Priest (Narry)

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Niall's POV

I hate sleeping alone. Always have and probably always will. You see, there's nothing to hold on to, nothing to comfort you. It's just cold and unsatisfactory.

All I want is to lay down next to him, with his arms around me... And sleep. All I want is to have a goon nights sleep with someone I love.

But he sleeps with people all the time. Every other night he brings a new girl to the hotel.

Damn it! I hate myself!

Why do I have to be gay?! Why couldn't Louis or Liam be?

"Niall?" Louis raspy morning voice traveled into my room. "Are you up, man? It's really late."

"Yeah." I responded short.

"Are you okay? You sound a little..." He carried off.

"Yeah I'm fine my throat is a little sore... That's all." I assured him.

I rolled off the queen sized mattress onto the floor. I slowly stood up as I stretched my legs and back.

I walked out of my room and down the hall of the 4 bedroom suite.

Louis and Liam were sitting on the couch watching some cartoon. Liam had no shirt on and Louis was without pants as usual.

"I made French toast!" Liam yelled over to me as I walked into the kitchen. "It's by the stove."

"Okay, thanks."

"What's wrong with him." Liam whispered. I guess he didn't know I was only like ten feet away.

"His throat hurts, don't be a dick." Louis reprimanded him.

"So where's Harry today?" I asked curiously as Louis stood up.

"Surprisingly..." Louis took a drink. "He's still asleep. When I went to go wake him up he said, and I quote 'get the hell away from me, you cunt'" he said mocking Harry's accent. I let out a little chuckle at how spot on it was.

A second later we heard a door slam from down the hall.

"You okay?" I was worried but I didn't want to provoke either.

"No" Harry snapped. "That bitch took all my cash."

He walked in the room a couple of minutes later. He had an unzipped jacket on with no shirt and a loose pair of boxers. I couldn't stop starring at him as usual.

Why can't I control myself around him?

He walked into the kitchen, grabbed a carton of milk, and drank the entire thing.

"That's nasty." Liam said as he turned back to his cartoon. Louis and I laughed a little bit at the comment but quickly shut up when Harry glared at us.

"Will one of you come with me today to run some errands?" He said much more calmly.

The was a second of silence where no one wanted to answer.

"Yeah sure I'll go!" I said excitedly after getting the knot out of my throat. He gave me a big goofy smile that completely contradicted his earlier mood.

"Come on..." He pat me on the stomach as he walked by. "We have to get ready to go."