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Rest Of Our Life (Narry)

Niall's POV

It's like any normal day; I'm still trying to figure out how to ask Harry out on a date, or more like convince him to go out with me. It's a tad bit more complicated than it seems. After Louis married Liam, Harry was so heart broken. He always thought that he had a shot with our other blue eyed best friend. Everyone knew that Harry liked, or still does like Louis. I wouldn't be surprised if Louis himself knew that. I've fancied Harry ever since I laid my eyes on him, it's that cliché.

So it was like a golden opportunity to me when I found out that Louis and Liam were in fact getting married, they were that serious. Of course Harry came to me for comfort since I was his only resort. Zayn was busy with his fiancé, Perrie, and he wouldn't really appreciate a moping Harry on his ass most of the time. I didn't mind being a rebound to Harry, I was that desperate. But I always looked at the brighter side of the situation. What if I managed to make Harry actually fall for me? It was slightly possible wasn't it?

There was just one more thing that made this ordeal even worse. Harry and I weren't exactly from the same social classes. His parents didn't mind me that much when I was only a friend, so I'm not sure about them excepting me as something else, something more than that.

Harry was supposed to come over today at five, and to put it simply, I looked like shit. My idea of Harry miraculously falling in love with me was so far an epic fail because I can't even make myself look presentable before he came. I sighed, getting off my awfully comfortable couch and walked to the bathroom. I messed up my hair even more if that was possible and realized that it was a hopeless case really.

Harry was knocking on the door just as I was flattening my shirt on my torso. C'mon Niall man up, you can do this. With this poor excuse of a prep talk, I swung the door open to come face to face with none other than that face that was chiseled to perfection.

"Hi Harry." I managed to force out without stuttering, which proved an achievement to me.

"Hey Niall, how are you?" We stood there awkwardly, basically me gawking subtly at Harry while he looked at me expectantly.

"Are we going to stay out here the entire day?" Harry chuckled.

"Umm no, no come on in." I snapped out of my gaze and scolded myself for acting like a total idiot out there.

"So, what are we doing today?" Harry looked so perfect in that spot that I just felt like pouncing on him and kissing the living day lights out of him, but really, when did he ever look less than perfect.

"I was thinking maybe dinner and a movie?" I hoped he would get the hint already.

"That sounds so much like a date. Are you trying to ask me out Niall Horan?" Harry asked, seemingly amused.

"I well, maybe?" My throat was dry, my nerves were going in an overdrive, and I simply felt like throwing up.

"Why so nervous?" He asked as he ran a finger across my cheek.

"I-I'm not." I inwardly groaned because that totally showed that I wasn't nervous.

"Are you sure?" He challenged, his finger now on my lips.

"Yes." I said somewhat confidently this time.

"What was that?"

"Yes I'm sure." I finalized.

"Okay then, let's go. Dinner outside or did you prepare anything?"

"I think we all know that I'm not the type of person who should be in the kitchen alone." I laughed slightly.