B.D.Y.S. ~ NARRY

LESSON 2

"Do you need a ride back home?" Niall asked Harry while he pressed his back at the backstreet wall of the arcade. Niall took out his cigarets and put one between his teeth.

"No. No need to." Harry looked at the cigarette between Niall's lips and he wished if he could be the cigarette. He just wanted to touch those heavenly lips of his. "Didn't know you smoked."

Niall chuckled as he blew out some smoke. He smirked and scratched the back of his head as he walked closer to Harry. He eyed the younger boy; amusement laced in his voice as he spoke.

"Didn't know that you follow what I do?" Niall laughed as Harry's cheeks gained a new shade of fucking embarrassed. "And no, I usually don't. But I do carry them with me for situations when I am in a dilemma or I am stressed."

"First of all. I don't follow what you do." Harry crossed his arms over his chest; he could feel how hard his heart was beating in him. "Second of all. Are you stressed right now?"

Niall licked his lips as he threw his cigarette on the ground and stepped on it. He walked closer to Harry. His hands found their way to Harry's upper arms as he leaned closer to his ear.

"I am in no means stressed, Harry. But now I have a dilemma that I just have to figure out." Niall's breath gazed Harry's ear and it made his legs weak. He felt like he could faint any given moment.

"Well. If you don't need me taking you home, I will go." Niall smiled and let go of Harry. "See you on Monday."

"A-see you on Monday." Harry stuttered as he watched Niall walk to his car. He opened his door, but before sitting in he turned towards Harry and winked in his direction.

Harry waited until his car was gone and as soon as that happened he called Louis. He asked him to pick him up, but refused to tell him anything over the phone. When Louis arrived, Harry figured out that he doesn't really want to tell his friend that he just had a sort of a date with their music teacher.

"Will you really not tell me anything?" Louis pleaded with Harry as he was taking him home. "You probably sucked him off under the table and now want to act all innocent around me!"

"LOU!" Harry hit Louis shoulder as the older boy laughed.

"Well, then why can't you tell me anything?" Louis rolled out his lip and looked at his friend with begging eyes.

"Because. It wasn't anything special. The guy was older then me and he cracked the fact that I am a minor pretty fast and didn't want to do anything with me." Harry smiled to himself as he lied his way out of this.

"Stupid prick." Louis shook his head. "He probably has bad sight. Every other dude would have jumped you the second they saw you. You are happy I am a straight or I would never leave you alone."

Both of them laughed with tears falling from their eyes. They have been the best friends forever. And if Louis was even a little bit less straight then maybe they would have had something. But Louis is too head over heals in love with Eleanor to even notice anything else happening around him.

Harry said a big thank you to Louis and skipped up his porch. He really skipped up, because he was so happy. He actually couldn't wait for Monday to come. He wanted to see Niall again. He knew that there could never be anything between them, but he sure liked to think that maybe. Just a maybe.

Monday morning couldn't come any faster, but when it did; Harry suddenly felt nervous. What would he do. Should he say hi? Should he ignore him? Should he skip? What should he do?

"What should I WEAR?" Harry screamed as he once again threw all his clothes from his closet and looked through all of them like a shopaholic on a Black Friday sale.