Niall's P. O.V.
I woke up this morning feeling empty inside. I knew I had said the wrong thing, regardless if Harry was messing with me or not. If he liked me, we could have been together. If not, then I could have moved on. I'll never truly know how he feels, and that's all my fault.
I told you so.
Yeah, I know.
The only thing to do now was to simply move on. It was too late to say anything now...or is it?
You'll never know until you try.
All right, I'll tell him.
I can do this. I'm strong. I'm not scared. I can overcome.
I picked up my phone and sent Harry a quick message, saying that I would meet him after school today at Nando's. I could tell him how I feel then, because I would be in my territory.
Maybe I should talk to Liam. I haven't been talking to him in a long time.
I picked up my phone and dialed his number and he answered on the first ring.
“Niall, buddy. I haven't talked to you in a long time, what's going on?”
“Nothing's fine, I'm torn.”
I licked my lips, trying to think of the right words to say, but then stopped. The right words to say was always the truth.
“Harry asked me if he was interested.”
I calmly took about five minutes to explain what had happened between Harry and I over the past month. Everything from our first meeting to our “date” to now poured out of my mouth.
“I see,” Liam says in response.
Liam was the type of person who thinks things through. He never rushed what he was going to say, which is why he usually never says anything wrong.
“Okay, Niall. What you should do is tell Harry how you feel. ”
Like I didn't already know that.
“But when expressing your feelings, be sure to tell him why you said what you said at the time. It's extremely important that he understands why your answer was the way it was, you know?”
“Yeah. Thanks Liam.”
“No problem, Niall. Go get him tiger.”
I decided that I couldn't wait for after school to come around, so I hung up and ran to Harry's house.
Harry's P. O. V.
I was kicking my football when I heard someone scream my name. When I looked over my shoulder, I realized that it was Niall.
“Harry! I need to talk to you!”
I walked over to Niall and tried to keep a neutral face expression, even though I wanted to cry inside. I couldn't think. I could hardly breathe.
“Harry, I wanted to explain my answer to you.”
“Yeah. I wanted to explain why I said no.”
Niall, I don't want to know because I already know. You're not interested. Why make me feel like this?
I cleared my throat and asked him to explain.
“Well, the first thing I should say is that I love you. I love you so much Harry and the reason why I said no was because I wasn't sure if how you'd think of me. I thought you wouldn't love me, and I was too scared of that thought. I didn't mean to hurt you if I did, though I doubt it. So there's the truth. I love you Harry, but I just didn't have the courage to say it because I thought you wouldn't love me back.”
I was completely stunned. He loves me.
He loves you, Harry, he loves you.
Niall loves me. He was just too scared to say it. I felt my face spread into this big, goofy smile.
“Harry? You haven't responded yet. Do you like me back? Hello?”
“Oh, sorry Niall. I was just lost in my thoughts. And yes, I love you back. I thought that was obvious.”
“I'm not good at recognizing if people like me or not, considering no one ever has in that past.”
“Don't say that Niall. I love you and I'm sure that many people you've known in the last love you too.”
I wrapped him in my arms in a hug. I wanted to kiss him, but I felt that would be better for another day.
“So do you want to go on a date sometime soon, Harry?”
“Then I guess I'll see you next Saturday?”
“Yeah, I'll see you then Niall.”
Why can't he love me?
I lay in bed, thinking about these thoughts. I wanted him to love me so much. I would do so much for him to love me back. Niall means the world to me. He was one of the first people I actually became friends with while living here. He's always been the person I consider my best friend. He's always been there for me when I needed it. So when he told me he loves Harry, my heart broke. This is the first time he's called me in 2 weeks, and we haven't spoken to each other in school in 3 weeks. I wanted him so bad, but I can't have him now.
I should have told him when I had the chance. Liam, you're such an idiot.
Here I was, telling Niall to talk to Harry before it's too late, and I failed to do that myself.
I wish I could tell Niall just how much he means to me. I guess I'll have to see if his relationship with Harry works out.
But of course it will work out. He's Niall. He's irresistible.
I couldn't stop grinning like a fool when I was walking home today. I felt that that the sun shined brighter and the sky seemed bluer because of today's special occasion. I'm so grateful for Liam's advice. I should ask him for help more often and he should be a guidance counselor. He always knows what to say.
I have to thank him tomorrow. He's the reason why Harry and I are together.
Now, I was lying in my bed, eating pizza and watching some golf. I felt at peace, and it's been forever since I've felt this feeling. My phone, which was next to me on my bed, buzzed. I looked at the screen and I saw that it was Harry.
Niall, do you want to a soccer game for our date on Saturday?
Of course, Harry. You know me so well babe.
Should I say babe yet? What if I make him uncomfortable? What if he hates pet—
Can't wait to see you love.
I laughed out loud to myself. He's so cute.
All right, I'll see you at school tomorrow.
You copied my thing.
I can do whatever I want, Harry. You should be honored
I am nialler poo. Anyway, I have to do some coursework, and I can't focus when my boyfriend is distracting me. Talk to you tomorrow.
I love him so much. I'm so lucky to have him in my life.
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Just One More Chance (Narry)Fanfiction
This is a One Direction fanfiction, with the main boys being Niall and Harry. Niall has been bullied a lot in school and all he wants is one more chance at life. Harry could be the boy that changes that.