Complicated | n.s •on hold

{one}

Harry sighed as he unlocked the door to his flat. He just got done with classes for the day and found out he was failing in business, he wasn't in the best mood. When he opened the door there was complete silence except for the creaking footsteps of the neighbors who lived upstairs. Before moving again he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He walked over to his box-sized room with cream white walls filled with posters of bands such as Nirvana, Artic Monkeys, etc. He removed his backpack and set it to the mattress on the floor, also known as his bed that was covered with a thin white sheet, pillows, and a messy duvet. He trotted over to his small desk and opened up his laptop. He logged in and went on his Youtube account. Before looking at the screen again he took his unusual large hand and dragged it on his face.

He looked at the computer and his eyes widened. "Woah."

Seconds later he heard the door opening and a big bang. He quickly closed his laptop and slowly opened the door from his room to the living room. He found a tired looking Niall sitting on the couch with elbows on his knees, and his face burried into his hands.

Niall looked up and gave a small smile, "Oh, mate didn't know you were home already."

Harry knew something was different with Niall for the past couple of weeks. He had bags under his eyes and always came home looking dreadful. There was a drastic change from the Niall Harry knew a month ago. This Niall wasn't cheerful, he wasn't rude or emotional, he just wasn't Niall. Harry felt bad as he walked over to the couch and sat next to the tired Irish lad. He draped an arm around him and almost immediately Niall relaxed under his touch.

"Yeah, got home early. Found out I've been failing business and I just needed time to think. Anyways enough about me, why do you look like you haven't had a goodnights sleep in days?" Harry asked frowning.

Niall just shrugged. He stood up from their position and went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea. Harry sighed and thought for a minute, What's wrong with him?Following Niall's footsteps Harry walked into the kitchen only to find the blonde boy crying. He rushed over to him and pulled him into a large, but warm embrace. Knowing that Niall was stressed out Harry didn't ask any questions and just started to rub circles with his thumbs on Niall's back.

"I-It's just that I'm trying my b-best. I k-know I'm late on the bills a-and working over time and studying is just s-so tiring and I don't k-know what to do. I feel like I'm just s-so useless. I-"

Harry cut him off there when came to the realization of what Niall was going on about. Niall's parents were quite strict especially when it came to school. Niall only wanted to please them by studying hard. Harry and Niall have been friends since they were in primary school and they somehow have been friends since now. They know everything about each other and never fail to make the other happy. Niall and Harry decided why not just buy a flat together instead of paying for dorms, which were way too expensive for both of them, and have roommate they most likely will dislike. They bought a flat together both splitting the mortgage. Harry came from a more wealthy family, he wasn't rich, but had more money than an average family. Niall on the other hand wasn't as lucky as Harry. He's been working double- or even triple shifts at the local bar to help bay the bills. Harry knew Niall was having a struggle with money so he covered Niall without a hesitation, but of course Niall always protested.

"Niall," Harry started off, "I need to show you something."

Harry stood up and took a hand out to a confused Niall. Niall just nodded as he got up to follow Harry into his room. Harry opened up his laptop and clicked on a video, on youtube of course, with the thumbnail of Harry standing singing into a microphone and Niall playing his guitar. One the page loaded Niall froze and moved his head closer to the right lower-hand corner under the video to look at the number of views. There he saw the most stunning numbers he's ever seen, 1,000,000.  He turned around to Harry and stood up. Noticing Niall's actions Harry was beginning to become nervous about Niall's reactions, his thoughts were interrupted as Niall hugged him.

"We did it." Niall whispered.

Harry smiled and wrapped his arms around Niall's waist.

"Yeah, we did it."

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So this is my new story, I'm putting Over Again on hold. Enjoy!

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