Never be the same again

Niall is straight, straight as he'll ever be, but will harry put up with the pain of knowing niall will never love him.


2. What's wrong Harry?

Chapter 2: What's wrong Harry?


Niall's P.O.V

"Niall, wake up mate... Niall I'm being serious wake up... NIALL!!"

That's all I could hear from when i woke up the morning, the sweet sound of Harry's beautiful voice, not. I could almost feel his breath on me, he was that close. I didn't like him being this close to me.

"What do you want Harry, for God's sake?!"

"My car won't start..."

At this point in time at 5:30am  I really didn't want to get up, not for anyone, not even for my best friend Harry. I don't even know why I call him my best friend, is it because I don't have many friends myself? I'm always sending Harry off with his friends, and what am i doing now? laying in bed all day on a Sunday, and every other day for that matter. I need some real friends.

"Ok... ok, get in the flippin' car, I'll get dressed and meet you in 5 minutes."

I saw Harry literally sprinting to the car, he seems in a hurry I better not keep him waiting. I got out of bed and I had this awful morning taste, the thought of me not brushing my teeth in the morning has always scared me. I've always had to do a routine with brushing in the morning because boy do i not want braces again. The thought went across my mind and I got out of my room all dressed and ready to go.

I saw Harry in the car looking anxious that he will be late for work. It never occurred to me that I would look at Harry the way I am now, his curly hair and his perfect cheeks, he looks so... hot. What am I saying?! I like girls, don't I? 

Harry's P.O.V

I hate it when I have to get lifts, but it's ok if Niall is doing it. Niall always makes me feel safe, like I can never have a better friend than him. I saw Niall looking at me when he was stood outside the car, he looked like he didn't know what was going on. Wait, could he have been looking at me as if he was looking at me romantically? I didn't know, I didn't want to ask either as i could get into a lot of trouble.

"Hey Harry can you pass me my phone?"

I reached over and took Niall's phone out of the glove box, I was doing this like it was some sort of mission not to do anything wrong. As I handed Niall the phone, he put his hand on my hand to get it, our hands met. I could almost feel the awkwardness in the air.

He moved his phone down and slowly adjusted his hand so that his fingers where wrapped in mine, like a moth to a flame, like a spider to a fly. His hand fit in mine like it was made just for me.

I wanted to ask Niall why he was holding my hand but I couldn't get the nerve to, it seemed that he didn't either. After about 10 seconds of paradise he let go of my hand and looked like he was very angry with himself, what am I not good enough? Am I something to be ashamed of?

Niall's P.O.V

I started to see Harry cry, I didn't like seeing him cry, but it almost felt like I couldn't ask him what was wrong because of the awkward moment that just happened, what have I done? he is my friend not my boyfriend, wow, that was weird to say... I'm not... gay, am I?  

It felt like heaven, like I was laying in a dream that I have always wanted, I can't see myself being with Harry, I like girls, this is something that I'm going to have to keep reassuring to myself if it carrys on like this.

I drove him to the coffee shop where he works and I dropped him off, I didn't bother saying goodbye or waving. I saw a tear coming down his rosy red cheeks, I felt guilty.


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