My Brothers Bestfriend (NARRY AU)

3.4 | Cold Park Benches

Harry
Liam and my mom could tell I was in a mood and they were vey determined to find out what I was so sad about. As Liam would call me salty most of this morning when he got home bright and early hung over as fuck and my mom didn't notice a single thing wrong with the he kid. I swear that kid has no other words in his vocabulary.
He'd just be like "woah someone's salty." Like shut up.
I sat on my coach currently watching the vampire diaries because this show was amazing. Niall thinks I'm absolute delusional for thinking vampires could be somewhat entertaining.
I was enjoying my show, because lately it was getting intense because Kai just escaped from the prisoner world and just captured Elena and then the episode ended. How can you end a episode like that. I wanted to scream at the tv. But I couldn't because my mom stood there watching me.
I turned towards her as she has her arms crossed starring at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Harry what's wrong? Is it with Niall? You could tell me, Liam is out, and Geof had to run to work for an emergency." She explained, I really didn't want to tell her but I needed to tell someone. So I decided to spill the beans.
She looked at me trying to figure out what to say. Then she slapped me on the side of the head.
"Oi-" I grabbed the side she slapped. "What was that for?"
"Because your being ridiculous," she laughed I still can't believe she hit me. Even though it wasn't hard or anything, I'm vulnerable right now.
"How am I being ridiculous?" I have a reason to be mean and salty.
"Because one Niall is gay, Harry. You know that you both are dating like boyfriend and boyfriend. He has no intention of having a thing with this girl. He loves you doesn't he?" I only nodded. "Well then there you have it. Stop being stubborn."
And she got up and left me there to think. What the hell was I thinking. I was being a dumbo. I decided to grab my phone go through my snapchat stories, just to see what Niall is up to and if he posted any with Rose.
When I clicked on his name, there it was a picture that forever will be imprinted in my head. She was kissing Niall's cheek and he was looking kinda bewildered in the picture. I decided to shut my phone off as I threw it across the couch.
When was this chick leaving? Even though she just got here, I still hated her. Even after my moms oh so encouraging words of wisdom.
When the door bell rung I didn't bother to answer, I just clicked on a new episode to watch. I looked at my mother as she walked into the foyer and looked at me with crossed arms as she shook her head at me.
"You lazy bum," she turns to the door and smiles and let's her arms go to loosen up. She then turns the knob and I turn my attention back to the TV. Until that's when I hear that oh so beautiful laugh I knew to well. That's when I look at my mother and shake my head at her as she takes glances at me.
"I'm not here," I mouth and get under the covers.
After a couple seconds I couldn't hear my mom tell him I'm not here. I couldn't hear anything, and when I felt someone sit on me I knew right away who it was. Darn you Anne.
I take the blankets off my head as I turn to see Niall sitting on my crotch.
"Hey baby," he kisses the top of my head and is now laying beside me. I still didn't say anything to him. I just tried to close my eyes and ignore him.
"Harry what's wrong?" He croaked. I opened my eyes and he looked like he was gonna cry and I didn't want to see him cry. He was too precious to cry.
"Nothing, just feeling a little ill," I cough.
"That's a big load of bullshit." I scoffed at him. But he continued to speak, "Harry tell me what's going on."
I only turned around and my back faced him as he wrapped his arms around my body and brought me closer to his.
"Tell me," he whispers and then kisses my neck. He doesn't stop as he keeps his lips on my neck and he continued to suck. Fuck he's gonna leave a mark in the most obvious place.
I moaned, as he continued to suck that one place and I suddenly became vulnerably for his lips.
"Niall, can we go for a ride. If we're gonna talk I don't want to be in the middle of it and Liam walk through the door." Niall only nodded as we both got off the couch.
This time we took Niall's car because it was blocking mine in. What an arse. I suddenly forgot all about Rose. Ugh Rose.
Niall parked outside of the park and he shut off his car and got out. Okay we're gonna go for a walk in the snow. Great.
I got out after him and caught up to him. We didn't share any spoken words and I wish we did. I hated the silence. Niall walked us to a bench and when we sat down it was cold on my arse. He dropped his arm around my body and brought me closer to his.
"You know," he continued to speak,"Rose thought I was giving her signals."
I turned towards him confused. What was he talking about? Then he continued.
"This morning she tried to kiss me," and suddenly I knew what he was talking about. "That was the first time a girl has kissed me on the lips other than my mother. I didn't enjoy it one bit."
"Go on Niall," he looks at me, and he was crying. Why was he crying?
"I pushed her away instantly and she thought I was playing a game, so she came onto me again. I told her No, and she didn't understand. Then she was like 'what are you gay?" He leaned his head onto mine again.
"I didn't know what to tell her so I left her siting in my room. She probably figured it out now, but I'm so sorry Harry." Wait hold up, why is he sorry?
"Niall," he moved his head up and looked at me. "Why are you sorry?"
"For cheating on you," he bit his lip nervously.
"Trust me, that was not cheating. You backed her off, you didn't let her kiss you." I explained. But he just bit his lip nervously.
"Okay Harry," it's like her doesn't believe me or he wasn't telling the whole story but he just went along whatever I was telling him. Which got me a little suspicious. "Looks Niall if there is anything you still have to tell me this is the time."
"No," he says quickly. "Why would you think I would lie to you?"
"Of course not," I wrapped my arms around his body as he nuzzled his head into my chest. For some reason I still feel unresolved and I wanted to know so badly why I felt this way. Stop Harry, stop being so paranoid. Niall would tell you, if he missed anything in his story. He trusts you and you trust him. Why was I thinking in third person?