euphoric (n.s. AU)

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*Harry's POV*

After that day, I felt, weird. I couldn't get Niall off of my mind. It was very strange, having the young boy occupying my thoughts. I found myself actually, somewhat excited to arrive to work these last couple of weeks. I tried to get him out of my head multiple times, but to no avail. I've tried touching Marissa but it only made me feel guilty, as if Niall found out then he would be sad. My emotions were very confusing and frustrating. I couldn't pinpoint exactly what the peculiar emotion was. Infatuation? Love? No, certainly not. Lust maybe? That must be it. I'm probably sexually frustrated. But, why Niall? I am most definitely straight, I'm almost sure of it.

It is Monday, and I am currently watching Niall swiftly prance around the room to put the new mail away. We haven't really talked today, other than exchanging "hello's". Once he was finished, he sat in his usual seat.

"How are you today, Mr. H- I mean, Niall." I correct myself. He giggles and then sighs.

"I'm okay." He whispers. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a gray, oversized jumper. It was quite adorable on him.

"Why 'okay'?" I pester. He sighs. He looks around as if he was trying to catch someone listening in on us converse.

"Well... You're my friend, right?" He asks. I raise an eyebrow at him before coughing.

"Um, haha, I guess. Why?" I say, scratching the back of my neck.

"Well, I kinda... I want to break up with Zayn... But I'm really scared." He whispers. My eyebrows furrow in confusion. Why would he be afraid?

"I'm not very good on break up advice, Niall." I admit, looking down. He sighs.

"But," I start. "I can help you out."

"So you'll do it for me?" He asks, with a huge smile on his face. I look down and smile to myself.

"No, Niall, I won't do it for you. But I can teach you how." I suggest. He bites the inside of his lips and looks around, is if he's deep in thought.

"I mean, on our own terms, of course." I add. His head snaps up, slightly tilting to the side.

"Meaning, we'd have to like, hang out?" Niall asks. I nod, blushing at the idea of being alone with Niall in another setting other than our current work environment.

"That's what friends do." I tell him and his smile gets impossibly bigger, a tint of pink littering his pale cheeks.

"So, I guess that means I'll have to give you my number, haha." He tells me, reaching his hand behind him to retrieve the device. I take this opportunity to evaluate the pros and cons of having Niall's number. I could get myself into trouble, but the thought of being able to message him whenever he was on my mind was pretty relaxing. He hands his phone to me, and I gently take it from him. It was an iPhone 5c. I enter my number into his phone before saving it and calling myself so I was able to save his to mine.

"Thanks." He says, blushing. I can't help but coo, and he looks up at me before blushing more.

"Of course. Now, tell me more about this "Zayn" character."

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