Summary: “I’ve been thinking about something,” Niall muses when he flicks the page of his maths book. “Yeah and what’s that Niall?” Harry smiles and spins the chair around to face his friend. “Something to do about maths, because I’m rubbish at that and you know it.” He leans back a bit and puts his feet on top of the blonde’s back with a fond smile. “I want to kiss you,” he says instead.
It is a
late Sunday afternoon. Harry is sitting in the office chair at his desk while
Niall is lying in his bed, his head resting on his hand and his feet hovering
in the air. Times like these where it is just Niall and Harry has been few ever
since the summer holiday.
We went to a family birthday BBQ today in Los Angeles and came home past Ashtyn’s bedtime.
As I got Ashtyn out of the backseat she said “oh wow, look at that star! I need to make a wish.” I braced for a long list of Star Wars action figures and eye shadow palettes, but she threw me for a loop:
“I wish for 10 kisses from you daddy, 4 hugs from mommy, and new soil for my raspberry bush.”