Can Love You More Than This (Narry)

Chapter 18.

Harry opened the door to his room, just peeking his head a little bit, noticing that the boy was sill under the covers. “Niall? You awake?” he asked softly, half hoping the boy was still sleeping. He almost thought the boy was if it wasn’t for the sniffling he heard.  Harry frowned and entered, closing the door softly behind him. “Ni?”

The sniffling stopped for a second. “Haz?”

Harry chuckled softly to himself. “I’m here Ni,” he smiled as he walked over to the bed. As soon as he sat down, Niall flung over the blankets and wrapped his arms around his neck, pressing his face into the boy’s shoulder, trying his hardest not to cry. Harry, surprised for a second by this sudden gesture, smiled and wrapped his arms around his waist in return as his chest felt like it was bursting with happiness. “How are you feeling?” he asked softly, concerned and trying not to sound elated at the same time.

“B-b-better,” Niall sniffled lightly, pulling back and wiping his tears with the back of his hand like a child. Harry smiled sadly, almost lifting up a finger to wipe Niall’s tears away, but went against it. Niall would probably think it was weird. “Do you want to talk about it?” Harry asked softly, biting his lip. Niall leaned against Harry’s shoulder again closing his eyes, not answering him. For a minute, it was awkwardly silent, and Harry bit his lip deeper, wondering if he should say something.

“What did you like about her?” he asked softly, causing Niall to frown. He shrugged, warm tears spilling even as he closed his eyes and Harry regretted asking as he felt it. “S-she…had a lovely smile and beautiful eyes…she was funny, she was outspoken…” he smiled up at Harry sadly. “She reminded me of you a lot,” he whispered.

Harry couldn’t help but smiled widely at Niall, despite the fact that he was the third person that said that. He didn’t get it; that girl looked nothing like him. “Yeah?” he chuckled, his eyes glittering happily. Niall nodded, blushing a little. “But I don’t have boobs,” he said, laughing lightly at his own comment.

Niall smiled wider and his laugh, although slightly broken, filled the room with a lovely sound.

“No,” he agreed, shaking his head. “But you have something better."

“I-I do?” Harry blushed, because honestly, Niall couldn’t possibly be referring to his dick, could he?

Niall nodded. “You’re loyal. You wouldn’t meet up with your ex just because she begged you to and your girlfriend was busy,” he said softly.

Boyfriend, Harry corrected him silently, but nodded. “That was a dumb move on her part,” he murmured. “She lost a really great guy,” he smiled at Niall.

Niall smiled back appreciatively before letting out a yawn and Harry chuckled, running his hand through his hair. “Tired?” he smirked jokingly.

The blond boy laid back down. “ A little,” he giggled lightly. Harry smiled and stood up. “I’ll let you sleep then mate,” he said softly. Niall shook his head and reached out to tug him back down. “Stay,” he whispered, his eyes pleading softly. Harry blushed, his cheeks a deep shade of red. His uncertain green eyes met Niall’s sea blue ones. Did Niall want him? Was this a dream? Is he—?

Niall tugged his arm again and Harry couldn’t help but sit back down.  “O-okay,” he managed to say, biting his lip nervously as he lay down next to him. The boy smiled and curled up against Harry’s side innocently, closing his eyes. “Thank you Harry,” he whispered. Harry pursed his lip, holding back a smile as he wondering if Niall could hear his heart beat several times faster. “For what?” he asked softly.

Niall opened his eyes and smiled lopsidedly. “For being here for me,” he murmured. Harry smiled widely. “I’ll always be here for you,” he responded honestly. Always. Even if you will never love me the way I love you, I will always be here for you Niall James Horan, he thought sadly.

Niall’s smiled softened. “Thank you.”

Harry returned his smile before yawning softly. Niall chuckled lightly and closed his eyes. “Good night Harry,” he yawned.

“Good night, Ni,” Harry whispered, kissing his forehead gently before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Niall blinked once; a little startled by the way Harry had kissed him like that. He knew Harry cared for him, deeply, as a friend and as a band mate. But it also seemed like it was more than that. Like the kiss that had happened before…like Harry was in love with him. He sighed softly; even if they were gay, he didn’t deserve Harry, he thought humbly. Harry was an amazing person; he deserved so much more.

After a few more minutes of thinking about this, Niall closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Harry woke up first, remembering the night so clearly, he swore it was a dream. At least, until he saw the blond Irishman sleeping peacefully beside him and realized it wasn’t. Everything that happened last night, with Niall, was real. Harry laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling, a wide grin on his face. He quietly got out of bed and went to the door so he could make breakfast for the two of them. But as he turned the knob, he realized something was wrong. The door wouldn’t budge. He tried again.

No luck.

He sighed and pulled out his phone.

Harry: Door’s broken, can you come and fix it?

Louis: Now?

Harry: Yeah.

Louis: Can’t . taking El out for breakfast, be back around noon :)

Harry looked at the clock. 8.15 am.

Harry: But that’s like four hours !!

Louis: You’ll be fine Haz , you’ve got Ni after all ;)

Harry sighed again. Louis must have done this, him and Liam. He tried calling Liam and Zayn, but those calls went straight to voicemail. They must still be sleeping.

Niall stirred and opened his eyes, looking at Harry with a bit of worry on his face. “Harry?” he asked, his voice sounding confused. Harry put away his phone and looked up at Niall. “Mhm?” he asked distractedly, trying to figure out how to get out of the room.

“Harry,” Niall repeated, wanting to boy’s full attention. Harry frowned and walked over to the bed. “Yeah Ni?” he asked, noticing the worry on his face for the first time and getting worried himself.

Niall took a deep breath and sighed slowly, not sure how to get the next words out of his mouth. “D-did…d-did I f-f-fuck you l-last n-night?” he asked nervously.