Harry just stared at Niall. The boy had no table manners. He took the meat with the fork and took it to his mouth. He bit off a large piece of meat and slurped with his mouth open. Niall belched and he didn't bother to sit up nice. Instead, he was leaning forward over the plate, he mashed all the potatoes into the sauce and poured it into his mouth. Niall didn't even touch the knife. After a while it seemed like Niall attention went over to Harry's eyes and he stopped. Harry just stared at him and swallowed.
"You're not used to eating food nicely?"
Niall didn't seem to understand the problem. Instead, he continued, and he smacked so that it splashed from his mouth. He belched and scooped into more food. The meat was never divided with the knife, and he continued to bite off pieces.
After dinner, Harry got to clean around Nialls chair. The table was sticky where the Irishman had been sitting, and Harry couldn't understand that he could eat that way. He himself was growing up with that you cut the meat into small pieces. You had no elbows on the table and you ate certainly not with your mouth open.
Yet disappeared all the thoughts as soon Niall appeared again. Niall looked good and he almost had a boyish look. His hair was are still not exactly pretty, but behind his hair was a beautiful boy.
"Maybe I should go." Niall mumbled uncertainly. "You promised me food and a shower?"
Harry knew he couldn't force him to stay, yet it felt tempting to let the Irishman stay.
"You have no shoes yet?" Harry got out. Niall nodded weakly and didn't seem to like that idea.
"That was the next question. How do I do with my outerwear?"
Harry laughed a little bit and realized that he had little some power left.
"If you just take it easy, maybe I can help you with that part too?"
Still, Harry did everything that Niall wouldn't go. He showed him into the couch and put on the television. How can he make a homeless to stay?
"You know what?" Harry got out of it. "If you want, you get to stay here for a few days?"
Niall seemed almost shocked. He stared at first at Harry, but then he hesitated.
"Are you sure I shouldn't pay with my body?"
Harry didn't like that question. He was a bit annoyed and shook his head.
"I don't want to have sex with you and I'm not such a guy."
Niall seemed to breath again and then he thought for a moment.
"Why do you want me to stay then?"
"I want to help you. Don't ask why but I want you to stay."
Niall still hesitated and looked down at his hands. He thought for a long time and then looked at Harry.
"Okay, I can stay, but tell if I have to pay you."
Harry was happy and he made the bed carefully. Niall got the guest room next to his own bedroom and he wanted that Niall would be nearby. It was a strange feeling in the body, and Harry realized that he was about to fall in love with Niall. It was funny because otherwise he was so picky, but Niall wasn't like any other person that Harry had met.
Niall got even borrow sleepwear and seemed almost surprised over the clothes.
"Don't you sleep naked?"
"I have no idea what your parents did, but I grew up with having night clothes on my body."
Niall nodded uncertain, but stretched them back.
"I sleep in the underwear."
Harry couldn't help but think about Nialls body. He crawled into bed but still he saw the pale body in front of him. Niall was perhaps not the one who had muscles, but the skin was so smooth and nice. Niall had a perfect butt and he had such a cuddly body.