~It's Just You And Me [Narry]

The game's on, blondie

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!?" Louis shouted at me. I was sitting on the passanger seat in his car with the fucking child lock on, so that I couldn't leave.

"I wasn't going to jump, if that's what you mean", I mumbled and crossed my arms. 

"How the hell am I supposed to know that? You were standing on the fricking edge looking like you would", he turned to look at me with pair of red puffy eyes. Oh no.

"Stop crying. Nothing happened."

"Not this time. What about next time you do something as stupid as this? You're my bestfriend, Niall. Did you even think how I'd feel if something happend to you? I'd be devastated." Louis said hiccuping. I pulled him over to a tight hug.

"I'm sorry", I whispered.

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I actually felt really bad for making Louis cry. He was such an happy lad, I couldn't even remember the last time he cried. And now, because me being stupid and not thinking about anyone else than me, had made him cry his eyes out. He swore he wouldn't leave me alone anymore, ever. So, now I had him following me to the principals office. I knocked to the office door and waited for the principal to open it. 

"Ah, mr Horan. Tomlinson. What are you doing here? I only asked to see mr. Horan?" the principal smiled so happily it made me sick.

"I-erm- I'm just looking after Niall. I'll wait outside", Louis mumbled and sunk on the seat in the wating room. 

"Please, come in."

I walked past the principal and sat down on one of the chairs. 

"May I ask you, why weren't you in school this morning?" he asked and sat down behind his desk. 

"I prefer not to answer." I said sarcastically. He started to laugh. 

"Oh mr. Horan. Always so nice. Listen to me carefully."

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"What happend? What did he say?" Louis asked without taking breaks. 

"Breathe Lou. He just went on and on how I'm going to get expelled if I miss any class from now on." 

Oh, was all he could say. Louis started to speak again but I couldn't hear him anymore. Something at the end of the hallway had caught my eye. Brown curly hair and beautiful green eyes staring at me. 

"Wait here", I said. Without waiting for Louis' reaction I walked where Harry was waiting.

"Hi"

"Hi, listen. I'm sorry about what happend earlier", Harry said staring at his feet. I just looked at him. What should I say to him? That I'm sorry too? Before I could say anything Louis appeared next to me. 

"Styles. You're on watchlast."

Harry scowled. "What?"

"Niall here" he said pointing at me "needs some babysitting." Harry looked still utterly confused. 

"I can't explain it now. But I really need you to look after him. Please", Louis pleaded. 

"Okay... I guess" Harry mumbled. "Thank you! I owe you one mr. Styles", Louis flashed him one of his dashing smiles and dissapeared to the crowd. All I could do was stare.

"What was that about?" Harry asked. 

"Oh it was nothing. Don't worry about it."

Niall?

"Yes?"

You're not speaking outloud.

Oh shit.

"Are you all right? What happened after we talked on phone?" Harry places his hand on my shoulder. My skin started to tingle from where he had touched.

"Louis came and drove me to school. I don't want to talk about it."

Harry just nodded and let his hand fall off from my shoulder. 

"Do you want to come over after school?" I don't know why, but I just felt like really needed to spend time with Harry.

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Me and Harry were sitting on my bed. Not touching or anything, just staring at the roof. 

"Harry?"

"Mmmhm"

"Are you gay?" I mentally slapped myself. Why an earth did I just ask that? You're so stupid, Horan. 

"No, I am not gay." What was this feeling? Dissapointment? No, it couldn't be. 

"Oh, so you're straight then." Just stop talking.

"No, I'm not" he chucled.

"But what are--"

"I'm bi, Niall"

"Oh", was all that I could say. I was just about to say something like, my friend just wanted to know, when he suddenly turned to look at me straight in my eyes. 

"The question is, what are you? Gay? Straight? Bi? Pan?" Harry asked still staring at me. It made me really uncomftable. 

"I don't even no what a pan is but if you really want to know I infact am straight" I answered. 

"Did I just imagine or did you hesitate a bit before answering?" Harry asked with a playfull smile. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. 

"We'll see mr. I'm In Fact Straight", he continued. That didn't make any sense at all. See what? I scowled and Harry started to laugh at my expression.

"The game's on, blondie."