Catch me if you can [NARRY AU]

Chapter twenty-two

I chocked on my own spit as I looked up and straight in those amazing blue eyes who I only could identify as my lover's. He gave me a small smile and I returned it, but was quickly ripped out of my gaze when I heard Louis mutter.

"Unbelievable."

Oh crap. This was the first time Louis and Liam - and me too, actually - had seen Niall after our closet scene, and they were pissed. Louis just looked with a scowl at Niall. I looked quickly at Liam to see his reaction. If looks could kill, Niall would be dead ten times by now.

"Hi Niall." I said softly, and looked at him again. He looked so good in a white button down and a pair of black skinnys. His hair was in the signature quiff I loved so much and I could smell his cologne. He looked flawless.

"Hi." he smiled at me, but never said my name. And then I remembered that nobody could know we knew each other, and Jay was at our table and didn't even know that Niall here was my boyfriend and not just a waiter.

"What would you like to drink?" he asked politely at Jay. Oh, he was such a gentleman with his 'lady's first'.

"I'll have a red wine, thank you."

"For me a coke." Louis said. His mum nudged him in the ribs.

"Please." he grumbled.

"I'll have also a coke, please." Liam stayed always polite.

"Me too."

"Coming right up!" and he walked off.

"I'm sorry Harry." Liam said to me. Louis nodded and Jay just sat there looking at me and not knowing what was going on.

"Niall and I had sort of like a thing but it didn't work out." I quickly made up as I explained it to her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, love." she gave me a warm smile. I shrugged my shoulders and shrugged them of. It was hard seeing your best friends hate your boyfriend, even if there was no reason, at all. In fact, they should be thanking him for looking out for me. But of course, I couldn't tell them. I just sat there with a frown on my face, when I felt Liam's hand on my thigh to give me a reassuring squeeze. I gave him a small smile, he had no idea what was going on.

Why did he need to be a waiter and why did he need to be a waiter at this place and why did he have to work tonight? I was happy to see him and from what I saw he looked just fine, but I hadn't forgot our phone call. It sounded like he had been running. And what did he meant by 'getting rid off some things'? I guess he would tell me if he got the chance. Or maybe he won't ever tell me. He probably won't tell me, because he wanted me to be safe. And even if he was planning on telling me, would I wanna know? I was lost in thoughts until Niall came to our table with our drinks and gave each of us a menu. He nodded and walked off. I looked at the menu without really reading it. I just thought of Niall, and how he looked today. Well, now. This was the first time I had seen him today, and damn son, he looked mighty fine. I was glad I could call him my boyfriend. Well, call... This was just so damn complicated. I needed to accept the fact that for a while, I couldn't hold him, kiss him, touch him, smell him. All I could do was sometimes hear him and see him in school. And I was really angry. Because I wanted to hold him, wanted to kiss him, wanted to touch him and wanted to smell him. I wanted to let the world know he was mine, and wanted to kill every boy - or girl, because they clearly didn't know what 'fucking guys' meant - who thought they could flirt with him, or ask him on a date. But that will happen. And maybe he will say yes. Because for the outside, he is single. And for the outside, we don't go along.

Niall came over to our table to take our orders and Liam had to nudge me to get out of my gaze. I just ordered the first thing I saw on the menu.