Secrets (Narry)

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

            [Niall’s POV]

            I never noticed how adorable Harry is. I mean, here and there we may act flirty. But, ever since that day in the closet, we’ve changed. And I like it. I never liked a guy like this ever. So, I’m still learning. Though, I’d imagine it was just like having a crush on a girl, only the same gender. Nevertheless, he is still my best mate. He always will be. No matter what happens in the future, I will never forget the rush of fire every time we touch. It’s a feeling that I’ve never experienced, and yet, I love it. It’s like a burning feeling and it lights up my insides. I don’t know, maybe it’s just me.

            I wish that Harry felt the same. I think he does. I hope so. I think I would die if he didn’t like me the way I like him. I just want to be able to kiss him whenever I want. Is that too much to ask?!

            That got me thinking. Harry and I were SO close to kissing last night, but he turned away. And I can understand why. He’s uncomfortable with the whole thing. I get it. I really do. I just want him to be a comfortable lover as he is a comfortable friend. I get nerves and anxiety around him, too, and though I may not seem shy, I am. He brings out my giddy side. I never act “giddy”. Only when Harold is near.

            Come to think of it, Louis seems to know that we like each other. That night Harry came to speak to me, I noticed that he and Lou had a long conversation. They must have been talking about what happened in the closet. I’m not saying that I’m against the band finding out that we like each other, I just want to wait and see if things are real before I actually admit “Yeah, I’m gay for Harry Styles only.”

            I never expected me to turn out gay. I don’t want to be. But I want to be with Harry…if that makes sense. I don’t know anymore, ugh! He makes me insane.

            I stuffed my phone in my pocket and focused on the world outside of the car window. As we’re whizzing by everything, I feel a tap on my shoulder. I take out my headphone and turn around to see Zayn looking at me. I raised my eyebrows, expressing “what’s up?”

            He gestured in between me and Harry, whom was sitting in the passenger seat next to Louis. He mouthed the words “What’s going on?” And I looked at him briefly. He was on his phone, scrolling twitter. I turned to Zayn and shrugged. He frowned a sad, baby face. Aw, he must want to know. I sighed and told him that we’ll talk later. He smiled and went back to what he was doing, which was nothing.

            I put my headphone back in my ear, jamming out the ‘Summer of 69’ by Bryan Adams. I sure loved performing this song on the X Factor 3 years ago. Oh, how I miss those old days or, as our fans call them, “the fetus days” or “the fetus era”. I can’t remember which one it was.

            I was in the middle of the guitar solo of the song when someone tapped my shoulder again. I groaned and angrily ripped the headphone out to see Harry leaned over the passenger seat, tapping me to get out of the car. We had arrived at the studio.

            I nodded, took my headphones out, and stuffed them in my pocket. Hopefully they don’t have sex while they’re in there. I hate untangling my headphones! Once out of the car, Louis closed up the car and we all walked into the building form behind. It was a grand studio. We had a photo-shoot today. It should be interesting.