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niall gazed at harryas they playedvideo games at thetaller lad's house,niall was leading the scoreas harry pressed thevarious buttons on the controlfocusing on nothingbut the game

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niall gazed at harry
as they played
video games at the
taller lad's house,
niall was leading the score
as harry pressed the
various buttons
on the control
focusing on nothing
but the game.

harry moved to and
fro swiftly
as niall watched
his brown soft hair
jump up and down,
his tattoos revealing as
his shirt lifted up,
his lower lip bit his
upper one as he
proceeded to concentrate,
and his green emerald eyes
fixed on the screen.

niall left the control
for a while,
and let harry win
the game,
as he smiled to himself
yet formed a
fake frown to show
his defeat when
harry turned to him.

"i won! i won!"
harry shouted as
niall giggled
at his cheekiness,
while harry jumped
up and down,
making silly faces at
niall trying to
make fun of him.

a moment arose,
as their eyes locked,
all sounds around dead.
niall moved forward
involuntarily,
as harry stayed stiff
in his position,
trying to comprehend
what is happening,
their was a space of
a metre between
their faces.

they could feel each
other's warm
breath,
making them shut
their eyes,
slowly yet beautifully.

"hazza dear!"
anne walked in as
niall immediately
moved back,
and harry coughed
a little as
she said,
"blueberry pie,
anyone?"

harry's face lit up as
he smiled,
his dimples forming
perfectly.

maybe,
just maybe,
niall realised,
he had fallen for
his human teddy-bear.

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