"You know-" Louis starts, "-if it were up to me, I'd say you two were already truly, madly and deeply in love and just to blind to see it. Your curls blinding you and Niall's hair dye seeping into his brain making him completely oblivious." Louis sa...
Happy (belated) Birthday to our Favourite little Irishman
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Here's THE update in his honour 💕
— AN: I've noticed that I have a habit when writing. I have a habit of being mildly descriptive of situations but just going overboard with subtle after dialogue-descriptions of a situation. So yeah I'm kind of taking a new approach, hopes this makes it a bit more bearable.
3k words 😘
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Niall's POV:
I like Harry.
A lot.
I've been avoiding Harry.
A lot.
I've been avoiding direct interaction altogether.
A lot.
I know it's not fair for me to shut out Harry the way I have, but it's helping me prevent myself from doing something I probably shouldn't. Doing something that would hurt my friendship with Louis, or ruin everything that Harry and I have built with each other all these years. I know that me distancing myself doesn't exactly help my cause either but it-- it prevents me from worsening the situation and I wanted anything but to do that. So if I had to constantly do this push and pull, this give a little more, feel a little less type of thing to save Harry and my own's friendship then so be it. If I had to deal with Liam's constant pushing of me in Harry's direction and Zayn's glares and his mysterious 'I-know-more-than-I-let-on' looks (like the one he's giving me right now), then so be it.
I sat in my spot between, Liam and Zayn across from Louis and Harry.
So far, Harry hasn't said as much as word to me. Which was saddening but also relieving. Liam's been; provocatively and annoyingly- and teasingly- bumping my shoulder. Causing me to hiss at him. Liam knows about me liking Harry because I told him. I only told him because I owed him an explanation on why I slammed my door in his face that time. Which was because I thought that I'd liked him but soon enough I realised that I was only doing this to make myself appear Happy in front of Harry and I didn't want to do that Liam, he deserves so much more and I didn't want to be the one to sit in between that.
(AN: hint hint)
So after I told him, he'd lightened up and we'd basically both forgotten about the mishap, well he mostly forgot because now all of his attention was on pushing me in Harry's direction.
I'm brought out of my mind by the sight of Louis leaning in to kiss Harry, and I almost smiled at the fact that I saw him almost visibly lean away. He seemed so wrapped up in his own mind.
