Unnoticed (Narry)

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"Hello? Niel?" Harry said.

My throat went dry just by hearing his voice.

"Y-yeah?" I said, my voice bearly audible.

"Uh... do you want to go lunch with me? If you're okay..."

Was this for real?

"What's the occasion?" I asked.

"I wanted to make up with what I did yesterday. Also, I need you to do me a favour. It's going to be big so I'll raise your pay," Harry said.

"Lunch sounds good," I said.

"I'll pick you up around 11. I'll close the diner," He said.

"Uh... How would you know my address?" I asked.

"Your my employee, Niel. Of course I'd know," he said before hanging up.

What the fuck did I just agree to?

I immediately got out of my bed and got myself into the shower.

What favour is that?

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By 11.30 a.m, Harry arrived in front of the building to my apartment.

He leaned against his car, his curls fell down above his shoulder. He was wearing a grey shirt with jeans. His green eyes finally met my blue ones.

His lips formed into a smile as he gestured me to get inside.

"How are you?" he asked me as I put on my seatbelt.

"Okay..." I answered as I pulled the seatbelt. I failed. I pulled it again but it doesn't seem to stretch.

I could feel Harry watching me as I dumbly struggled to buckle my seatbelt.

He chuckled before leaning incredibly close and for a moment, I could smell his cologne.

My heart was racing. Harry have never ever been this physically close to me. Not that we're emotionally close. Never.

He pulled the seatbelt and magically, it obeyed.

"Thanks," I mumbled.

I looked to him and he looked straight into my eyes. He smirked and winked before he started the car.

How the fuck am I going to survive?

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We stopped in front of a seafood restaurant that I've never been to.

We sat on a table and I scanned through the menu.

I could almost hear my stomach scream, 'crabs, crabs, crabs!'.

We ordered and it was awkward. None of us we're talking.

"Uh... you're probably wondering what the favour is," Harry said.

I was. I hope it doesn't involve crime.

"You see, Neil... I need you to be my boyfriend," Harry said.

My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. What? Not that I'm complaining but, what?

"My ex, Louis is coming back home. He owns half of the diner and he'll be working with us soon. I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend so that he won't think that I haven't gotten over him," Harry said.

"Have you?" I asked.

"No," Harry said, looking away.

Is it possible to hear your own heart shatter into thousands of pieces?

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