Catch me When I Fall || Narry Storan

Niall's P.O.V

Throughout the night, I could hear Harry tossing and turning and I couldn't sleep so I just pretended I was because I felt his eyes on me. A few minutes after that I saw him get up and walk over to the smooth oak desk in the corner of the room and write something down. I was starting to get curious because 10 minutes later he was still writing. I almost fell asleep by the time he finished. About to pass out, I set an alarm for 8:00 a.m. to see what he could be writing at 1:00 in the morning.

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I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm wondering why the hell it was set so early when I remembered that Harry was writing something and I was wondering about it. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush my hair and my teeth, which are looking a lot straighter since I got my braces off. I went back to the desk half asleep and saw Harry fell asleep on it.

N. "Harry? Why aren't you in bed?!" I saw him start to stir and eventually woke.

H. "Wha-, oh hi Niall."

N. "C'mon, go to bed."

H. "Alright" he started to pick up his papers when I stopped him.

N. "I'll clean up just go to bed"

H. "Its personal stuff though Ni" He muttered but when he said Ni it made my heart flutter.

N. "Then I will be extra careful Haz now go to bed."

I saw his eyes flicker a little with what looked like hope but I could've just been seeing things. He  got up and stretched when his shirt lifted up revealing his six pack.

'sweet Jesus'

H. "What was that?"

N. "What do you mean?"

H. "You said 'sweet jesus' so..."

N. "Uh... Um... I just- I was thinking of a... what we will have for breakfast... yeah"

H. "Oh okay wake me up when we go"  he shrugged off my stuttering and went back to bed.

'thank god he didn't see me...'

H. "See you what?" he muttered

N. "See me uh... um... pick your birthday present?" I spoke even though it came out as more of a question. I scratched as he he nodded, glad that he didn't pick up on my nervous habit.

H. "Oh g' night."

This time I made sure he was asleep beforer I thought, or said, anything. I waited until I heard a snore and saw him sleeping. He looked so peaceful that I wanted to take a picture but remembered that sometimes Liam and Louis raid my phone because they think I secretly text him since he always deletes his conversations... not that I would know.

I went to the desk and started to pick everything up when I remembered the poems. I saw them and grabbed them and laid down on my bed and began to read them.

~10 Minutes Later~

Oh my gosh... I had no idea he felt that way. I looked at the clock and saw  that we should start heading out... which means he will be awake... yay! not. I laid them back down on top of his suitcase and walked back towards him.

N. "Harry, Harry, Haz, Hazza, Hazzyboo, wake up... WAKE UP!"

H. "Huh, oh okay I'm up."

He got out of bed and put on some pants on since he sleeps naked but decided to wear boxers because of me... not that I would've minded. I hadn't noticed I was watching him until I saw a hand waving in my face.

N. "Huh, oh uh, are you uh, are you ready?" I said scratching my neck once again.

H. "Yeah, but why do you seem so nervous?"

N. "No uh no reason... uhh don't we have that date for you tonight?"

H. "Yeah uhmm... I'm thinking of missing it."

N. "Why?" I knew why but I wanted to hear it come from his mouth.

H. "I'm just really tired today."

N. "Oh" Why won't he say he likes someone?! Is it because that someone is me?

N. "Hey Harry? What were you writing last night?"