Dont Forget Where You Belong *Narry AU*

Irresistible *Chapter 3*

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When the last bell of the day rang I rushed outside to my Black Range Rover.  I got my license over the summer and my mom somehow managed to buy it for me. I’m eternally grateful that I no longer have to ride that disgusting buss or deal with the obnoxious populace of my school any longer than mandated.

I shrugged into my front seat and just sat breathed for a minute. Today had been arduous, Harry was in my 6th period and my 4th and I guess him and Lou are just besties now which means I might need to not each lunch at the bench and GAH. The amount of stress this boy has put on me from the moment I met him is ridiculous. Quite honestly I don’t want anything to do with him. ALL I WANT IS A STRESS FREE YEAR!! Is that really too much to ask?

I closed my eyes a minute before starting the car and heading off to work. I’d get there a bit early at this rate but as my mom always taught me it’s better to be early than late.  The tone she used when nagging me played through my head. Shaking my head to clear it, I switched on the radio and the newest Harry Styles song came on, I tapped my fingers to the beat and sang along as I drove.

I’m not going to lie, my favorite singer is Harry Styles and I may or may not have watched his newest video at least 25 times in a row. However, as of right now he’s gone AWOL. There’s a bunch of rumors about rehab or that his managers got sick of his attitude and are punishing him. I don’t really believe any of them though.  I think he’s probably just taking a break. I mean I’m sure it gets tiring being so fabulous.

My mind drifted to Harry Hills and his striking similarity to Harry Styles, I mean he even has the same name. But Harry Styles couldn’t be half of the asshole that Mr. Hills is.

I pulled into the Longs shopping center parking lot and got out of my car. There was a beautiful black Audi Coupe parked a couple spaces down from me and I couldn’t help but to take a moment to admire it.  As I walked towards the entrance I glanced back at it. I wonder who could own such a car, I’ve certainly never met them. I love my car but damn would I love to drive that. As I walked through the long isles of the store towards the back, my mind stayed keenly focused on the fact that Harry Styles in fact drove an Audi… and what I would like to do to him in said Audi. The embarrassing thoughts were swept from my mind as I walked into the break room to see my boss talking to none other than Harry Hills.

This has to be a nightmare. Where are the cameras? God? Do you hate me?

As my mental crisis continued my boss must’ve asked me something because when I snapped out of it I was getting quite the strange look from both of them.

“Niall?” Stan addressed me “Are you alright son?”  I nodded my head and with the confirmation he continued. “Niall this is Harry, he’s starting here today and I’d like you to handle his training.”

Yup. My life is horrible and God hates me.

I nodded my head stiffly before explaining the time cards and having us both clock on then leading Harry out of the break room to start filling the endless isles with merchandise.  The air between us was thick with tension and Harry decided to attempt and break it.

“Hey, Niall I’m Sor—“he started but I cut him off.

“Work is work, personal is personal, don’t confuse the two.” I stated brashly. That wasn’t really a philosophy I lived by but if it made me have to talk to him less then so be it.

For the rest of the night the tension built, but Harry only spoke to me to ask questions like “where do the peas go” and “how do I get the cash register to open.” Even so, by the end of the night I was pretty emotionally drained and all I wanted to do was get home and go to sleep.  We clocked off for the night and I told him a quick “Good Job,” before hustling out the door and to my car.

I watched with severe annoyance as Harry climbed into the beautiful Audi and started it up. He looked over, saw me staring, and smirked at me before backing up and driving away.

Damn him and his stupidly beautiful car.

       I spent the next day trying my hardest to ignore any avoid Harry as much as possible, and despite our annoyingly similar class schedule I was doing just fine. I even sat at my tree at lunch; I told Liam and Louis that I had to do some homework at the library. Which they didn’t really buy since it’s the second day of school and since when do I do homework, but they didn’t openly question me and I got away unscathed.

I didn’t particularly want to spend another year moping and avoiding my friends but hey, I’ll do what I have to.

At least that was my logic the first week. As the weekend rolled around I got to thinking that it wasn’t very fair that I had to leave when he was the asshole and intruder. So, I decided that I was going to go back to the bench and hang out with MY FRIENDS as soon as I got to school on Monday.  Luckily after those first couple of nights of training I didn’t have to deal with him at work. I figured if I could deal for just a little bit at school then all would be well and maybe I could even convince Liam that Harrys is a dick and hell kick him off the bench.

By God I sound like some sort of soap opera.