A Slide Into First ➵ narry

Chapter 7

Harry woke up to his phone buzzing on his bed-side table. He reached over to see that Zayn was ringing him. Probably returning one of the twenty calls Harry had left the night before.

"Jesus Christ, Harry!" Zayn yelled with a giggle, "I guess you really wanted to tell me about your night with Niall, huh?"

"No, asshole. I actually wanted to know why the fuck you were the secret wingman to both Niall and I," Harry said, he voice still so dull from sleep that he couldn't properly yell.

"...oh,"

"Yeah, oh? Was this like a game for you? Try to see if you could hook two of your friends up before the summer was over?"

"Get your tin hat off! Listen, I didn't make Niall tell me that he liked you, okay? I realized it before either of you said anything to me,"

"Why didn't you just tell us that you knew about each other, instead of just beating around the bush?"

"Uh, privacy, dude? Besides, I left enough hints out. I pretty much told both of you that you were in love just without actually saying it. You found out, it's all good,"

"I just...hate feeling like my emotions were being toyed with,"

"They weren't, okay? There were so many times when I just wanted to grab you by the shoulders and scream in your face 'Niall told me he can't stop thinking about you, do something about it!' but... I had to let one of you do it. You have to understand that right? That nothing would be accomplished with me throwing you two in closet and crossing my fingers that you'd make out, right?"

"Yeah, but that would've been pretty hot, though,"

"You're not mad anymore, right?"

"No...I never really was mad, I just felt like I had been set up. We're good now,"

"So, how was last night then?" Zayn asked, Harry could hear the smirk through his voice.

"God, get your mind out of the gutter. Niall really did have to get back,"

"Nothing happened?"

"Well, I mean I pulled over a mile away from their house and we had a little fun, but it was all PG I swear to God,"

"What gentlemen!"

"I don't want to fuck things up by pushing him out of his comfort zone,"

"Fair enough,"

"Anyways, we're gonna have a fun time in a few hours anyways. Niall and I figured out how we're going to break it to Louis and Liam,"

"Oh, really? Do tell,"

"I told Liam to get him and Louis to my apartment like 10 minutes early because I had to run something by them. Hopefully Lou isn't an asshole and is on time. Niall's gonna Facetime in so that we can tell them together. We figure it's better that way,"

"Are you nervous?"

"I can't tell,"

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It turned out Harry was actually very nervous. His stomach was twisted and he kept pulling at his hair. He figured that it was because, although Louis and Liam were very open and accepting, he wouldn't be able to handle them not being okay with the situation. This... thing was so fresh and new (it hadn't even been 24 hours) and if it fell to shit already, well, Harry would probably just give up. It's not like he had a reason to think that his friends would react poorly, it's just that things in his life always seemed to end up worse than expected, so why would this be any different? The only saving grace was that both his mother and his sister had to work and they would be out for the house for the time being.