The Duo (Narry and Lilo)

Can We?

Niall's sea blue eyes quietly opened, Harry's aesthetically emo Tumblr room bathed in morning sunlight. Pulling the black sheets off of his bed(yeah. his own bed. they were that close.), Niall planted his feet on the carpeting, almost hitting his bare foot against the bed leg. 

A little disoriented, Niall stood up and stretched, his porn star moans making an early appearance this morning.

"Haz, baby. Wakey wakey or I'll be complaining." Niall cheerfully sang, walking over to Harry's  bed, equally as messy as his chocolate curls which for some reason actually looked like Hershey's. 

Harry grumbled a reply in a sleepy, low  toned voice "We fell asleep at 4 am, Ni. You can't expect me t-" His words were drowned out by his own snores.

Niall sighed then smiled standing over Harry's bed, thinking of a way to tease his friend. "You know, Nancy, I work overtime at the office and for you to just sleep in like thi-" 

Harry groaned, recognizing the married couple bit they did to wake each other up.

"Richard, I can't tell you anything more than what I already have. I am a WORKING WOMAN" His eyes still slammed shut. 

"There's my Nancy. Now, are you going to wake up so we can get some damn breakfast or are you gonna sleep in all day like a PANSY"

Harry's emerald eyes sprung open, directly staring at Niall's sapphires. 

"Who. In this room. Are you calling a pansy." 

"That'd be you, Styles."

"You haven't called me that since 7th grade."

"I feel reminiscent, Hazza."

"Back to Hazza." Harry smiled, pulling on a Led Zeppelin tee he got when he went to the mall last week.

"I like that one better." Niall blushed.

It really hadn't set in. They had just beaten their long time competition and neither of them had really realized it yet. Well, Denny's was different. It was Denny's and whenever you go to Denny's, all hell lets loose. Just look at the Denny's Tumblr. Doesn't even look like a word anymore, does it?

Granted, they were humble and they could never really revel in a win so hugely, regardless of who it was w-

"Ni. Niall. NiaLLER OH MY GOD OHMYGOD OHMYG-"

"WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING, LAD WHAT THE HELL IS IT"

"NIALL WE WON"

"WHAT DO YOU M- OH MY GOD"

"YEAH!!" Harry's voice got so high he had flashbacks of middle school choir class."

"ALEX AND SIERRA"

"ALEX AND SIERRA"'

"OHMYGOD"

"O H M Y G O D"

***

"Mom, it was insane." Harry excitedly rambled, Anne's face smiling as her son stuffed his face with bacon and eggs.

"Niall had this sick improvisation and had bras thrown at him I think there was a G string in there somew-"

"HARRY!" Niall blushed, his face redder than the ketchup on his eggs, which Harry always teased him for.

"Oh shut up and ketchup with the story."

"Did you just-"

"Yep"

"So what happens now?" Anne chimed in, flipping Niall's pancakes. 

"Well, not really sure, Ms. Styl-"

"Honestly, Nialler, call me Mom. I'm basically that anyway. Or Anne. Don't be so formal."

"I'll go with Mother." Niall chuckled, his thick Irish accent echoing in his words. 

"Alright then." Anne laughed. "So, then? What's next?"

"There's another battle next Saturday. We've already got some songs-" Harry spoke, stuffing another strip of bacon in his mouth.

"Another battle? Guys, honestly, you're at the top of that leaderboard. Isn't there something else you can do to further yourselves? You're both very talented. You've dominated it here. Why not try somewhere else?" Anne remarked, casually slipping the fresh pancakes onto Niall's plate.

Harry and Niall looked at each other, stunned. Anne had never really burst like that.

"Well, I-I mean, I'd have to look into different opportunities." Niall stuttered, cutting his pancakes in fours. He liked it that way because they looked like syrupy pizza slices. Niall was the one who got them in at Steven's anyways. They needed a place to perform and Niall worked to find it. Harry worked on the music more, but no less than Niall. Harry just focused more on it and Niall got them places to perform it.

"Then do it! Get farther than Steven's!" Anne exclaimed, throwing the pans she used in the sink. "I'll be in my room if you need it."

"Bye, Mother!" Niall screamed after her.

Anne's sweet laugh filled the hall.

***

"Hey, Birdy killed it, too." Harry mentioned, sipping his Evian while editing his Tumblr.

"Ooh, but I liked her competition. Vance Joy was really pretty." Niall replied, changing his shirt to one of Harry's sweaters.

"Someone's got a crush?"

"Not on him."

"What?"

"What" Niall blushed.

"What did you s-"

"So do you think your mom was right?" Niall's voice trembled nervously as he stuffed his shirt in his backpack.

Harry smiled, letting the subject go. "About?"

"Finding other opportunities." Niall pulled his laptop out of his bag, setting up his already made bed for browsing. Anne was such a sweetheart.

"Well yeah, but Steven's is our home." 

"But what if we could honor Steven's? Make them proud." Niall opened some saved pages, waiting for Harry.

"By doing what?"

Niall turned to him, a thoughtful look on his face. "Getting out of here. Getting their name on the map, and ours. We could really make a difference. We've always wanted to raise funds for abused LGBT kids. We could be a wave of love in this world, Hazza."

"I want that."

"I know what you want."

Harry stopped, thinking. Would it be okay? We could help the world. But can we leave Steven's? "So how do we do it?"

"With this." Niall turned his laptop to Harry.

"Oh my God. Are you serious?"