Best Friends (Niall)
You are sitting in the old tree house your dad and Niall’s dad had built for you when you and Niall were kids. You were home from college on summer vacation, and you were delighted to hear that One Direction was taking a break from their touring to home home for a week. You couldn’t wait to see Niall again, for you two had been the best of friends since primary school. But he was not expected to be back until tomorrow.
It is a warm day, but also cloudy, and you are predicting that it will rain soon. With you, you have a composition notebook that you use as a journal. At first, your goal had been to write something, but after a while you were just filling the page with doodles. Suddenly, you heard someone climbing the ladder that was used to get into the treehouse, and shortly after, a blonde head pops up.
"Niall!" you shriek.
He grins. “Hey, someone’s happy to see me,” he says as you hug. Then you two sit on the floor.
"I thought you weren’t coming until tomorrow," you tell him.
"Well, it turns out I got my vacation a little early," Niall says, "and I wanted to see my family and friends as soon as possible."
You smile. “Oh hey, I've kept the cupboard stocked. You hungry?” you ask.
Niall laughs. “What kind of question is that?”
"Good point," you say as you get up from the floor. As you are doing so, your foot kicks your journal open to the page you had drawn on. You did not notice this, though, until you turn back around from the cupboard. "Oh shoot," you say as you see Niall looking over the doodles all over the page. Some were of cartoon puppies or stick figures. But mostly, you had drawn the word ‘Niall’ over and over again in different ways. Sometimes there were hearts surrounding the name. But the worse part was where, in the middle of the page, you had written ‘(Y/N) Horan’. "Shoot, ugh, um," you stutter.
"You drew this?" Niall asks.
"Yeah," you say, embarrassed. "Because, um, well… I guess it’s obvious now, but uh… well, I’ve liked you for a long time. And for a while now, I’ve know that I’m.. in love with you." You look at your feet. "I’m sure you’ve met many other girls you’d prefer to be with than me, so we can just be friends, if you like."
Niall gets up and walks towards you. “Your wrong. I haven’t met any other girl I’d prefer to be with than you. Because, (Y/N),” he says, “I love you too.”