Harry's POV

Three years later and I still feel guilty about what I've done to Niall. I treated him like shit and all what he was trying to do was catch my attention and show me that he does love me. I was currently preparing breakfast and thinking about the time that has passed since that night. It may classify as the best time of my life. Niall made me look at life in a different perspective, in a new light. It's just different with him, a good different, in fact, it's a perfect one. I jumped slightly when I felt the warm but familiar arms wrap around my waist.

"Good morning baby." Niall said as he placed a kiss on the nape of my neck enough to make me weak in the knees.

"Good morning Ni, sleep well?" I asked as I turned around in his embrace.

"Yeah." He mumbled. I chucked at his antics but felt my heart swell in adoration towards my blonde beauty.

"Hey Niall go freshen up, I've got something for you." He raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to have woken up a bit more now.

I quickly ran to his music room, well that's what he calls it, it's just a spare room and Niall said that he had a great idea for what to do with it; apparently turning into his music room was the grand thought, and grabbed the guitar. A couple of minutes later, Niall came back looking as perfect as ever, making me fall in love with him even more than before.

I watched as Niall's lips spread into a face splitting smile. His cheeks were tinted in a rosy red streak and his eyes were ignited with love. This could count as one of the most beautiful sights that I've ever seen.

"I'd most definitely stay with you for as long as you'd want me, but right now I want you in bed curly." Niall said as he grabbed my hands and quickly led me upstairs. How did life become so good?

A/N~~~~~~~~~~

Isn't Narry just perfect. *sighs dreamily*

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