Different // Narry

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(A/N) Sorry lovelynarryy narryistic

NJS

"Bloody hell, it hurts" I pull my hand away from the pan and blow gently towards my finger that got burn. I turn my attention to the scorch pancake that i just made 2 minutes ago.

God- i'm such a bad cooker.

I lean my back towards the pantry as i cross my arms that tighten around my chest firmly. I look at our small apartment that filled with useless things. Its not my things, its Harry. He likes to buy some useless shit. Such as, eyeliner, mascara, blower, and a dozen perfume that i cant even count with both of my hand.

Its been two years since we ran away from our home. We settled ourself down in Canada and let me tell you something, Canada is the most amazing place i ever visited in my entire life.

The people in here are the nicest.

Me and Harry started to collect money for us to go to Uni, and we finally did it. Obviously, we work part time job. Me as an music creator and Harry as an assistant designer. Maybe thats why we can collect money as fast as that.

I, somehow get more closer to Harry each day. Its all thanks to this small apartment that makes us live together. Now i know that Harry hates Milk and he also cant help but to clean if the room is messy. Plus he love to snore a lot and its annoying as fuck.

I also know more about myself.

Like for example, now i know that i'm in love with the curly brown haired lad.

I keep that secret tight around my feelings. I don't want him to know. And no, its not because i'm scared but its because he already have a boyfriend.

And its all my fault.

Why?

Because of how idiot i was back then. Six months ago, i told him i like girls and i wont fall for any boy. I lied. I like boys and not just any boys but Harry Edward Styles, my best friend, the guy who i've fall in love with since we're just a kid.

I lied because, back then i cant even except my own feelings. I'm still on the denial term. But when i finally accept my feelings towards him, he finally found a boyfriend. And yes, i regret everything for not telling him the truth.

His boyfriend name is, Dave. Sometimes, people call him by his last name, Franco. (A/ N okay being honest here, i love Dave Franco. And i'm his girlfriend right now. *wink* okay Jk. I'm not his girlfriend, i'm his wife. Happy now?)

Harry met him two months ago in a cafe. He's a good lad. Truly, Dave is a sweet caring person, more than i thought actually. He cares about Harry a lot. And i think, Harry really do care about him too.

It really makes me jealous to be honest, but its my own fault. I'm the dickhead here. I cant do anything about it. Yes- i love him, a lot more than i originally planned but if Harry is happy with Dave then i'll support him no matter what.

I'm hurt. More than hurt actually. Everyday watching them kiss makes my heart shatter into a million pieces. And thats why i always turn my attention away from the couple if the do any romantic stuff.