My new collab fic with my friend, it's Narry, rated M… no copyright infringement meant…

Please comment what you thought, it mean a lot to us. Hannah started this one :D

A little Piece of Heaven
Chapter 1

Niall's POV

I wandered aimlessly through the small village. My Dad had dragged me to Cheshire for a 'holiday'. It was supposed to be fun and eye opening to come from the town to the country side. Honestly it was just fucking boring. I had been here for a week already and I still had another 2 to go. My dad was loving it but there was just shit all to do around here. I just wanted to go back to Ireland, back to Mullingar where I actually had friends rather than wandering around Holmes Chapel wondering what the fuck to do with my life. I could be studying. I was just about to go into GCSE's but I couldn't be bothered.
I looked up from the ground and ran my fingers through my bleached hair. There was a bakery to my left and I could feel my hunger. I checked my pockets for money before going in. I pulled my guitar off my back and sat down.
Taking it out of the case I began to strum quietly and mindlessly for a minute.
"Excuse me." My head shot up. He was… I don't even know. He was just beautiful. It was no secret to anyone that I was gay… even my parents. They didn't like it but they put up with it. I think this was also a reason for this sudden trip. To get me away from this guy who I had been having a thing with.
He looked about my age, with a mop of brown curly hair that fell into his bright green eyes. He was fairly tall, taller than me at least and when he smiled dimples made themselves clear on his cheeks.
"Can I get you anything?" He asked.
"Erm…" I stuttered. He chuckled slightly.
"You ok?" He asked.
"Erm… I haven't even looked." I replied.
"Well, I make a mean espresso." He replied smiling.
"I would but I'm banned from espresso ever since I had one and tipped over my mum's bookcase… I destroyed her living room… I'll take a latte though, I'm sure you make a mean one of those too."
"That I do." He replied, "I also just spent about 2 hours decorating cupcakes so if they don't sell out then I might cry."
"Well I would love a cupcake then." I said grinning.
"Awesome, coming right up…"
He smiled brightly before walking away. I turned back to my guitar and continued to strum.
This was bad… I couldn't have a crush on him. For one, I only just met him… and secondly, I nearly had a boyfriend back home… thirdly, he probably wasn't even gay… and Fourth, if we did get together it could literally only last 2 weeks before I was shipped back to Ireland.
"Hey." The boy had returned with a bag over his wrist and 2 take-away cups in one hand. He had changed from his apron and uniform to a pair of black skinny jeans and a t-shirt that read 'Hipsta please'.
"Hey." I replied, "What's going on?" I asked.
"I just got off, and you look lonely and sad so I'm taking you for a walk. So pack away the guitar and let's go."
I cautiously placed the guitar back in it's case and slung it over my shoulder before taking the coffee.
"Don't I need to pay?" I asked.
"Got it covered." He replied revealing his perfectly straight teeth. "Now come on." He grabbed my hand and pulled me from the shop. "I'm Harry by the way, Harry Styles."
"I'm Niall Horan…" I replied taking my hand.
"I assume you're not really liking it here then?" He asked.
"Not really… sorry." I replied, "I just didn't really wanna come… there was this guy and we've kinda been fucking around for a while and well… we were kind of about to get together, and then I was suddenly shipped off here. My parents don't exactly approve." The words just started to spill before I could even stop them. Not that it was a problem him knowing I was gay… it just might be for him and this was probably the closest I was gunna get to a friend while I was here.
"I know how you feel… apart from the parents not approving thing, my parents are cool with it… So I guess I don't know how you feel about that… I know how you feel about dancing around the people you like." I was slightly taken a back. "So who's the guy?" He asked.
"Erm… his names Sean Cullen… We've been friends for a while, and well… things just sort of started happening… I was gunna ask him out but I was taken on 'holiday'. In other words, I was taken away to get over this 'phase' I'm going through and find a girl. You seeing anyone?" I asked.
"Nope…" He replied casually. "Don't get me wrong, my parents are perfectly supportive, I just haven't found the right person yet." We walked in silence as we both awkwardly sipped our coffees, "It really isn't that bad here." He broke the silence, "It's picturesque."
"It's no Mullingar…" I replied chuckling slightly, "By the time I get back Sean's gunna have moved on."
"Well that he can't be a very good guy if he's willing to get over you in three weeks. If that's the case he doesn't appreciate you very much and you should find someone new." Silence befell us again as I thought.
I had no idea where we were now. Harry suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me into a run. We broke through some trees and he revealed a huge lake.
"Woah…" I muttered.
"Pretty isn't it?" He replied sitting down on the edge of the cliff.
"Beautiful…" I replied.
"Yeah… it's quite a touristy spot." He pointed down the cliff to a large group of people, "But not many people actually know how to get up here." He opened the bag he was carrying and pulled out a cupcake and handed it to me.
"It's very nicely decorated Haz." I chuckled as I took the bun that was swirled in pink icing and decorated with a wafer flower. "Could have gotten one a bit manlier though…"
"Like this one?" He exclaimed pulling out a second cupcake, this one with blue icing and a wafer football on top, "I decided you were gunna be the girl in this relationship. Because I treated you to coffee and cupcakes, it means that technically this is a date, and as I paid that makes me the man. Besides, you're shorter than me too."
"You don't even know me you can't tell me that this is a date." I replied laughing,
"This is a date. Because you're cute… this was just my subtle way of getting you on a date without you realising. And because we're already on the date you can't reject me and say no now. I don't care about this Sean guy. You have two weeks here and we're gunna make it count. I don't want to see you coming into the bakery with a sad look on your face again."
"I don't know anything about you!" I replied.
"That's the point of a date. To find things out about each other..."
"You didn't even know I was gay when you bought me coffee." I argued.
"I figured it out with the way your mouth kinda dropped when you saw me, which proves you find me attractive. So tell me about yourself, Nialler…"
"I'm Irish." I chuckled.
"I figured that much out." He replied. "Come on, let's go back to mine, we can talk on the way."

Harry opened his door and dragged me into the large house.
"Harry…!?" A woman's voice shouted.
He led me through to the living room and into the adjoining kitchen.
"Hey mum, this is Niall." Harry introduced me, "He came into the bakery today, he's on holiday here from Ireland, his middle name is James, his favourite film is Grease, his favourite colour is green because of his Irish pride, and… he gets called a leprechaun a lot because he's Irish and quite short." He recited some of the information I had told him.
"Well that was a lot of information…" She replied, "I'm Anne, it's nice to meet you Niall. How long are you staying here?"
"Just two weeks." I replied, "We've already been here a week."
"Any reason for the visit or just a holiday…?" She asked.
"It was to isolate him from his friends because his Dad didn't like that he was getting a boyfriend, by what I've heard of him, he's a shit head and you shouldn't want to be with him anyway." He explained for me.
"Jealous are we Harry?" She chuckled.
"No." He snapped in reply. "Anyway, I'm showing Niall that Holmes Chapel isn't that bad and he should be having the time of his life. And I'm doing this by showing him how awesome the people are. Namely, me. Come on." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room and up some stairs. "This is my room." He said opening the door. "Let me take that." He took my guitar off of my back and rested it carefully against a wall.
His room was pretty simple. His walls were painted blue and a double bed was pushed up against the back wall.
"Nice room." I smiled as I saw the poster of Justin Bieber on the wall.
"Hey, don't judge, they boys got talent."
"I'm not judging, I like him too…"
"Good, do you play Fifa?" He asked chucking me a controller.
"So this is your idea of a date? Playing the Xbox?" I chuckled, "And yes I do… I'm just not very good at it."
"That's the good thing about taking a guy on a date, it's easier to find common interests. We can have a lot of fun just playing on the Xbox, if I was with a girl I would have to think too much… and a relationship should be easy."
"That's a weird way to think about it." I replied, "Surely if a relationship is worth it than the work doesn't matter. Not to mention sexual attraction should be a factor."
"Well I'm attracted to you, and we've been together for over an hour now and we seem to be getting on just fine."

At midnight I was still at Harry's house getting my ass kicked at Fifa. Harry's mum had gone to bed an hour before and said I could stay. I didn't hesitate in saying yes.
"You ready for bed? I'm knackered."
"Sure." I replied through a yawn.
Harry just started to strip. I kind of stared shocked at his actions.
"Sorry…" He said noticing my expression, "I just tend to sleep naked… I didn't think."
"It's cool." I replied, "Feel free." I smirked and winked before lying down on the bed.
"Aren't you gunna…?" He cut off.
"No…" I replied, "I'm not exactly comfortable with how I look." He walked over and lay down next to me.
"You should be… you're kinda beautiful…" He replied "I had a really good time today Niall… and I really hope you want to see more of me over the next couple weeks, even if it is for only two weeks… We'll just have to come to that when it does. But I don't want to not see you again." He rolled over and hovered over me, "You're beautiful and funny and special… and I really like you. The fact that you're insecure about yourself just makes you even more adorable. I think you're amazing Niall."
"I think you're pretty special too… and I don't want to not see you after tonight either."
"Good." He smiled.
I raised my head slightly and pushed my lips to his. He lay down on me and ran his hands up to my hair. The kiss was probably the best kiss I had ever experienced and even if it was only for two weeks, I'm glad I would even have him for that long. Harry Styles was special.
He pulled away and looked down at me smiling.
"I'm glad you came into the bakery today." He whispered.
"I'm glad you took me out on a date without my permission." I replied.
"I'm glad you listened when I told you not to go for that guy back home."
"I'm glad I kissed you." I smiled.
"I would be glad if you would let me kiss you again." He whispered hesitantly.
I didn't answer. Instead I pressed my lips back to his, smiling into the kiss.