Niall's Pov
I smile at Harry. We have a day off, so I decided to hangout with Liam. His eyes are sparkling. I wonder why. He walks towards me, and a notice his hands are a bit shaky.
"You alright mate?" I ask my fellow bandmate. I run a hand throught my hair, hoping it looks okay. The way Harry is looking at me is making me a bit self concious.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" he responds with a small smile. I open my mouth to say something when I hear him mutter something under his breath and walk away. This makes no sense. Why wouldn't he say goodbye? I sigh and turn around, noticing Liam walking out of our hotel room.
"Hey Ni." he says to me. "Ready to go?" I nod a yes and head off to the busy streets of an English town.
Harry's Pov
I can't start being so rude to Nialler. It isn't fair to him. I want to forget him so badly, but it seems highly unlikely. I take a deep breath as I walk throught the doors of our hotel lobby. I shiver, not expecting it to be so cold this early in the day. I look around trying to find no one in particular. I wave to fans that have spotted me. They all ask me if I'm alright. "Yeah, except I love Niall. yes, the straight Irish one." I think to myself. I wave goodbye once I finish talking to the fans. I hear a noise, and realize my phone is going off. I swallow the lump that is forming in my throat. I click "accept" and put the phone to my ear.
"Yes Li?" I speak into the phone. I notice the heavy breathing, along with a few giggles. he says something like,
"Stop Ni. That tickles!"
"Li, what's going on?" I ask through gritted teeth, The giggling still continues.
"Just wanted to invite you to lunch is all." Liam says.
"Kinda busy right now." I lie. I can't be around the flirting duo.
"Okay. See you later." he says to me. I hang up the phone, and continue walking. I look through my contacts in hit the call button.
"Zayn, we need to talk." I say.
"Okay. Come to my room." he replies.
"Be there soon. Thanks." I say before hanging up.
I turn around and walk back to the hotel.
Luckily, I hadn't gotten that far. I smile at the fans outside the lobby and stride up the stairs to our floor. I knock on Zayn's door, where he greets me with a smile.
"Come on in." he says and steps aside, allowing me to walk in.
I walk towards a sofa and sit, a bit uneasy.
"I like..someone, but they don't feel the same." I say, getting right to the point.
"Sorry Haz. Show them how great you are. They need to see you as an option." he says to me. I smile as he puts on a game of FIFA.
"Care to play Styles?" he jokes.
"Bring it on." I say with a smile This is what I need to get over the blonde, right?
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I love him
FanfictionThings seem to be normal. Than Harry tells one of the boys his secret: he's in love with Niall, his beautiful bandmate that makes his heart race just by looking at him. Maybe, just maybe, Harry will tell him. But it might be too late.
