My Brothers Bestfriend (NARRY AU)

0.9 | Supper with the Horan's

Harry
When Liam pulled into Niall's drive way I could feel my nerves coming. My palms were sweaty and Maura just seemed so crucial towards me on Friday. It was absolute nerve-racking, it took me everything to follow behind Niall and walk through his front door with him. Anyways here I was slipping off my shoes and following Niall upstairs to his room. I've never been in his room before and I was curious to see what it looked like.
When we reached the top,  his room was the one of two on the floor as well as the washroom. When I entered in his room behind him his walls were a grey colour that matched his black desk and dresser along with his black bed set. His room was pretty matchy matchy but that could be because his mom picked out the dresser and what not. Niall sat himself down on his bed throwing his sports bag on the ground as he rubbed his eyes and laid back on his bed.
I myself decided to take a seat at his desk as I turn myself around to face him.
"Where do you want to get started?" I ask as I grab my binder and open it up. Niall said nothing as he just laid there. "Uh Niall?"
"Huh?" He sits back up blinking a couple times to focus.
"Tired?" I chuckle.
"Yeah, just a little bit," he sighs.
"We don't have to study, I can call Liam and he can pick me back up. I'm sure he's still on his way over to Louis'," I blabbed. Niall chuckles as he lays himself back down on his bed.
"No Harry, why don't we just hang out?" I was shocked. Was this his plan all along? Of course not Harry, you fool.
"Okay," i sit there awkwardly.
"You can come lay down," he moves over on his bed as he pats a spot beside him. I bite my lip as I make my way over to lay beside him on his bed. As I take my position beside him I think he can tell I was a little awkward in this position.
As he then wraps his arms around my waists I'm facing him. My breath gets caught in my throat, as his hand touches my skin. Niall rubs his thumb in circles over my hip. I left out a breathe that I was holding for so long. Is this what friends do?
Niall wasn't looking at me, instead his eyes were shut. As his breathes were nice and steady, then his lips curve into a smile.
"You know Harry you can relax," he murmurs, as he keeps his eyes shut.
"I-itt's hard-d," I stutter. Niall opens his eyes as they meet mine.
"Why is it hard Harry? Do you feel uncomfortable?" He frowns.
"It's not that," I bite my lip. I was nervous.
"Tell me," he whispers. I gulp. This was so hard to say?
"Niall I'm-"
"Niall, supper is ready-" Maura stood in the doorway disrupting our very serious conversation we were just about to have. "Did I interrupt something?" She raises an eyebrow. Niall removes his hand as he lays on his back and let's a extremely big sigh.
"We'll be down in a minute," Niall answers. Maura shuts the door and I can hear her feet go down the stair case until I couldn't hear it any longer.
Niall turns towards me again, as he was now frowning.
"What's wrong?" I ask. I was a little curious why he acts this way around his mother.
"Nothing," he try's to sly. But I was not letting this go so easily.
"You know you can tell me right? I practically only talk to you," I chuckle. That earned a smile from Niall.
"Well it's just, she's I don't know," he stops himself as he faces the ceiling again trying to think of if he can trust me.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to," he takes a glance at me and turns his attention back to the ceiling again.
"Maybe one day I could tell you," he whisper very lightly. Not thinking I can hear him, which was kinda cute. What was bugging him so much?
"Now we should get down stairs before your mother thinks we're doing something," I joke, but it only earns a frown from Niall. He was not in the mood today. Niall sits up as we both make it down stairs to the smell of spaghetti sauce. It smelt delicious. I follow Niall into the dining room where a older boy around 20-21 seated and obviously Niall's dad sat at the end of the table.
"Who's this Ni?" The guy asked.
"Greg this is Harry, Harry this is my older brother Greg," so this is Niall's famous older brother.
"Nice to meet you Harry," Greg smiled kindly. What I didn't expect was the hard look I got from Niall's dad. Again it seemed like he didn't approve of me to be Niall's friend.
"Dad this is Harry, Harry his is my dad," his dad nods as he goes back to talking to Greg. Niall smiled nervously and takes a seat across from Greg and the seat closest to Mr.Horan. I sat myself next to Niall. In seconds Maura came through the door holding a pot holding it with pot holders as she placed it in the middle of the dining table.
"Dig in," she smiles. Greg is the first to dig in, and the rest of us follow suit.
I wouldn't say it was an awkward dinner. Greg and Mr.Horan were the only ones talking and every now and then he'd ask Niall questions about school. When Mr.Horan asked me the question I dreaded from everyone, I almost nervous and kind felt like an over achiever.
"So what are you plans for next year Harry?" Mr.Horan asked as he ate away.
"I got a scholarship at University of London," I says with confidence. Confidence is key.
"That's amazing, what do you want to study?" This was the part I hated the most.
"Uh," nicely done. "I'm gonna take pre-med courses."
"Wow, thanks great," I look at him. He was impressed, nice work. "So you want to be a doctor?"
"Yeah, I would like become a surgeon someday." I say proudly.
"That's great, we need more of those," Maura said this time.
"Yes definitely," Mr.Horan nods along. "Niall here is gonna become one of the best engineers in London. Aren't you son?"
Niall nods chewing his food, as he frowns. I can tell he really didn't want to be a engineer. Niall being in the manufacturing business? I can't see it.
"Niall you want to be a engineer?" I ask.
"Yeah, I guess. I don't really know what I want to be," he shrugs. I could tell that wasn't true, the way he looked and acted. He knew exactly what he wanted to be. I was gonna find out.