One Year (Narry AU) - Completed

Chapter 7

NIALL'S POV

I woke up the next morning feeling sick, my head was pounding like crazy and I instantly knew that I had a massive hangover. Ugh, why did I have to drink that much last night? I thought, keeping my eyes shot. Suddenly, I remembered everything. Me kissing Harry's cheek, his hand on my crotch, us kissing in the alley next to the pub. And then, me running away.

Remembering it all made me blush like mad. I couldn't believe I had done all those things, I had never been that brave before and making an actual move on someone. Even though I had chickened out last night, I couldn't help but to feel proud. I thought Harry was way out of my league and yet, he had kissed me. 

I had believed Harry was straight. Well, he obviously couldn't be that straight since he had kissed me and not the other way around. I started rethinking the kiss and the more time I spent thinking about it, the more I was convinced that I should feel proud and not to worry about it too much.

Even though I knew I shouldn't worry, I did. A part of me hoped I had been dreaming last night's events and it wasn't real at all. That part of me was scared, afraid of getting hurt like I had in the past. I only had one previous experience about relationships and that experience wasn't great, not at all. I had developed a huge crush on a guy I thought was gay, I had lost my virginity to him during a party, only to find out in the morning that he had used me as an experience. 

Maybe that's why you're so scared, I wondered to myself and realised I was right. I was scared because of my past, because Harry reminded me of that one guy I had ever really liked. What if Harry's only playing me? I thought and started to breath heavier. I still remembered how broken I had been in the past, and I never wanted to go through with something like that again. What if Harry is just playing a game? I questioned myself again.

Well Niall, you'll never know because you don't have the balls to talk to Harry about it.

"Niall, breakfast!" My mom knew the magic words to get me up, even if I suffered from a massive hangover.

I walked downstairs, eager to see what my mom had made for me.

"Pancakes, my favorite!" I got excited and my mom laughed a little, causing me to chuckle.

"So, were you out last night?" My mom asked when I had started eaten the delicious pancakes.

"Yeah, I went to the local pub with some lads from school." I decided it was best to be honest, obviously I was 18 and able to make my own decisions but I was still living under my mother's roof and therefor I couldn't act however I wanted to.

"That's nice honey, you should invite the boys over sometime," mom smiled at me and I quickly nodded, thinking that I would never do something so stupid like that. Sure I could ask Liam to come over, but not the other lads. Harry, especially.

"Honey I think you're phone is ringing," my mom interrupted my thoughts, which I was actually glad about. I had just started thinking about Harry and I didn't want to think about him right now.

Once I got into my room I saw that Liam had called me and sent me one message.

What happened last night? First you go outside with Harry, then he comes back in and tells us you just went home. Harry was acting really odd, by the way. Care to explain? - Liam.

I wasn't feeling so well... Sorry. Did you have fun? - Niall

What happened with Harry? And yeah, I had a great time, especially when Louis dragged me to the restroom ;) - Liam