Twisted (Niall/Harry) {IN EDITING}

twelve.

Chapter 12:

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*Nialls Pov*

"Ok, So I got Liam's, Zayn's, Your's, and Lou's." Harry counts the bags that were hanging on both of his arms. We were currently Christmas shopping, Christmas only being 5 days away. 

"All we need now is Claire's gift." Harry states, pushing his brown curls out of his eyes, looking up at me. Eyes narrowing as he looks at me.

"What is it?" I question, taking a sip of my tea. 

"You haven't talked to Claire about the incident." He lets out a breath as his shoulders slump down.

I cock my head to the side, my eyes find the floor. I lick my lips, "No. I haven't, but trust me, I do want to. I just don't know what to say.." Harry sighs as he fixes the grey beanie that is placed on his head. 

"Well you should sometime soon, she's been devastated not having your company anymore. Every time I'm with her, your all she talks about because no one else knows what happened between you two." 

I look up at him, I let out a sigh, closing my eyes,

"It pains me to see her like this... Every time we have the simplest eye contact, she leaves the room immediately. She can be just so confusing at times." My frustration leads me to clench my fists, not until I think of how this is basically my fault we are like this now. I relax a bit, taking another sip of my drink.

"Then stop thinking of excuses and do something about it. For god sakes Niall, you've held this off for how long now?" His jaw tenses as he furrows his brows together.

"The hell, I'm trying the best I can with this. It's not so easy when she can't bear to be in a room with me." I shake my head, slumping back into the chair.

"Then make her talk to you." Harry simply states, looking down at his watch.

"We should probably go get her gift. It's getting late."

I nod and we get up from the table, paying the waitress for our drinks. We head outside, the sun was now setting just above  the horizon, the sky was painted with orange, red, yellow, and pink. Wind that flowed between us nipped at my cheeks making me shiver. 

"I want to get her something special." I interrupted the silence that was between us. Harry looks at me, the corner of his lips form up into a small smirk.

"What do you have in mind mate?"

I bit my bottom lip as a look out to the nearly vacant road. I want to get her something she'll remember, something that will make her smile again. I've been missing her heartwarming smile, it breaks me to see her this sadden. I need to make things right again between us. 

I put all of the bags in my left hand and reach for Harry's forearm with my empty hand, "C'mon, I have something in mind." I pull him a few doors down to the shop where when I was out the other day, I walked past the window and It caught my eye. I knew it was perfect for Claire. 

We pulled up to the window and I cupped my eyes so I can see in, Harry coming up beside me, mimicking my movement.

"It's right there" I say pointing my fingertip to the cold glass. 

My attention turns toward him when a huge grin spreads across his face, "She's going to love it." A proud smile inches across my lips as we walked toward the entrance to the shop, the door dinging as we open it.

"How can I help you boys?" I gentlemen, about in his 30s comes up toward us, he was clean cut, a little too much, it made me cringe.

"Yes, I was walking by the shop the other day and that caught my eye." I point to the object that was on display in the window. He looks over to were I was pointing to and he turns his attention back to us, "Ah, yes." his hands fold themselves together as he goes over, picking the object up. "Very good choice sir." He flashes a smile. "Would you like to purchase this today?" I look over to Harry, he gave me a small nod and I look back toward the man. "Yes I would." 

"Fantastic." He closes the box and we head over to the counter were he rings the object up. 

I pay for the item, and we walk out if the shop, heading to Harry's Range Rover that was parked a little down the street. 

We set all of the bags in the boot, closing the door and make our way to the front. Harry starts it up and he looks at me, "Good choice mate." He gives me a reassuring smile as we head down the road.

"Do you think she'll like it? What if she doesn't? What if its not her type? Oh god, I can't do this." I say, practically hyperventilating in the passenger seat, my hands gripping tighter on the arm rest, nails digging into the leather.

"Niall!" Harry yells, sending my attention away from my mini heart attack, I look at him, his mouth open in a smile.

"She'll love it alright, you got her the perfect gift. Don't stress out about it." He states looking at me for a second, then turning to face the road again. 

"Now loosen up your grip, your going to tear the leather."

I let go of the arm rest abruptly, "Sorry." I mumble, looking out the window. 

"Ive never seen you freak out like this, especially over a girl, you really do like her, don't ya mate?" Harry questions, curiosity in his voice. 

It's true. I honestly do. Ever since I met her a couple of years ago when me and the boys just got formed into One Direction, we went to Wolverhampton to spend a couple weeks at Liam's house. Claire was visiting those weeks with her mum, and when we all got there, Liam introduced her to us and I was absolutely blown away. She was perfect. Her attitude was always nice, even in a bad situation, she would never get angry at anyone or anything. Personality was the best though, she would always light up the room with her outgoing and random acts. She was like a mini girl clone of Liam, except, she was always in for a little ruckus and trouble then Liam ever was. 

Its seriously the hottest thing i've ever seen. 

The spark in her eyes when she wants to step out if the boundaries and do something daring. The way she always looks flawless even in the morning when her hair is in a messy bun and no makeup on. When something funny or confusing happens and she scrunches her nose up in that cute little way. How intently she watches me when I play the guitar. When she bits her lip when shes unhappy, or in for a little excitement.

I think I'm falling for her.

Hard. 

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A/N: New pov! Decided to change it up a bit, so I could get Niall's feeling out there.

It's so adorable. 

I mean really.