Unnoticed (Narry)

thirteen

H.S.
I woke up with the biggest headache and worst feeling ever. My heart still aches.

I got up from the floor where I had slept and took a shower. I cleaned a little bit.

I was sweeping the floor when I saw a sheet of paper with lyrics.

The fuck was I doin' last night?

"He takes your hand. I die a little..." I start to read.

I stopped sweeping the floor and began to make a tune for the lyrics since I forgot what the fuck it was.

I ended up spending three whole hours on the song that I've made. Made for him.

Niall James Horan.

N.S.

"Please, Niall! Zayn will be there!" Liam begged.

"Ugh! Fine but I'm not going to a club where sluts are dancing around, showing their pussies," I said, fake gagging.

"We're not going to a club. We're going to a decent bar where there's only drinks and music," Liam said.

I nodded in defeat and he hugged me. Really tight.

-

"Shit! Since when were they friends and hangs out together in a bar!" Liam exclaimed, panicking.

We were now seated in the bar where Harry and Zayn were staring at us.

"God! What should we do, Liam?!" I asked.

"We should kiss," he said.

Hahahahahaha what.

"What?!" I blurted out.

But before I knew it, Liam's mouth was already on mine. I shut my eyes and moved my lips against Liam's.

He cupped my cheeks as we continued to kiss.

Once we pull away, Zayn was walking to our direction and Harry was gone.

Gone.

Of course he wouldn't care.

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H.S.
It hurts.

So much.

I was outside the bar, crying my eyes out while drinking whiskey.

"Who wants to sing tonight? It's an open mic since the band that was supposed to come completely ditched us," I heard a woman say through the mic.

With the alcohol controlling me, I went back in and volunteered. Might as well Niall how I feel.

As soon as I got on the small stage with my guitar, I could see Niall's shocked expression from where he was seated.

Zayn and Liam weren't there.

Why would Liam leave Niall alone in a bar? Jerk.

I ignored my thoughts and focused.

"I composed this song for a certain someone... He's actually here. I hope you like it. If you don't, shut up," I said, the alcohol really getting into me.

He looks at you

The way that I would

Does all the things,

I know, that I could

If only time could just turn back

'Cause I got three little words

That I've always been dying to tell you

But I see you with him

Slow dancing

Tearing me apart

'Cause you don't see

Whenever you kiss him

I'm breaking,

Oh how I wish that was me

With my hands on your waist

While we dance in the moonlight

I wish it was me that you'll call later on

'Cause you wanna say good night

'Cause I see you with him

Slow dancing

Tearing me apart

Cause you don't see

But I see you with him

Slow dancing

Tearing me apart

'Cause you don't see

Whenever you kiss him

I'm breaking,

Oh how I wish

Oh how I wish

Oh how I wish that was me

Oh how I wish that was me

A tear rolls down my cheek as I strummed the last chord. Cheers and claps erupted in the bar.

Suddenly, Niall got up from his seat and started to run.

"Niall!" I called as I ran after the Irish lad.

I caught up with him outside of the bar. I grabbed him by his hand and he faced me. He was crying. A lot.

"Niall... I like you," I said.

His eyes widened and he stopped crying.

Suddenly, he looked away and let go of my hand.

"You're drunk, Harry. Go home," he said.

"Niall... do you like me back?"

He stared into my green eyes for a long time and for a second, I thought he did like me.

"Yes. Yes I do, Harry."

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A/N :

Updating 'cause Niall's birthday! Yay! The video up there is my favourite Narry video. I absolutely love it so I thought of sharing it to you lovely people.

:)