I Bullied Harry Styles? *Narry Storan* Complete

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

 

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Niall’s POV

 

I woke up the next morning with Harry hanging off of the sofa partially and my leg spread across his thigh. We must have fallen asleep without realising after I’d asked him about him knowing about his sexuality.

Truth is, I think I feel something for Harry. I have no idea why though, im supposed to be straight. This doesn’t happen to straight people, they don’t get feelings for people they bullied for years five years ago. It just doesn’t happen.

I nudged Harry with my foot, trying to wake him up but not shock him. Too late, I must have nudged him to much since he ended up falling off of the sofa and landing face first on the carpet. I couldn’t help but laugh.

“That’s not funny” He grumbled along with some curse words that I couldn’t quite hear.

“It is a bit, you have to admit that” I smirked.

He let out a groan before pulling himself up from the floor and announcing he was going in the shower, leaving me alone in his living room. I took this opportunity to have a good look around. I wasn’t being noisy, I was just curious…

I got up from the sofa and painfully cracked my back before I made my way towards his shelves. I stopped myself searching the shelves since I noticed that the coffee table lifted up and became a storage unit.

Inside I found various photographs of Harry and a girl who looked slightly older than himself but none with his parents. There was various bits and bobs in the table, from various scented Yankee candles and embarrassingly, the odd condom here and there with a bottle of strawberry scented lube.

Embarrassed, I closed the table after I placed the photographs back in the same place as I found them and placed the ornaments back on top of the wood. Making everything look untouched.

I couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed with what I had found. I’d better not mention it, he might get mad at me and I kinda needed a friend.

I sat back on the sofa and pretended to watch television until he returned. I couldn’t focus on the programme though; my mind was going crazy about my sexuality. I didn’t particularly want to be gay or bi sexual but if It turned out that I was I needed to accept myself. I knew there was nothing I could do about it. It was me.