Catch me if you can [NARRY AU]

Chapter twenty-one

I blushed when I stuffed my phone back into my pocket. He loved me, he was alright. I loved him, I was alright. Everything was alright. Except the Zayn problem. I really needed to protect him. Liam was my best friend since I could remember, and I wasn't going to put him to heartbreak - or worse, actual pain - if I could stop it.

I walked downstairs and saw Liam on the couch. I plopped next to him and cuddled his side. He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me a bit closer.

"Are you alright?" he asked me.

I frowned. Of course I was alright. He saw my face and explained.

"You know, with the, eh, Niall stuff going on..." Oh. That.

"Yeah, I guess." I shrugged. I really didn't wanna talk about it because I hadn't thought about answers for their certainly coming questions.

"Care to explain what happened?"

"No."

He sighed.
"Maybe talking will help you?"

"I said I'm fine."

"Then why did you snap at Zayn like that?" he asked. Oh, so that was what this was all about. He didn't really wanted to know if I was okay or not, he just wanted to know why I snapped at Zayn. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, so you don't wanna know if I'm alright?" I asked him, annoyance in my voice.

"That's not what I meant." he told me softly.

" 'Course not." I muttered.

"Come on Haz, please?" he pulled his puppy dog eyes at me, and I know I couldn't resist. I couldn't tell him the whole truth, but maybe if I told a bit of it it would indeed help me.

"I just miss him." I told him. That was absolutely no lie. It had been twenty-four hours in the mean while since the last time I'd seen him, and I just wanted to see his face. But Liam of course didn't know my definition of missing.

"I know Harry. Wanna tell me what happened in the closet at school?" he asked, pulling me in his arms.

"N-no. I really don't wanna talk about that." I said whilst heavy breathing out when I said don't. I didn't want to be reminded of our closet scene. It was emotional and even though he asked me to be his boyfriend and showed our real feelings, the most part of it was sad.

"...Okay."

We heard the front door open and Louis obnoxious voice.

"We're homeeee!" he shouted and I heard his mum chuckle. They walked into the room and I hugged Jay. Liam soon copied my actions and signed he go and went to put her suitcase upstairs.

"It's good to see you Jay, beautiful as always!" I grinned.

"Oh why thank you Harry, don't look so bad yourself." she smiled.

"Wow, no flirting with my mum Styles!"

"Don't worry, I play for the other team." I winked at Jay.

"Have you found someone, Harry?" she asked, pure curiosity in her voice, and all I could do was look sad. It already bothered me I needed to lie and not tell the world that, yes, I had a boyfriend, and his name was Niall Horan. I didn't even know how long we needed to keep pretending we didn't like each other, but it was getting on my nerves already. Nonetheless, I needed to do what I'd been told.

"Nope."

That's when Liam came down.

"Oh, well, it comes when it comes. How about you Liam? A boyfriend in the picture?" Jay knew Liam was gay too. I really didn't wanna hear what he had to say about Zayn and how in love they were, because I was a bit jealous. Don't get me wrong, I loved that Liam was happy, although I didn't like it who he was happy with, but I wanted to talk about my love life too. At least with someone. But I also didn't want to put anyone in danger.