Different // Narry

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"And then shoot! The crowd screamed hysterically" Zayn- one of my bestfriends hold up his drink as he try to imitate the crowds cheering. The other rest rolls out an hysterical laugh except for me, i sip my drink farther as i watch the crowds laugh from something thats not even funny. Yes- Zayn could be funny sometimes. But not all the time.

People nowdays, they've got too many faces.

The fact that people were laughing at his jokes because Zayn is the most popular guy in the school plus he's hot as fuck, also his parents own a famous company, no wonder he's spoiled as hell. I bet if he's normal as everyone else, no one would laugh at his stupid jokes.

But Zayn is not the worse. Harry is. He likes to made up some wierd knock knock jokes evertime our conversation end up with a silence. Its pretty lame but i laugh anyway. Its not because i'm fake - god no, i'll never be fake towards him- its just, seeing him smiling with his dimples popping out really melt my heart.

As i was continuing to sip my drink slowly, i spotted Harry walking with Louis not so far from where we sit. I scan his features from afar - and i know what this called, it called "stalking". He laughs at something that Louis just said and deep down i knew that it makes me jealous. I wish i was the cause of his smile.

Everynight i keep asking myself, do i really like him? But i cant find the answer. Since i was a kid, i'm really protective over him, there's this time when he said Bryan (our old neighbor) was handsome and i cant help myself to get jealous. So i try to impress Harry by doing my hair in a quiff, and of course he realized and he said i look handsome. I'm proud at myself at that time.

Did i really admire Harry since i was a kid?

I dont know.

I keep looking at Harry and never lose my gaze but it stopped drastically as a hand slap my back hardly. "What the- "

"You, my friend, need to man up and ask him in a date, stop being those creepy asshole who only stare and did absolutely nothing" I hear a familiar accent filled my ears, as i turn my head towards the source i see a yound lad with a brown quiff hair smirking towards me,

Jake Banson, everybody.

We're a pretty close friend but he's not in my best friend list, he's more into Zayns List or A.K.A Zayns friend. He's a wierd lad to be honest, not a freak but just wierd. He's too hyperactive for a young lad like him. I heard a rumor that he attend parties everyday and get wasted every singel day, but hey- i trust them because Jake is giving them a hint by his act.

"What are you talking about?" I raise my eyebrows looking confused with his words,

"Oh you know who am i talking about, Horan" He wiggels his eyebrows as he smirk playfully,

I shake my head from right to left and repeat my action for a couple of times "No i dont have a clue what are you talking about"

He groans "Stop playing dumb. I'm talking about Harry Edward Styles, the one you droll at"

I bulge my eyes "i-i'm not d-drooling over him" i turn my face towards the other side so he wont see my cheeks are glowing like a flashlight,

"Trust me mate, i wont believe it" He chuckles but i just shrug it off still facing oppositely from him,

I sigh quietly so no one wont hear it, I search for Harry again because i lost my gaze from him not a minute ago thanks to Jake.