1D bromance one shots!

Misunderstandings- narry

I had to write a one shot about the whole hendall thing because it's just getting funny. I mean, I'm honestly waiting for Niall to e like 'now back to... This bitch who cheated on me. What's good Harry?' And all I can think about is Harry coming home, trying to explain to Niall that he and Kendall are "just friends" and Niall being like "you have a very rare disease. It's called full-of-shit-itis." And now I'm laughing. But moving on. I'm writing way too many narrys lately... I guess it's because they have had no chill this winter.
HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS. I HAVE TO SAY THIS BEFORE 1D DISAPPOINT US AGAIN.
Hehehehehe. Okay, one shot time!
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Niall sat outside on the porch, watching his family celebrate the new year. He would have joined in, but he really wasn't in the mood for a party. Not after those photos he had seen if Harry and Kendall.
He stared down at the beer bottle gripped tightly in his hand. How could he get so worked up when Harry wasn't even his. Yeah, they were extremely close, enough to share kisses once on a while, enough to flirt with each other, but it was what best friends do.
But sadly, he'd fallen in love with his curly haired band mate. And his band mate had thrown it in his face that he was completely straight yet again, breaking his heart slowly.
The sounds of fireworks all around him was a dull, muted sound. He looked up as the colours lit the sky, not lighting up his mood, though. He felt his Ma sit next to him and place a hand on his shoulder. Niall looked up, his eyes glassy.
"How you doing, love?"
Niall looked at his hands in his lap, holding the beer bottle as if his life depended on it.
"I-It hurts..." Niall's lip trembled.
His Ma knew his feelings. She'd seen the photos after Greg had stormed into the house yelling curses at Harry as if he would be able to hear them. Greg and his Ma were the two who had comforted through his pain the best they could.
"I know, love. I know." Ma sighed, gathering him in her arms. He felt the tears coming, not caring if it was a bad time to cry.
Ma rocked him back and forth, whispering soothing words as he sobbed, his heart aching.
"Ma, I have a flight to LA tomorrow. Ed want to hang out." Niall mumbled, pulling away from his Ma.
Ma nodded, brushing his tears away and stood up.
Niall glanced at the sky, watching the fireworks for a second, before he stood, smiling painfully at Greg and his Ma, before moving into the house, going to his room to get some much needed sleep.

The next morning was a big rush of packing and checking his tickets. He sighed, glancing at the mirror. His eyes were still slightly red, having cried himself to sleep. It was pathetic, but his heart hurt. He dragged his suitcase down the stairs, seeing Greg, Ma, Denise, and Theo waiting in the kitchen.
"You sure you'll be okay?" Greg asked.
Niall nodded.
"I'll just stay with Ed."
Greg nodded and pulled him into a hug.
"It'll be okay. You'll get over him sometime. It'll be hard, but it'll be okay in the end."
Niall nodded into Greg's shoulder. He pulled away, giving hugs to everyone else and ruffled Theo's hair, who glared at him cutely. He turned to the door, swinging it open and nearly stumbled back at who was standing on the doorstep.
It was Harry.
Niall nearly slammed the door shut.
"Hey, Niall-"
"Go away." Niall's voice was cold, a monotone.
Harry flinched slightly.
"Niall, what-?"
"Weren't you with Kendall? Why not go back to her, since you looked like you were having so much fun?" Niall's voice had a biting edge to it now.
"Niall, I came here to hang out on New Years."
"Well you're a little too late. I have a flight to catch."
Harry blinked.
"To where?"
"LA."
"Why?"
"Because while you're having a romantic getaway with Kendall, I need some friends to talk to."
"What? Niall, Kendall and I are only friends."
Niall snorted.
"Those pictures say otherwise. Now excuse me." Niall roughly shoved Harry away from the door and dragged his suitcase to his car, tossing it in backseat and moved towards the drivers side. Before he could get in, Harry was blocking his way. Niall glared.
"Move."
"No. Not until you tell me why you're so worked up about this! Kendall and I are friends. She's made that perfectly clear. And so have I."
Niall glared, and the words came bubbling out.
"Because I have to sit here and see those pictures show up on every single bloody news show! Because I've fallen hopelessly in love with my STRAIGHT band mate and best mate! Because I've got to see him snogging a girl I thought he didn't like after the flung they had back in 2013! Because I've fallen hopelessly in love with someone who keeps giving me hope and then throwing his straightness in my face!" Niall was panting at the end. Harry looked stricken, his face a mask of pure shock. He sighed.
"Niall, Kendall isn't my type, nor am I here type. Or should I say, gender. At all. And the same goes for me. We're completely platonic. And we never kissed. The only one I've kissed lately, is you."
"Those were just friendly."
Harry frowned.
"If you know me so much, you'd know I never kiss anyone I don't have feelings for."
Niall blinked.
Harry glanced at Niall. He reached over, placing his hands on Niall's cheeks, and pulled him towards him, kissing him, hard and desperate, trying to show he was telling the truth. Niall gasped slightly as his back hit the car before he moved his lips, moving his hands to Harry's hair.
They kissed desperately, but not roughly. Harry's thumbs moved across Niall's cheeks, caressing his face as he pulled away. Niall closed his eyes, hoping this wasn't one of his dreams.
"Niall, I fell in love with you too. Kendall is a friend. I'm sorry I made you think we were more. The one I want... Is you."
Niall gasped softly.
"Really?"
"Really. Will you stay here and let me show you that I truly mean that?" Harry smiled.
Niall sighed. But he was smiling now.
"Yeah. Okay."