Niall waited at the cafe. he was wearing a plain white shirt and jeans, with his favourite sneakers. he was meeting Harry for lunch and he was nervous.
well, nervous was an understatement. he was very tense, he was scared he was going to screw up. Niall just hoped he would not do that.
he could see the paparazzi outside the cafe. it was quite annoying, even though he knew they were just trying to make a living. but they didn't have to go about being rude.
Niall scrolled through his Twitter feed. people were freaking out about a tweet Louis had posted.
Louis_Tomlinson: Always in my heart Harry_Styles . Yours sincerely, Louis
Niall cringed. it annoyed him a little that Louis was so lucky that he could shower Harry with love and affection, but if Niall did that then Louis would probably knock his lights out.
Niall sipped on his coffee and stared out of the window, waiting and waiting for Harry. time went by pretty slow, but Niall didn't give up. he chose to believe Harry was just late.
niall : where r u
niall : I'm at the cafe but I'll wait
niall : I'm on my 2nd cup of coffee dude
niall : 30 min Harry
niall : just saw some fans ! they were asking abt u
niall : hurry up!
niall : 1 whole fuckin hour.
niall : I'm leaving
still no response.
Niall had spent a very long time waiting for Harry, but Harry didn't show. he was definitely very pissed off.
Niall tipped the waiter, then left the cafe, being followed by the paparazzi, whom he ignored. he felt like he had been a fool to believe he could be friends with Harry. Harry was probably having a good time with Louis and completely forgotten about Niall, while Niall felt pathetic and alone, unable to love the man he'd always loved.
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texts | narry
Fanfictionunknown: hey bby wassup (;; harry: whet unknown: isn't this vanessa? harry: no it's the frog prince
