wet dreams ¤ stylan

four :: stuttering answers

Niall was completely conflicted. It had only been a week since the morning Niall woke up in his bed, without a clue on how he had reached his dorm room. Harry hadn't said anything peculiar and Harry was just being .....Harry. Niall had so many questions, but he decided to play cool and make it seem like nothing had happened.

Or so he had hoped. 

It was a Friday afternoon, and Niall and Louis had received the memo about the cancellation of their evening class that day. They were hungry and decided to grab some food for the stomach, maybe some hamburgers or some fried chicken - Niall didn't care, he just wanted some goddamn food. 

But unfortunately for him, God had other plans. 

Niall was already in line when a recognizable voice called out for his best friend, and that made the both of them stop in their tracks. Danielle was already pulling Louis in for a bear hug, followed with a small kiss on the lips. Niall smiled at her, a genuine smile since he really liked her for his best friend, but not so genuine because he was already eager as it is for food. 

Seems like there would be a small postponing. 

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And Niall was right. 

Since Danielle was in desperate measures for a cup of green tea, Louis suddenly wanted the same thing she was looking for. And Niall being the not-so-independent guy, he decided to tag along. He had no problem being alone, he just disliked the idea of it. Why pick the opportunity of being on your own instead of spending it with some friends, even if it was doing something Niall wasn't so keen on. 

He was now sitting between Louis and Danielle, one hand holding the hot chocolate and the other scrolling down his Twitter timeline. He retweeted some relatable tweets, liked some of the cute ones, and decided to tweet something about third wheeling being some kind of awkward situation. 

And it honestly was. Louis and Danielle were discussing about some personal issues regarding Danielle's little brother, and Louis had also told her about some kind of kink article he had found and Niall felt like it would be rude of him to interrupt or comment on the subject. So, he simply sat there pretending not to listen, even though he was. 

But before he could refresh his Instagram again, he heard someone call out his name and he immediately looked up to see Harry walking over to their table. Danielle and Louis waved him over, and there he was. Right across Niall's seat. Just great. 

Niall had to admit, ever since that night, he felt something.... weird. He felt so awkward and skittish around Harry, but he didn't know any other ways to react to him. The week before had been the same, since he frequently bumps into Harry and Harry being the friendly Harry always made Niall feel so nervous and agitated. 

What was Harry doing to him?

"Hope I'm not interrupting anything," Harry exclaimed, roaming his eyes across the other three people seated at the table, searching for any answers. Louis had shaken his head, telling Harry that he wasn't disturbing them at all. "Right, that's good." Harry rubbed his large hands together, making him look like he was glad.

"Anyways, I saw Niall from the window, and I thought I'd tell you that I felt like eating pizza for tonight, so I might be ordering some." Harry's orbs were planted on Niall, his gaze never once leaving his as he spoke. "So, we can eat later together, if you want to. I mean, just wanted to tell you before you eat anything. So you won't be full because I'm not finishing it all by myself." 

Harry had a grin plastered on his bright face, and those pearly white teeth were hypnotizing since Niall couldn't really respond. His blue eyes were fixed on Harry's face and how he had asmall mole on the upper side of his mouth, and how Harry had some small bristles of hair along his jawline.