My Love For You Will Never End [NARRY]

Chapter TWO

Hola, amigos! I hope you liked the first chapter. Anyway, I don't wanna rush with this story, but I kind of do.. 'kay, humanoids, ENJOY :3

~GORKA.

*NIALL*

Since that kiss Harry acts different. Of course we still fool around during the concerts, but something doesn't feel right. Like, last week we were performing Little Things and the part when there is a 'Narry duet'.. We sang it to each other, looking at each other and the tease that I am, I winked at him and sent him an air kiss. He blushed a deep red.. I kind of understand why, though.. I mean, Harry's gay and I -his not so openly bisexual mate- kissed him. I should've known that kissing my best-mate is going to make things awkward between us. But I wanted to, I wanted to kiss him so badly.. Because I, Niall James Horan, fancy him, Harry Edward Styles. You see, I made a deal with the boys that if the bottle lands on me, I will pick dare and that Liam, Louis or Zayn will have to dare me to kiss him. I thought that Harry wouldn't make a big deal out of it.. But apparently I was wrong. I screwed up our friendship, and I hate myself for it. That's why, I'm going to make it up to him..

"Hey, guys, I'm home!" I shout as I come inside. I went shopping, to buy a present for Haz.

"Hi, Nialler!" Louis and Liam greet me from their position on the sofa. Louis is sitting in Liam's lap and they're whispering something to each other.

"Hello!" Zayn chirps as he waves me, not really turning around from the TV.

Wait, there's someone missing.. Maybe you remember him, curly hair, tall, cheeky, charming, eyes you can get lost in.. Shit, I think I'm drooling over myself.

"Uhm.. Where's Haz?" I ask as I take off my shoes.

"He's upstairs in his room." Liam and Louis chuckle at me.

"I don't know what's so funny, Romeo and Juliet, but I don't really care." I mutter as I run up the stairs.

I race to Harry's room with a neatly packed box in my left hand and with a single rose in the other. "Oh, Harreh.." I call for him as I knock on his bedroom door.

"W-who is it?" Wait, is he crying? Sure sounds like it.

"It's me, Irish." I chuckle. I hear him mutter 'Shit'. "I don't really care, dude, I'm coming in." I exclaim as I swing the door open, holding the rose and the box in my one hand.

The first thing I see is Harry lying on the bed, hugging a pillow in which he has his face buried.

"Hey, babe," God, how I like calling him that. "What's wrong?" I came in, put the stuff I held in my hand on the bed and sat next to him in a friendly distance.

"N-nothing." Harry mutters in the pillow.

"Could you look at me?" I ask in a really sweet tone.

No answer.

"Please." I utter as I take his hand in mine. Harry finally looks up at me, then he looks at our hands and then back at me again. His cheeks are flushed, eyes full of unshed tears, lip trembling. It breaks my heart to see him like this.

"What's wrong?" I question him again.

"I-I.. They hate me, Niall." He answers me as he bursts into tears.

"Come 'ere." I tell him as I open my arms. Harry hesitates for a moment, but he shuffles a little and puts his head on my shoulder as he wraps his arms around my waist and starts sobbing.

"Now tell me, what happened." We're kind of used to comforting Haz, because he gets a lot of hate since he came out about four months ago.

"I-I was reading my T-Twitter mentions a-and t-there was a-a lot of bad shit written about m-me." Harry sobs out.

"Shh.. It okay." I try to calm him down as I pull him in my lap and start stroking his hair.

"B-but what did I do w-wrong to d-deserve this?" He sniffles, his face buried in my neck, his cold nose making me shiver.

"Well, some people are just jealous of your beauty and fame, and some are just angry because you're not ashamed of who you are." I state. "You didn't do anything, Hazzy. It's not your fault, most of the worlds population are homophobic pigs." I say a little bit harsher than before.

"Thank you." Harry leans back and smiles at me. Yay! I really helped him!

"You're welcome." I smile back. We're still cuddling though. He is sitting in my lap -ouch, because he's bigger and heavier than me- , his hands wrapped around my waist, while I have my hands around his neck. We are just sitting and staring at each other, smiling.

"I have something for you." I broke the silence and detangled my hands from his neck. "Close your eyes, Haz." He blushed and closed his eyes. I reached a rose and a box from the other end of the bed. "Okay, you can open your eyes now." Harry did as I said, and opened his eyes. I held a single red rose in front of him. Harry hesitated for a second but then he gladly took it with shaky hands.

"I-I.. I mean.. W-what?" He stuttered -so adorable!- as he blushed a deep red.

"I fancy you, Haz." These are the only words that roll from my mouth. Shit, I'm so scared.. Please like me back, please like me back, please like me back.. At first Harry looks at me wide eyed, but then he grins showing his perfectly white teeth.

"You do?" He screeches. Oh, someone stopped stuttering, I see.

"Yes, I do." I smile at him. As I'm about to start doubting that Harry fancies me back, I suddenly feel a familiar feeling on my lips. Wet and warm. I close my eyes, when realization hits me. Oh god, he's kissing me! Our lips moved in sync, like magnets or something. Electricity went through my body. Ohh, how I missed this feeling.. His grip on my waist tightened as I tangled my hand in his curls. My tongue asked for a VIP access to his mouth, and the good guy Harry is, he gladly gave me it. Our tongues dances with each other and the feeling was bloody amazing! I couldn't suppress a moan that  escaped my lips as I felt his cold fingertips under my shirt. Damn, what this boy does to me..

I had to pull away though, I need oxygen you know.

"I fancy you too." After a moment of panting and staring, Harry said as he kissed my cheek.

"Yay!" I beamed. Harry smiled at me.

"That's not everything though." I say as I remember the box which is lying on the bed, waiting to be opened. I reach behind me and put it in Harry's lap.

"For me?" His eyes sparkle as he looks at the box.

"U-huh." He's so adorable. "Open it." I encourage him.

Harry looked up at me then at the mysterious box again. With one quick movement he shred the paper off and opened it. There was an iPhone iOS 6 peacefully lying inside. His eyes widened.

"You're phone has a huge crack on the screen and you never have time to buy a new one, so.." I trailed off.

"It's perfect. Thank you." He put it down and hugged me.

"You're welcome, babe." I hugged him back, hooking my arms around his neck. Harry's sitting on my lap, his arms wrapped around my waist and mine wrapped around his neck. It's not so comfortable, but I like it.

That's it, people. I don't know, I wanted to write some cute stuff. But don't worry, it won't be all boring like marriage, kids and stuff. There will be hard times too, when you can't hold back the tears anymore.. >:) Kay, I hope you liked it. See you soon, PEACE OUT. xx

~GORKA.