The Coffee Boy (Narry Lilo)

Chapter 7

***Harry's POV***

"Gotta clean, gotta clean." I mumbled as I raced around the room trying to finish the cleaning. It was going to be parents weekend this weekend and since I am working tomorrow, Friday, I have to finish everything now. Zayn sure as hell wont. I picked up Zayn's clothes and threw them in the laundry basket. I picked up his pillows and threw them at the head of the bed. I made my bed and scurried to the dresser. I had an old wooden dresser that barely held all my clothes but I couldn't complain because it truly didn't bother me much. I packed all my cloths in and shoved it shut. I headed to the door scooping up my backpack in the way out.

It was nearly eleven o'clock at night and I had an astronomy lab outdoors tonight. I had no idea why I signed up for it but I needed the extra review for this damn class. On my way around the corner I saw that that kid Louis had a glazed look on his face and just sat on the ground with a smile. I walked down the hall and he got up and went into his room. Wonder what that was all about?

Anyway, I reached the elevator and pressed the button to wait for doors to open. Slowly but surely I heard the familiar screeching of the elevator rise to our floor. I heard a click but then a soft other click that faint behind it. I didn't think much of it because it was just not important to me. Didn't seem like much. I stepped into the elevator and pressed my button. I heard a door shut and a thick Irish accent call out, "hold the doors!"

Out of reaction I reached out and held the doors. My face flushed when he stepped inside and I let the doors slam shut. Dammit I didn't want this to happen.

"Hey." I managed to say.

"Hey." He barely managed to whisper out. He looked at his feet and fiddled with his hands on the railings. He was quickly glancing my way every now and then as if I was a bright light he wanted to look at but couldn't. Zayn had comforted me the best he could but I felt myself get anxious around him when I saw him let alone be in an elevator with him.

I heard little clicks in the walls of the elevator and the light started flickering with the clicks. I started to worry, but the little number blinked to one and that's when it stopped. The elevator. The whole elevator just stopped cold with the doors shut and us stuck inside. I started to panic and looked over at Niall. He was pale white like he saw a ghost. He looked worried as well. We both started looking all around the small area for anything to do.

This was the last thing I expected to happen. I couldn't manage to figure out what to do except take out my phone and look for signal. There was one bar. And in a single blink of light, it was gone. No signal.

I slumped against the wall of the elevator defeated. I just looked over at a worried Niall and hoped he was coming up with some kind of plan to save us.

"So, you got any idea as to how to get us out of here?" I asked him.

"None. I don't have any signal, and from the way you look I guess you don't either?" He just gave a slight sigh and fell to the floor across from me.

In my frantic mind I almost forget. There was a security button. I pressed it lightly and a light blinked on overhead with a fuzzy noise as well. I couldn't tell where it was coming from but the noise grew into a mans voice.

"Don't worry we have people on the way to help. Just sit right you will be alright." The scruffy deep voice said. I released a breathe of relief I didn't know I was holding.

After a couple silent minutes I looked over at Niall. He was already looking my way and we made awkward eye contact. The way you do when you look randomly in a direction and someone random is already looking your way and you just have to half grin to say your sorry in a way. Ya. Like that.

"So! How have you been? You know since -" I trailed off but he answered.

"I have been thinking about it a lot. You know. I just can't seem to rack my brain around it." He looked at his hands and averted looking my way at all costs. I began to think back to the kiss in the silence that followed. I missed it. I felt the cold loss of his lips all over again and I felt myself want it back.

"You know. It's ok. I really am not upset or anything. I do still want to be friends with you. I like you. Wether the same feelings or not I want you to like me to." I spoke what has been said through my head over and over again. I needed him to know how I felt.

"Listen. It's not that I don't like you. I don't trust myself. I don't like the paranoia that comes with it all. I don't like how much I want it sometimes. It scares me because its so new to me." He looked up and into my eyes with such scarred puppy eyes that could even bare it.

"I realize the your scarred." I stood up and he mirrored my action not wanting to be the only one on the ground. "I get that you don't want to be judged and humiliated." I looked straight into his eyes this time. "I want you know that I won't judge you and that I will be by your side if anything were to happen." He looked on the edge of tears and he looked at the ground. I crossed the space and touched my palm to his cheek. He looked up at my face and the proximity between us was so small he froze. I smiled and lightly pressed my lips down onto his. He didnt pull away, nor did he freeze. He loosened up and kissed back. His soft lips molded perfectly to mine in this perfectly light and passionate kiss. In that moment I knew that there was a connection and that I wasn't the only one feeling it.

I pulled back and we just looked into each others eyes letting the feelings and the situation sink in. We weren't tense like and awkward uncomfortable silence or even relaxed like we were about to fall asleep, but we stood there just completely comfortable with each other. This is what I wanted since I kissed him the other day. This is all I could think about.

The lights turned back on and the gears began twisting and turning. The noise of creaking metal parts working together roared to life and we began our descent to the first floor like earlier. I pulled away and stood next to him. The doors clinked open when we reached the first floor and we saw the security guards that usually stood at the doors ready to guide us into the room. They patted us and made sure we were okay before letting us go on our marry way.

Upon stepping out of the doors leading out into the courtyard letting the cold night breeze sting my face I stopped. Niall seemingly sensed that I wanted to say something so he stopped next to me and waited. We both stood starring into the night sky.

"So... That was interesting." Niall finally said trying to spare us some unneeded tension.

"It was. But I liked it." I turned to face him giving him a welcoming smile. "Please. I will wait as long as it takes to make sure you are comfortable with everything-" I was cut off by Niall's soft lips pressing swiftly but lightly against my own. This kiss was more loving than earlier but just as amazingly. He really was a good kisser. His hands wrapped themselves around my neck and we stood there, just enjoying our little kiss.

Niall moved his head back far enough that he could speak. "I want this Harry." He smiled and kissed me again.

***Louis' POV***

I was laying on my bed just wondering what Liam was doing right now. Was he walking around thinking about our date, what he just laying on his bed like me, was he happy with how the date went?

I was so happy in that moment I just couldn't stop smiling to myself with my arms crossed over my stomach to keep all the butterflies from escaping. I wanted to stay this way for the rest of my life.

Like ten minutes or so after I got home and Niall left for his science thingy or whatever there was a power surge and I heard a clunk somewhere down the hall. I think it was by the elevator. Oh well I didn't think much of it.

I wanted to just be with Liam again. The more I though about his beautiful and perfect brown hair, pink soft lips, and rippling muscles through his shirt the more I wanted him. He was mine, and that is how I wanted it. He was mine and I was his.

I refused to let myself stop smiling so I fell asleep with a smile that night. It was perfect and I wished it would be endless.