Still the One (Narry)

ch. 13

A/N All of Niall's solos are taken by Harry and Louis ok guys? :) Also, I  had to change the lyrics slightly to make them work for Narry! This chapter may seem a bit long, but it's mostly the songs.  Sorry!

**Harry's POV**

I smiled at Niall.  His eyes were wide and his mouth was hanging open.  I winked at him and he laughed, shaking his head a bit.  I shrug a bit at him, still smiling adoringly down at him.  The girl  next to him nudged him a bit, but he didn't look away from me.  His face was slightly pink, but he didn't seem to notice or mind.

The music started playing and I took a breath before starting to sing.

You're so pretty when you cry

When you cry

Wasn't ready to hear you say goodbye

Now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart

You're tearing me apart

Zayn smiled at me before taking over for his part of the song.

You're so London

You're own style, you're own style

Here together it's so good,

So boy why are tearing me apart, tearing me apart?

You're tearing me apart.

I stepped forward a bit while the guys just run around on the stage, Louis included.

Did I do something stupid?

Yeah, boy, if I blew it

Just tell me what I did, let's work through it.

There's got to be someway to get you to want me like before

Niall was smiling widely at me, his friends dancing and cheering.  It looked like they were teasing Niall, too, since his face looked like a tomato.  His eyes were shining up at me like they did before I screwed everything up, bright with love.

All four of us started singing.

'Cause no one ever looked so good in a dress

And it hurts 'cause I know you won't be mine tonight

No one ever makes me feel like

You do when you smile

Baby tell me how make it right

Now, all of my friends say, it's not really worth it

But even if that's true,

No one in the world could stop me

From not moving on, baby,

Even if I wanted to

Nobody compares to you

Louis smirked at Niall and stuck his tongue out before singing.

We're so Paris when we kissed,

When we kissed.

I remember the taste of your lips,

Now you're tearing up my heart, tearing up my heart.

You're tearing up my heart.

I roll my eyes at the looks Louis was sending me before I started singing again.  Niall was still smiling widely, and he was standing up and clapping along with most of the people in the crowd, audience, whatever an assembly of college students is called.  Even the people who looked annoyed that we were performing for their school were enjoying the song.