So this is NOT my first narry story but it is on this account! enjoy the first chapter of Daydreaming:) tell me what ya think!;)
Originally written on 10/2013
Edited 11/2016
*edited*
(This is so bad, I'm so sorry)
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Ch.1
*9 years earlier*
This was beyond anything the 7 year old boy could handle. The car had been rolled over onto the side of the road only coming to a stop when it hit a tree. Hard.
The boy came too and looked over at his mum in the front seat. He shook her gently.
"Mummy?" The boy shook her again.
He heard a groan in the passenger side, it was his dad. The boy's dad looked over at the child's mum and then over at him.
"What happened?" The boy mumbled in pain.
He heard his father choke and then let out a sobbing noise before shaking the boy's mum. "Mummy crashed the car, it'll be okay." He let out another choking noise as the boy started to faint. "You just won't grow up with a mum." He heard his dad whisper and then black out.
*Present: Harry's POV*
I sat up in my bed quickly stunned by the memory appearing in my dreams. That didn't usually happen anymore, but when it did, it sucked so bad. I looked over at my clock: 2:00 AM. Well, this sucks.
When I was a kid, I would often have that dream and had no one to talk to. Now that I was older, I had someone to talk to. I dialed a number and listened to it ring twice before someone answered not sounding excited.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAROLD, IM TRYING TO SLEEP!" I laughed, Louis was the greatest. But not in the mornings. Drama queen.
"I had that nightmare again, Boo!" I complained to him all the time. He was my best friend, what did he expect? Although I called him Boo, sometimes because he hates it, he was like my brother.
"Aw my poor little Haz Bear had a bad dream! WELL CALL LIAM, IM FUCKING TIRED!" He was the sassiest in the mornings. Lil bitch.
"But Liam isn't you!!"
"HARRRRRYYY!!!"
"I'm coming over."
"THE FUCK? NOO-" I hung up the phone before he blew my ear drums out with his constant whining.
For years, people thought we were dating and although he denied even being gay, I knew that he was. I think he has the hots for Zayn, or maybe Liam. Or both. I was team Lilo anyway. I wasn't gay, no way. I mean guys aren't bad, but I'm just more attracted to girls.
I walked out the door and trotted, yes I trotted cause I ain't in no hurry, up the street to Louis' house. The house next to his had a moving truck backed into the driveway, Lou didn't tell me he was getting a new neighbour. Curiously, I stared up at the nice house and wondered why they were moving in so early in the morning.
Suddenly I was on the ground with my head spinning. What the hell? I opened my eyes and saw a worried face above me. I didn't recognize the guy, but I guess he was moving into the house I was just looking at.
"Are you okay mate? I didn't see you there! I'm so sorry!" He had a thick Irish accent and even though he was concerned for my well being, he looked happy.
"Erm, it's okay I didn't see you either." I looked up at his hand in front of me and I quickly took it.
I stepped on his toe and blushed as I noticed how attractive he was. He had bright blue eyes and a positive aura that drew me closer to him. He was.. different. Yeah, that's the word.
"Umm.. what's your, uh, name?" I always find a way to embarrass myself.
"N-Niall." He looked down at his feet. Was he nervous too? "What's yours?"
"Harry." I looked into his eyes and this time we got caught in an awkward stare. I have never wanted to crawl in a hole and die more than I do right now. I finally broke the odd stare and noticed I wasn't wearing shoes, like an idiot. I chuckled at my stupidity and then quickly explained myself (I don't want to seem crazy): "I forgot shoes."
"Wow, that's brilliant!" He laughed along with me. He has a cute laugh. Just a nice observation there.
"Erm.. so, are you new?" I scratched the back of my neck awkwardly, this was not going well for me.
"Yep! Just got here!" He smiled proudly as I saw his, I assume anyways, mother carrying a seemingly heavy box into the house.
"Well Niall, I'll see you at school tomorrow because your mum is glaring daggers at us." I winked at him before continuing. "You gotta meet Louis, he lives next to you," I point to his house on the left and roll my eyes. "He's my best mate and the biggest drama queen in the world." He simply smiled and looked over at Louis' house with a distant, but hopeful look to him. This kid is strange. "You can meet him tomorrow when we go to school!" I smiled my dimple smile and patted him on the shoulder. Is that weird? Is that a thing normal people do? Oh no, I messed up.
"Okay, Harry! It was really nice talking to you." Niall gave me a shoulder pat as well, so I think I'm in the clear. For now.
"Bye, Nialler!" I winked at him and left walking to Louis' house in a confident fashion, but I felt the complete opposite of confidence.
I couldn't wait till tomorrow. I liked Niall. He was different, interesting and could fill the blonde, Irish gap in our friend group. I'm kind of excited to just see him again. Strange..
*Niall's POV*
He was cute. I've only been attracted to girls my whole life, but I had to admit he was rather very attractive. It was really awesome of him to talk to me and invite me to his friend's house, having someone be so nice already is great. As I looked at Harry's retreating back, I felt this weird sensation in my stomach. It wasn't a "OMG HE"S SO CUTE!" sensation, but it was more of a good feeling. I have the feeling something great is going to happen here.
*Harry's POV*
I knocked on Louis' front door, I hope I wake him up. This was important. Well, not really I just didn't want to sleep. Plus, why not annoy the person you love most early in the morning?
"HARRY?! I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME!" Louis' hair was like a spider web and he had a crazed look on his face as if he was going to murder me. I wouldn't doubt that he would.
"No, you didn't." I fake pouted at him, sticking my lower lip out and making puppy-like whining sounds.
"Fineeeeee." Louis opened his door and let me in reluctantly.
I walked into his house and went straight to his room. Louis is super dramatic and really ridiculous, so it didn't surprise me when he tripped coming up the stairs. Even though I expected something I still sat on the floor and laughed my ass off at him.
I was still laughing and trying catch my breath to tell him about Niall. Finally, I could breath again. "I met your new neighbour!"
"I have a new neighbour?!" Louis' face looked torn between confusion and just plain Louis sassiness, I have never figured out why he's so damn sassy when his parents and sisters are so damn polite.
"His name is Niall and he's our age! We can bring him into the gang!" Did I really just say gang? I am so lame.
"Okay, as long as you never say gang again." We started having yet another laughing fit. There's so many reasons why I love Louis, and one of them is he always knows how to make me feel better.
We calmed down and an evil idea popped into my head. I got a little sinister grin on my face as Louis noticed that I stopped laughing. "So, Liam or Zayn?!"
Louis blushed deeply, but I couldn't tell who he was blushing for. Well, now I know for sure that Louis is into guys. Good for him. Anyways, he tried to stutter out an excuse, but I shushed him. "I don't care that you like guys, I just need to know who you like so I can force a relationship for you!"
Louis' eyes widened in fear as he shook his head furiously. "No, Harry."
I cocked my head to the side as I studied his face to find any sort of hint to who he was interested in. "Is it someone I know?"
Louis shrugged but then murmured, "Yes, very well."
"Zayn."
Immediate eye roll and scoff from Louis, so no, not Zayn.
"Oh god, is it me??" I felt panic rise in me and I already started making plans on how to let him down easy.
"Fuck no, Harry! You're my damn brother, don't flatter yourself." And cue sassy eye roll from Louis.
"Thank god." Louis rolled his eyes at me again and I'm starting to think that his eyes will fall out one day or just continue rolling around in his head for the rest of his life. "Liam?"
Louis opened his mouth as if he was going to deny it, but he simply looked up at me with a small and delicate smile as if to say "yes".
"Lou! That's adorable!" They'd be so cute together. I gotta make this happen now.
"Hey Harry?" I heard a little sadness in his voice and turned on my place on his bed to face him completely.
"Yeah?"
"How are you doing with, ya know.."
For a lot of my teenage years I've dealt with self harm and it's been really rough lately and I know Louis is concerned. He's the only one that actually knows and he's helped me get over the addiction that I had to it. I'm so thankful for Louis. It's been a year thanks to him. I went to respond to Louis, but I saw that he was asleep and softly snoring. I set the alarm for 3 hours from now and laid down next to Louis. Everything is going to be okay.
. . . .
I woke up to that terrible noise of the alarm clock and Louis' drool all over my arm. What a gross way to start the morning. Louis is the absolute worst person to wake up in the morning. He has four stages he goes through to wake up. First, there's Stage One: Groaning. Stage Two contains: Swearing and Yelling. Stage Three is the worst: Physical Violence. Then finally, Stage Four: Acceptance.
I sucked in a breath as I prepared for either of the stages to start as I shook him awake. "Louuu, we gotta go to school. LOUIS!"
Louis sat up in bed and slapped me. Whelp, straight to Stage Three today I guess. Louis groaned at me, but then apologized for slapping me. At least he apologizes, this time anyways. We both rushed to get dressed because we currently only had about 20 minutes until school started and Liam still wasn't here. He's our ride in the morning since Louis and I both don't have cars right now.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Louis race downstairs with a grin on his face, he probably thought it was Liam. Ah, crushes are so sweet and innocent.
"And you are?" I heard Louis' voice downstairs and realized that it was probably Niall he opened the door to.
"Lou," I start as I come down the stairs. "that's Niall."
Louis turned quickly to Niall and embraced him into a hug. Niall looked at me in fear and I had to bite my lip to keep from bursting out laughing at him. "I'm Louis. Pleased to meet ya."
Niall visibly relaxed as Louis let go of him and grinned at both of us. "I like you guys."
Louis looked proud as I felt a slight blush on my face. I don't know why I was blushing or why I felt so dizzy under Niall's gaze, but I did and it was weird. Louis and Niall started to have a conversation as I continued to zone out and think about my sudden illness. Great I left myself out, again. Why was I feeling so ill? I feel like I could faint at any second.
I grabbed the staircase railing and Louis gave me a strange side glance. I was fine, I think. Maybe I just needed some food? Anyways, as they talked about why Niall moved from Ireland, I walked into the kitchen and grabbed some poptarts for myself. I turned around to go back to where Niall and Louis were and they were just standing there staring at me.
I stopped dead in my tracks and looked behind me to see if there was a demon or something behind me. There was not, thankfully. "What?"
Louis looked like he was going to cry so hard, not from sadness, but from intense laughter. Niall didn't even hold back, he bent over and started wheezing while slapping his knee and trying to catch his breath. Seeing Niall like this made Louis let go of everything he was keeping in. I had no idea what was so funny, but they sure did look like idiots rolling around on the ground. Niall finally was able to catch his breath while I stood there amused at how dumb they looked (I even thought about recording it, but I wanted Louis to NOT cut off my balls).
"Harryy.." Niall drifted off trying to hold back more laughter. "Your pants.. at inside out.."
I looked down at myself and saw that my jeans were in fact inside out. I am so good at life, the best. I face palmed because fucking hell, how could I already embarrass myself in front of such a cute boy? ..Did I just think he was cute? Whatever, I'm allowed to think that. I snapped back to reality as Niall shook my shoulder with his happy, Irish grin on his face.
"Harry," he pointed towards the door behind him. "your friend Liam is here."
"Oh, alright." I started walking towards the door when I realized that my pants were still inside out. "Hold on, Ni."
Niall gave me a smirk and went out the door to allow me to turn my pants the right way. I think he's a really cool guy. It's weird how much I like him already. Maybe it's a connection thing? But as I walked out the door and Niall turned around and smirked at me, something in me stirred and I knew it was something more.
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I hoped you liked it! Let me know if you did I'll be updating soon! Chapter 2 will be coming soon! I hope it wasn't to long!
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