It had been a painfully long day, as I was nursing the biggest hangover in the history of the world. Zayn had gone out to do whatever Zayn did and I was all alone.
If tried to watch football but there was only reruns on and I got bored easily. So after I'd switched of the TV for about the 5th time, the apartment was deathly quiet.
The silence got me thinking, trying to remember the foggy events of my night with Harry. I didn't remember much, but one thing if said rang loud and clear: "I think I like you."
Even just the thought of the words made my stomach turn. I couldn't fully remember his reaction, but he didn't seem pleased. It was like he didn't want me to like him.
That's when it hit me, and it probably should have occurred to me before, but it hit me like a bus.
Who the hell was Harry Styles?
It was then I realised that he knew my biggest secret, yet I knew nothing about him. It wasn't as if he'd tried to tell me anything either, he just came along like he already knew me. But to me, he was still a complete stranger.
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- J
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Colour ☆ NARRY
FanfictionNiall Horan can only see in black and white, but his life changes when he meets Harry, everything's prettier with Harry. (narry au)
