Priest (Narry)

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Niall's POV

I just love his bad boy kinda vibe. It's so hot. When he gets all defensive if someone is making fun of him or his friends and the way he tries not to car about things.

The whole time we were eating he kept his eyes moving back and forth the whole time. Like he was looking or waiting for someone.

"So..." He sounded anxious. "Can we get out of here?"

"Yeah..." I said curiously.

"Did you hear the fight I had with that girl last night?" He said as if feeling the need to explain.

"Honestly... No" I said truthfully "I was dead asleep by 10."

"Okay, well I brought another girl home last night and we got into a fight after we... Ya know... And she stormed out, but now she's here."

I started laughing uncontrollably.

"It's not funny!" He scolded.

"I mean, ya it is." I contradicted him. "That's what you get for sleeping with so many girls all the time."

"Shut up!" He ended the conversation.

After we threw our trash away we walked out and he pulled me to the right, jerking my body.

"The hell was that!?" I yelled at him.

"She went that way!" He said as he put his hood up. He's over reacting, it's not like this hasn't happened before.

After a few steps he put his arm around me.

I got a surge run through my body. It felt like electricity, and I almost collapsed. My whole body felt numb for a second. And as quickly as it came, it left.

When we got out side he slowed down and took off his hood.

"I'm sorry." Man he must be going through it. He sounded completely different now. Almost sad. "I'm such a screw up! I don't contribute anything tho the band. All I do is bring girls to the hotel and ruin everyone's fun." He sat down on the curb.

"Harry," I sat up against him. "You know that's not true. You're the best singer in the band and everyone loves to have you around."

He put his arm around me again, this time much less aggressively. It gave me that weird feeling again.

He rested his head on my shoulder.

"You know. You have always been my favorite in the band." He said quietly.

"I don't bel-"

"It's true.." He cut me off. "You've always been so nice even when I ignore you. Everyone else just gets all but hurt about it. You just roll with the punches. I admire that about you."

"Thanks. But it's hard to stay mad at you." He laughed and put his other hand on my knee.

That feeling surged through me again.

"Y-yeah. Ok let's um... Let's get going." I stumble my words.

"Yeah ok." He agreed with a weird look on his face like he was confused. "Do you want to go see a movie or something."