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I feel weird.

Harry's waiting for me outside the dressing room and I feel weird walking out in a tux. I just feel weird.

"Niall?"

Shit he's calling me. Just go out there. It's just Harry. Your amazing boyfriend who you hope never leaves you.

"Niall--wow."

Harry suddenly walked in on me in my tux. My eyes widened and I turned away, flustered.

"Niall, you look so handsome in a tuxedo..."

I continued to look away and he sighed. I felt his hands on my waist and he spun me around.

"Niall Horan," he started, "you look so sexy in that suit that I want to tear it off your body and fuck you on this cold floor."

I blushed and grinned before he picked me up and kissed me.

"Stop being so insecure, you and I are going to have the best time at prom, and nobody is going to make it otherwise."