euphoric (n.s. AU)

s e v e n t e e n

enjoy babies 

*Harry's POV* 

I didn't talk to him. I couldn't - not after last night. My morning was rushed but simple, he left for school and I went to work. Niall had to come in today and I was dreading it, hoping that we wouldn't have to talk about what happened between us. I don't know what came over me; I'm never usually this impulsive. I've walked the straight and narrow my entire life, and it baffles me that one boy can change all of that, how I can risk everything I've built for myself over these years for a boy I've known for a month. I haven't even spoken to Marissa since the last time I saw her, I'm sure she's worried sick. I sigh and send her a short text, letting her know I'm alright. 

Harry // Sorry I didn't go home last night, busy day at the office. xx

She read it but didn't reply, which I roll my eyes at. What she doesn't know won't hurt her. 

I looked at the time and sighed, cracking my knuckles with my fingers. I didn't see Niall this morning, which isn't an entirely bad thing. Or, well, Niall didn't see me. I may or may not have watched him sleep for a little while. I left early enough in the morning to avoid any unwanted confrontation, I didn't want to put Niall in that kind of position. I couldn't stop replaying last night's events in my head over and over, like a broken record or a song stuck on repeat. Thoughts of my hands running all over Niall's soft, pale skin plagued my thoughts entirely, however I must admit it's better than my usual train of thought; my headaches and worry. Allison comes in shortly after me to offer me a bottle of water, which I take, as usual.

"Are you alright, Mr. Styles? You look a little pale." She pointed out. I nod my head, reassuring her that my head is fine and I'm not dehydrated. Only after she checks me out herself is she satisfied. I am incredibly grateful for her; I'll have to remember to include favorable words about her in our quarterly report.

"Do you know if Mr. Horan has arrived yet?" I ask once she steps to my office door. She purses her lips before shaking her head.

"I'm afraid not. He should be in soon. Is there anything else you need, Mr. Styles?"

"No, thank you. Just - I don't know. Let me know when he gets here, I guess." I tell her. She nods curtly and dismisses herself, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I tap my fingers on the desk and survey the empty room; I'm sure Niall will be uncomfortable as well, and I don't want that. There's plenty of work that I need to get done, but truthfully, I don't think I can focus on that at the moment. My wandering eyes land on the stereo adjacent from me. A smile creeps on my face as I scoot my chair from under my desk and make my way over there. Music. Niall likes music! I toy with the appliance for a little longer before becoming content with the station. I knew this would come in handy for more than just decoration. Just as I'm about to sit down again, a small, almost inaudible knock halts my actions. I smile to myself and adjust my clothing before clearing my throat.

"Come in." I say, my voice wavering a little. Niall slowly makes his way in, setting his backpack on the floor next to the door and letting out a breath.

"Hi." He says over the softly playing music. I close my eyes and breathe in a big breath before slowly letting it out.

"Hello." Is all I could muster up. He sends me a soft smile which makes my heart flutter out of my chest before coughing.

"S-should I go to the mail room again? Like last time?" He shyly asks, playing with his fingers. I nod too soon and he nods back before scurrying out of the room, once again leaving me with my thoughts. The second I am alone, I let out a breath I don't realize I'm holding in. 

This is going to be a long day.

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this is so ugly sksks LOL but sorry it took forever and sorry it's short I just wanted to UPDATE but anyways I CAME OUT TO MY FAMILY YES I'M SO HAPPY AND I AM FREE TO BE AS gay as I please

anyways HOW ARE YOU GUYS I MISSED YOU