Crazy For You (Narry)

Prologue

He is sitting in front of me with his back facing me, playing video games with Louis. His back muscles move every time the game of Fifa got more intense and he moves to sit up straighter. His fingers fly over the buttons on the controller, making his pale biceps flex every now and then. My eyes move up towards his neck, the vein very prominent as he concentrates hard on beating Louis at that stupid game of football. I would much rather be making out with him right now. Wait, no. Stop it right there. You're getting caried away again.

Anyway, where was I? Oh right, his face, god his face. It's so cute and it has these little freckles and those pink lips. And when he smiles really big, he has a dimple on his left cheek. Yes, I know, I know, call me a freak but I just notice those things. His eyes are so beautiful, like endless pools of blue oceans, so clear and bright. I can stare at them all day. Of course, that'd be weird. I mean, I'm a dude. I like girls. Having fantasies about kissing your best friend isn't that weird. Everybody does that once in a while, right?! Okay, maybe not.

This has been going on for a while now, I just can't get myself to stop staring at the most perfect human being named Niall. My eyes slowly drift back towards his arms. There is a little tan line where his sleeves are supposed to be. The sun has been shining in Colombia since the day we arrived. He is wearing a plain white t-shirt, the short sleeves rolled up until his shoulders. I hate him for doing that. I can see his muscles so clearly. And I hate him more for working out, because damn he actually has, like, biceps now. I try to tear my eyes away as I see him glance at me.

''Well, I'm gonna use the loo, be right back,'' he says in that adorable irish accent.

''Yeah, whatever, you're just a sore loser,'' Louis banters.

''Shut up,'' Niall walks away after flicking Louis on the forehead, giggling cutely as he did so. I love that giggle. I move my eyes to the ground so that I won't stare at his bum while he walks. Hey, don't blame me, he has a cute bum, okay? Wait. What am I thinking? Niall does not have a cute bum. He is a boy. I don't like boys.

''Haz, I don't want to be annoying but your staring is quite obvious,'' Louis interrupts my thoughts.

''What? I wasn't staring.'' Damnit, he caught me.

''Yeah, keep telling yourself that,'' Louis chuckles.

''What do you mean?'' I frown.

''Dude, your little crush is getting a bit out of hand. Anyone can see that you're totally head over heels for Niall. I'm surprised he hasn't noticed it yet,'' Louis eyes twinkle mischieviously.

''I do not have a crush on him!'' I defend myself.

''Have you thought about telling him?'' Louis ignores me and asks further.

''Louis, do you want me to spell it out for you? I don't like Niall that way,'' I start to get annoyed with him. Who does he think he is? I don't like Niall and just because I think he's the most adorable person in the world, doesn't mean I have a crush on him.

''Whatevery, Harry. I think you guys would look great together!''

''Who would look great with Harry?'' A very familiar voice rings through my ears. I swiflty turn my head and see Niall.

''No one!'' I quickly turn back to face Louis and give him a stern look, silently telling him to keep his mouth shut.

''Awe, c'mon Haz, tell him!'' Louis smirks.

''Louis, shut up!'' I angrily stand up and walk out of Niall's hotel room, back to my own.

''What's up with him?'' I hear Niall ask Louis as I walk away.

''He's just in love but doesn't want to admit it.'' For a second I consider going back in the room to punch Louis in the face but I decide against it. I see Niall shrug and then they got back to their game.

A/N: the prologue! I hope you liked it! I'm very excited for this story yay. I'm gonna try and do this in present tense and from Harry's point of view. Let's see how this is going to work out.

I had my second exam today. I'll be done in exactly a week! woohooo :)

Dedicated to the birthday girl (not_niall_horan) ;) x

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