Psychotic (Narry AU) [ o.h ]

Chapter 6

*Niall's POV*

*1 week later*

I'm sitting in French, listening to mrs Williamson babble on to a group on the other side of the classroom. She's not specifically talking to me, but rather she's asking the known gossips of the school - four girls - questions in order to get gossip to share later in the staffroom. I'd find it weird if I wasn't listening so intently to what the four girls where saying.

"I over heard Louis Tomlinson saying to Liam Payne that the new kid - you know Harry Styles, the one with Louis right now?" Mrs Williamson nods in confrimation, gesturing for the girl to continue. "Well Louis told Liam that Harry's been a bit upset with Niall Horan for unknown reasons, but Louis said that he speculates it's because of his crush on Niall".

I'm not overly surprised with the first part of the supposed gossip, of course Harry's upset, I had been bit of dick to him last week on his second day. I will be the first to admit to that, though I have no recollection as to why I'd been pissed off with the curly haired lad. However, it's the last thing that left the gossipers mouth that catches my attention, that causes my eyebrows to both shoot upwards and draw together at the same time.

What the hell? Is my first thought, then it's what the fuck? Harry has a crush on me? Is that why he's so nervous around me? Well nervous when we talk at least. And maybe that's why he's always watching me, and sending Mallory looks that could kill.

I guess it makes sense.... I should apologise to him actually.

But could it even be possible that he likes me?

Soon enough, the lunch bell rang and I was meeting up with the group at our usual table.

"Hey Nialler!", Mallory exclaimed, placing her sandwich next to me. I didn't want to sit next to her today though, I wanted to make sure Harry sat here so I could apologize. Sending Mallory a quick glance I asked if she could sit next to Sarah to keep this space free. Luckily, she just shrugged her shoulders and went off to Sarah to talk about some guy in her class.

Everyone piled around the table, and the last two to join us was Louis and Harry.

"Hey Harry, come sit here". The brunette boy froze and squinted his eyes at me, not knowing if he could trust me or not. Fair enough then. After a moment of contemplation he throws his legs over the bench and slides his slim hips down next to me.

Everyone around us chats happily about their morning classes and other things, but myself and Harry sit eating in silence. I'm about halfway through me second sandwich when I decide that I may as well apologize now otherwise I'll never get around to it.

"Hey" I say, leaning in a bit so he can hear me over the loud chatter around us. His head turn to the side ever so slightly to indicate to me that he's listening. "I wanted to say I'm sorry about last week, I don't know what came over me".

He turns to look at me, his green eyes catching my blue ones, "I'd only just arrived, I hadn't adjusted yet, well shit I still have adjusted even now!" His voice sounds rough, like he's trying not to cry, does he cry over everything?!

"I'm sorry, friends?" I hold out my hand for him to shake, silently hoping he'll say yes and we can get back on track. I smile wide when his large hand encompasses my own, the warmth of his spreading through my hand right up to my cheeks where I'm sure I'm blushing.

Hearing my name called, I realize I'm still holding Harry's hand, and I turn away embarrassed, looking for the person calling me. Mallory waves, telling me she's been trying to get my attention.

I smile, and lean forward a bit as her and Sarah tell me about what Justin did in their English lesson this morning.

As I laugh, I see Harry in my peripheral vision giving yet another glare at my friends, not wanting another argument I let it slide, figuring I can ask him about it later.