Harry
You were all hanging out backstage, waiting for them to be called out for their interview. You had found yourself draped across Harry's lap, laughing at something he said. Across the room from you, you noticed Niall watching you closely, a half-smile on his face as he looked over the snack table. "Alright, boys, come on out!" A woman with a headset shouted into the room. Harry shoved you off his lap and you faked a hurt look. He winked and patted the top of your head. The other boys quickly left the room, leaving just you and Niall behind as he finished off the last bite of his apple. "You like him don't you, Y/N? You like like him." He waggled his eyebrows. "Shut up, Niall. You know that's not true. I don't like any of you boys like that." He snorted and tossed the apple core into a trash can before leaving you behind.
You stayed sitting in the dressing room along with Lou and a couple other people, watching the interview on the TV. It was just a normal interview, asking about the nex album, the tour, all of that stuff, and then of course came the question. "And which of you are single?" Harry, Liam, and Niall raised their hands. "Anyone that you've got your eyes on?" The interviewer asked, his eyes mainly on Harry whose answer you were most hungry for. "Not really. I mean, sort of, but she definitely doesn't like me back." Niall was sitting beside him and he kind of wrapped his arm around Harry then and comfortingly patted his back while saying, "Don't be too sure about that." And your mind could've been playing tricks on you, but you're fairly certain that Niall's eyes looked into the camera for a split second. When they came offstage minutes later, Niall was the first one to pass you by. "Get the message, Y/N?" You nodded and when Harry reached you, you grabbed for his arm, tugging him over away from everyone else. "So who's this girl you like?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I just said that to get them to leave me alone." But despite his answer, his cheeks were tinged pink and his eyes wouldn't meet yours. "You sure about that, Styles?" He slowly nodded and walked away.
You didn't let him get far. Before he could catch up to the other boys, you grabbed his hand, spinning around him so that you were blocking his path forward. He furrowed his brow and his green eyes stared intensely down at you. "What, Y/N?" "You like me, don't you?" He scoffed and stepped around you, but once again you stood in his way. "No, I do not have a crush on you. That's just silly why would you think that." He ran a hand through his curls, for once free of one of his ridiculous headbands. "Because Niall practically told me that you like me too." His bottom lips was tucked under his teeth when his eyes dropped back down to me. "That I like you too? So do you like me then?" You sighed and nodded, "Yeah, quite a lot actually." He grinned and reached for one of your hands, latching his much larger one onto it and slipping his fingers through yours. "Well, that's good. Didn't know how much longer I'd be able to keep it a secret."
Niall
Liam had his arm wrapped around your waist, his lips trailing kisses up and down your neck, but your eyes were focused on the blonde Irishman making his way around the room. "Babe, what are you looking at?" Your boyfriend pulled his mouth away from your skin, following your line of sight. "Oh, I get it, you've decided to date your way through the band. Are you planning on shagging Niall the first chance you get?" He placed to fingers on the side of your face and turned you towards him. "Hm?" "No, Li, I just zoned out for a second. Sorry. And why would I want anyone else when I have you, Mr. Perfect?" You leaned forward to kiss his doubt away and maybe to keep him from seeing the lie in your eyes.
Liam seemed to forget about your heart-eyes towards his bandmate after that night. That is, until Niall invited the two of you over for dinner after a late night at the studio. You were all drunk on sleeplessness and Niall was slightly drunk on whatever it was that he was drinking. The point is that when Liam briefly left the room and Niall edged closer to you, you didn't exactly move away. Not even when his mouth 'accidentally' landed on yours. And when Liam returned to find the two of you making out on the sofa, instead of getting extremely furious, he slid onto the cushions next to you, letting it happen as long as he was involved.
