Love is Love (Narry Fanfic)

Chapter 1: The Boys Are Back

I awake to a stinging sensation in my arm. I rub my eyes and let them adjust to the light, turning my head to see Harry pinching me. "Finally you're awake man!! I thought we were gonna have to drag you out sleeping," he laughs and I turn back to the window wanting the world to go back to darkness instead of the glaring light that was now reflecting off the pane. He pinches me again, but I just continue staring at nothing in particular. I'm not much of a morning person and any basic function is nearly impossible for me to achieve when I first wake up. He pokes at me a few more times, but I turn all my attention to the people on the terminal constantly walking back and forth outside of the window. It has a calming effect and I'm almost back to sleep when I hear Harry's seat creaking as he gets up. "Fine, have it your way Horan." I smile as I close my eyes again, pleased that Harry's pestering was over, but I wasn't left alone for long.

Moments later I hear shouts on the other side of the plane and hear footsteps quickly approaching my seat. "Niall watch out!", I barely have time to register Louis' comment as I get drenched in ice cold water. I jolt up sputtering and look over to see Harry throwing the bucket at my feet and running away laughing. Liam rushes over and hands me a towel and as i dry off all I can think of is getting back at Harry for my now soaked clothes. "We tried to stop him, but he wouldn't listen," Liam says, handing me another towel. I nod to Liam and do my best to dry my hair then drape the towel around my neck and grab my bag before quickly getting off the plane and trying to figure out where Harry had run off to. As i get to the main waiting area a group of girls approach me asking for a picture and questioning why my clothing was all wet. Apologizing and saying i was in a hurry i ask them if they had seen Harry and they all shake their heads. "He might've gone around the opposite way," a girl points to a hall on the other side of the large room and I thank them before running in the direction she had pointed. 

 I dont have to go far before I notice a second hallway that branches off the first. It doesn't look as if passengers usually go down this hall, but I have a feeling Harry would be down here. I go down the hall trying each door, almost all of them were locked, until i get to the end where it veers to the right. I peek my head around the corner to see a buff security guard walking my way and gasp as I feel a pair of hands cover my mouth and pull me back around the corner. i yank the hands off my face and turn to see Harry crouching next to me. "Where the hell did you come from?", I ask before he puts a hand back over my mouth. "shh, we're not supposed to be down here, if that guy catches us we're screwed." Harry smiles mischieviously before pulling me into a closet next to us that I hadnt tried opening yet. We listen as the security guard rounds the corner and Harry tries not to laugh as the guard begins singing a Shakira song as he goes by. Now it's my turn to cover his mouth and we sit like that for a while, cramped in the small closet, until we were sure he had left. When Harry finally opens the door again he peers out before leaning back again, sitting on my lap and causing my face to get red. Was I blushing? No, it must've just been exhaustion from running everywhere. That had to be it, guys don't blush because of other guys, especially their best friends. "You're all wet," he chuckles, completely oblivious to what had just happened and earning a punch on the arm before he confirms the hallway's all clear. I shake my head trying to get rid of whatever that was and follow Harry back into the hall.

We get out and Harry starts walking the way the guard had come from. I just stand there and watch until he turns back expectantly. "Aren't you coming?', he huffs and I shake my head. "Shouldn't we get back to the boys? They're probably all off the plane now and I don't think we're aloud down here." Harry sighs, "Aw, c'mon Ni, that's no fun." I look past Harry down the hallway, there were a lot more doors, and it was intriguing to figure out what was inside. "Fine, but if we get in trouble it's all on you." He smirks then turns around and continues down the hall, expecting me to catch up. We glance into a few rooms, but most of them are empty or locked, until we reach a room with large double doors. 

"Hey! What're you doin down here!" We turn back and see the security guard from before yelling to us with another guard by his side. Harry and I look at each other, both of us trying to think of what to do. As the guards start to run to get us Harry looks over and nods to the doors. We push through and into a room full of suitcases and boxes. "Hide!!" he yells as he gets behind one of the taller boxes. I follow and accidently trip over a luggage handle, causing me to topple onto him. I blush again, unable to explain the weird tingling i feel in my stomach and hurry to get off of him, but right then the guards burst through the doors. "Do you think they're in here?", the man from before calls and Harry pulls me back down, out of view. "If they are we'll never find them," a feminine voice answers and we roll closer to the boxes as she passes near us. "Then you check the other rooms, I'll search in here." The woman's footsteps fade away and i slowly get off of Harry and start to crawl towards what looks like an exit sign near the back of the room. Harry follows and we occasionally duck to avoid the guard who was pacing up and down the aisles. This room was huge, I wonder what all this stuff could be. Eventually there's a stereo crackle and we hear the woman's voice again. "Found them?" "Nah, the room's clean." "There's-*static*- room opene on the far side of the hall, let's check that out." I hold my breath waiting for him to answer. A box falls in the aisle ove and Harry and I both scramble to stay hidden as the gurd walks right in front of the box we were hiding behind. I peek over the edge as he rounds a corner, moving a few more boxes before answering, "On my way." The door creaks open and shut and I look to Harry, my eyes wide. "Shit, that was close," I whisper and Harry breaks into a huge grin then doubles over in laughter. "I can't believe they didn't find us!", he chokes out, his laughter causing me to chuckle too. Soon we are both laying on the ground, holding our sides and gasping for air. "What do you think is in here anyway?"