Chances. » Lirry/Narry

Thirteen.

Monday, February 17, 2014.

Liam's POV

I walk into the apartment, trying to cover up my yawn with my hand. I quickly close the door, and set a bag of food I bought from McDonald's on the table. I head for my room when I notice someone sleeping on the couch. I quietly walk over to the couch, finding Niall sound asleep on the couch for the third morning. I sigh, and shake the boy gently. "Time to wake up, Ni." I whisper. I watch as his one eye opens.

"Ugh." He groans, closing his one eye.

"You have school today." I remind him with a smile on my face. He opens his eyes again, and sits up from the couch.

"Urgh." He groans, and stretches his arms. "Where am I?"

"You're at my apartment. How's your hip?" I ask concerned. He looks up at me, and places a hand on his hip.

"It's just sore." He says before he yawns. I nod my head, and apologize for hitting him with my car. He accepts my apology, and gets up from the couch. I exit the living room area, and knock on the wooden bathroom door.

"Harry." I let out as I watch the door open, only revealing his head.

"Come in." He backs away from the door, allowing me to enter the bathroom. I enter the bathroom, and quickly close the door behind me. My eyes widen at the sight of Harry's revealed stomach.

"Are you going to go to school?" I ask, and make my way behind Harry. I wrap my arms around Harry's upper chest, leaning my chin on his shoulder.

"I'm actually feeling okay today." He takes a hand through his wet hair. I stare at Harry and I's reflection in the mirror in front of us.

"What if you-"

"Liam, I'll be fine." Harry interrupts me, trying to reassure me that he'll be okay. "I'm going to be late, and I hate being late. I need to get dressed now, Li." I let go of him, allowing him to put a shirt over his bare chest. I open the door, and exit the bathroom. I close the door to find Niall wearing one of my shirts.

"Thanks for the shirt." Niall smiles at me, and opens the bag of food.

Typical Niall.

I enter Mikey's small room to find her sleeping in her bed, hugging the teddy bear Harry gave to her. I smile at her, and peck the child's cheek. "Time to eat, Mikey." I whisper to her.

"Daddy." She opens her eyes to see me, and automatically sits up. The child wipes her eyes, and jumps out of bed. I follow my daughter into the kitchen area to find Niall eating my sandwich I got for myself.

"Thanks for the food." Niall winks at me with a smirk on his face. I sigh, and help Mikey up in her seat. "Hey, you were the one who hit me with your car."

"Are you going to hold that against me forever?" I ask, taking a hash brown from the bag for Mikey. Niall nods his head, and continues to devour my sandwich. I take out the rest of the items in the bag, and lay them out on the table.

"Liam, where is my back-pack?" Harry asks as he enters the kitchen area fully-clothed.

"I don't know, where did you put it last?" I ask, handing Mikey her orange juice in a plastic container with a straw.

"It was in our room last, I can't find it now." Harry complains, and pushes his hair back out of his face.

"Well, check again." I hand him his sandwich, and watch as he walks out of the room.

"Thanks for the breakfast, Liam." Niall says with a big smile. I decide not to question why he is even here and why he stole my breakfast, instead I take a bite of a hash brown. I quickly exit the kitchen, and enter the living room. I find Harry's black bag resting against the couch, and take it from the floor and into my hands.