sorry but I have to go check on him."
"Go ahead, love. We're heading to bed anyway." Anne smiles at him.
Niall smiles back and wishes them a goodnight before walking upstairs to Harry's bedroom. He finds his boyfriend laying in bed. "Pet?" He gets into the bed slipping under the duvet and sliding close to Harry. "Talk to me."
"I'm fine, Niall." Harry mutters under his breath.
"You're not." He presses a kiss on his bare shoulder. "Tell me what's wrong, petal, please tell me."
"I thought it was going to go differently but it seemed like they already knew. Thought they'd be a little surprised. Fuck, I had prepared a speech, Ni. A bloody speech." He turns to face Niall. "You didn't even say anything."
"I'm sorry, I froze as soon as I saw our family." He caresses his face. "But Haz, they're really happy for us and that's all that matters. Bobby said he loves you like his own, and that's huge."
"He said that?" Harry couldn't help but smile when Niall nods. "I guess I was just as nervous as you but didn't want to show it."
"Aww H," Niall cups his face and kisses him. "I love you."
"I love you too." He smiles pulling him down until he was cuddling him. "Let's sleep, yeah? Tomorrow is our last show and it's gonna be a big one, we need lots of energy." He rubs Niall's back.
"I want to tell them on our next interview." Niall says quietly, pressing his nose to Harry's neck.
"Who love?" Harry slides his hand under Niall's shirt to touch his soft skin.
"Our fans and just everyone, about us." He shyly looks up at him to see his reaction.
"You want to, love?" He wets his lips watching Niall straddle his waist.
"Course," Niall runs his hands down his chest then up again. "Unless you don't want to."
"If I could, I'd do it right now." Harry grips his waist. "But I don't think that would be a great idea, not at this time anyway."
"Yeah no, it's really late." He bites down on his lip at Harry's groan when he slowly grinds down on him.
"Baby," He whines.
"Goodnight." Niall's whispers into his ear before removing himself from him to head into the bathroom.
"Niallll!" Harry calls after him, he sighs when he doesn't come back. He lays there waiting for his boyfriend and after ten minutes Niall finally comes back only in his briefs. "Gorgeous as fuck."
"You're an idiot." Niall lays next to him with a blush on his cheeks.
"And you're not very good at receiving compliments from your very kind boyfriend." Harry giggles kissing his cheek and snuggling him. "I love you."
"I love you too H." He reaches over to turn off the lights. "Night pet."
"Goodnight my love."
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