Adoption of Love (NARRY)

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AN: HEY! OMFG THANKS SOOO MUCH FOR ALL THE READS! REACHED 1K!! So I decided to update before I leave, because I felt bad.... ENJOY

Niall Pov

"C...can I tell you something?" I stutter. He nods. "Anything Niall, what is it?" Harry replies. Here goes everything... goodbye Anne, goodbye nice Harry and hello bullies and self pity. I breath out and stare into Harry's eyes.

      "I am Gay Harry," I begin and am surprised at the next words that come flying outta my mouth. "andIsortahaveacrushonyou..."  I close my eyes as the silence engulfs us. Suddenly I feel a hand back on my face and pull me forward. I open my eyes as Harry kisses my forehead, letting his lips linger on my skin. This little touch sends a wave of electricity throughout  my whole body. The feeling is way better than when Liam kissed me....MUCH better. But what does it mean?

     Harry opens his mouth to speak....

     "Ni, wake up" Harry screams. I open my eyes and see a worried Harry basically straddling me. He continues to shake my shoulders and I grunt out.

    "Haz?" I mumble still half asleep. "Wud ya doin'?" Harry slides off me and sits down, his upper body against the bed's headboard. "I was coming over to see if you were awake and I heard you crying." He starts. "After calling your name a few times and getting no reply I burst in here, thinking something had gone wrong."  He lays his crown of curls on my shoulder and continues to talk.

       "You were mumbling something and it took me awhile to realize you were having a bad dream. So, I tried to wake you up, but to no avail." Harry says. " I, right then and there, made it my mission to wake you up, and jumped on you!" He chuckles and I giggle with him.

  "So, what was your dream?" He asks. I flush and my hands become clammy. Should I tell him?  No. Yes. Maybe? That dream meant something. Whether it was a warning or motivator? I have no idea, but I need to find out. Harry turns his head towards me, still leaning it on my bare shoulder. I look down to him and bite my lip. What do I say?!

   "It's okay Ni, you don't HAVE to tell me" Harry says. "O...okay" I stutter. "Thanks" 

"No problem" Harry's head leaves my bare shoulder and I feel disappointed and sad. How can a simple touch affect me like this? Do I really love Harry? Haven't I established that? Yes. Yes, I have. I just want to be able to scream it out loud. I LOVE HARRY STYLES! Yeah... that would be great.  I snap out of my thoughts as Harry ruffles my hair and gets off the bed, the frame creaking as his butt leaves. He stretches out and rubs his eyes. Must've woken up not too long ago.

     I blush again as he bends down to continue his stretches. I can't but help to admire his body. His broad shoulders, slim waist and long legs; all seem like the attributes of a God. Well, Harry's basically a God, so that makes sense. Imagine, Niall, waking up to that God laying in the same bed as you, holding you to his bare chest protectively, keeping you warm with soft kisses on your skin.....

  My thoughts are cut off when a blue t-shirt is flung in my face. I take it of my head and look to Harry, who is grinning.

    "Why don't you get dressed, then you can finish checking me out, Kay?" He says with a wink and heads out of my room. My eyes widen and I hide my face in the closest pillow on my bed. It smells like Harry.

    "Ahhh" I groan. This was THE pillow he must've been laying on. Why am I feeling this way?! Why can't I have fallen for...for....LIAM! yeah, why couldn't I have these feelings for my newest friend instead of my brother? And I can't believe he caught me staring! How stupid can I get?

Wait a second. Harry DID notice I was staring, but he flirted back just now, didn't he? Does he know he did that, did he mean to? Maybe I'm overanalyzing this? I could've sworn he was flirting back. This is just great. No. I mean it, it's not like I am already confused as fuck and now Harry has to go make me even more frustrated, confuse and a little happy.

I am happy, because there's a small chance that he knew what he was doing and that he feels the same way. Then there's the frustrated and confused part, because he could've not meant it and probably doesn't think of me, his adopted brother, in THAT way.

I hear heavy footsteps and Harry reappears at my door holding a bowl of cereal. He raises his eyebrows gives me another smirk.

   "Do you need my help to get dressed?" He asks. I bite my lip and swallow the urge to nod yes. "N...no I can do it myself." I say and he chuckles. "Then why haven't you even gotten out of bed?" I look down in embarrassment.

   "Here, lemme." He puts his bowl down on my dresser and comes over to me. Harry picks me up bridal style and I squeal.

"Relax Ni, I won't drop you." He says. "At least not yet" I cling to his shirt as if it will save my life. He carries me to the bathroom and drops me on the rug.

   "Ow!" I yelp and he laughs. Oh that beautiful laugh. "Sorry!"

Harry rushes out of the bathroom and comes back within seconds holding a few articles of clothing. "Get dressed and we'll go out like I promised" He smiles one more time before closing the door leaving me to my own demise.

Oh what that boy does to me.

Next chapter will be Harry's pov ... so this is like a two parter I guess. I have the next one planned out and I am pretty satisfied with it. Again I'd like to thank everyone who's reading this.  Oh! You guys know how people say what song goes with the chapter? Well I want you to choose. Let me now your music choice for any of the chapters!

*FYI I will be in the mountains with my school this weekend*