Iris // Narry MPreg

Chapter Seven :: Gave Me You

Chapter Seven! Named after the song by the amazing Blake Shelton: God Gave Me You. In le side bar for ya! I wrote this last night and this morning! I think there are only going to be like two more chapters of this :( it's going to be sad for me because this is going to be the first Wattpad story that I've ever completed. So yeah, chapter seven!

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Harry's POV:

It was a usual Friday in September. Well, more than a regular Friday, as not only did it happen to be Friday the 13th, but also my boyfriend's 20th birthday. None of us were too concerned about the actual date, as none of us were the superstitious type, except Louis kept making broken mirror jokes and warned everyone not to spill the salt. 

"Harry. Let's go out on our proper first date!" Niall proposed, bounding excitedly into our room. 

"Niall, I would love to go out on your birthday but-"

"Oh, I know. I didn't mean out. I meant we could have our own little bed-picnic, just the two of us in here!" He explained, more excited about this than I had seen him in while. 

"That sounds perfect!" I beamed at my happy boyfriend, who sped out, going to make preparations. 

"Niall?" I called after him.

"Yeah?"

"Are you cooking something by chance?" 

"I'm going to try, and Louis is helping. Why? Is that alright?" He asked, sounding worried. 

"Of course. Just don't burn the house down, babe."

"Blame Louis if it does." Niall chuckled and raced off. 

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After hours of waiting, and the smoke alarm going off at least 15 times, Niall came in and blindfolded me. 

"Is this really necessary, Ni?" I whined. 

"Now don't be silly, curly boy. We don't want to ruin the long awaited surprise, now do we?" Niall taunted, talking to me like a simple minded child. 

I pouted, but sat quietly once again. After what felt like another eternity, Niall slipped off my blindfold, revealing a surprisingly well set up mini indoor picnic before me on the bed. A classic red and white table cloth lay across the bedspread, with fake candles arranged in the middle. There were two plates of baked chicken, the kind of mixed vegetables that you heat in the microwave oven, apple sauce, and two steaming hot cups of tea. In the background, Niall's iPod played cheesy serenading love songs, and all other lights were out, and the door locked. 

"You're a complete dork." I pecked my boyfriend's lips. "But you're my dork."

"I hope you like it." Niall grinned. "What set off the smoke alarm were those damned frozen vegetables. The package said 'quick and easy,' but nothing is quick in easy with Louis. He wouldn't read the damn directions, and wasted three packages of them!" Niall faked anger at our crazy friend. That was Louis for you. 

"It's perfect." I whispered, and meant it. It wasn't your typical first date, but then again, we weren't in a typical situation. But Niall did a great job to work with what we had and make it special. 

We chatted, ate, and just enjoyed our time alone together. Because, either way the cards fell, we wouldn't have too many more chances to have intimate time alone together. At the end of the night, Niall cleaned up everything and returned. Isabella and Raegan followed for their nightly song, I sang, and they were ushered out and tucked in by Louis. Niall got ready for bed and crawled in next to me, where I was already prepared for sleep. He cuddled me close, same as every night.