Complicated | n.s •on hold

{two}

The next day Harry woke up on the floor of his room. He got up from the ground and picked up the sheets and pillows that were on the floor. He tossed them on his bed and went over to his closet to put on a Rolling Stones t-shirt and black, insanely tight, skinnies. He went over to the bathroom that he and Niall shared, knowing that Niall was asleep still. He brushed his teeth, put on cologne, and fixed his hair. Once he got out of the bathroom he saw a curled-up Niall on the couch hugging his Ireland-flag-printed pillow. Harry chuckled at the sight and walked over to Niall to shake him lightly.

Niall stirred from his sleep and yawned, "Mornin." He said opening one eye.

"Want me to get breakfast ready, you like you need it?" Niall nodded as he stuffed his face back into the couch seats.

Harry walked over to the kitchen and got a pan and the ingredients to make an omelet. Meanwhile, he could hear Niall turn on the TV and watch a re-run football match. Harry chuckled as he knew that Niall lived for football. Whenever he'd watch a match he always go crazy and turn into a potty mouth, weird lad he is.

Once breakfast was finished Harry got two plates out and put a piece for Niall and him. Right we walked out of the kitchen he found a sleepy-shirtless-Niall. Harry couldn't help himself, but gaze and the boy's body. He's fit. He quickly shook his head and cursed at himself for these thoughts. Why the hell was he thinking of stuff like this? He's been mates with Niall since forever. They're both straight anyway. Gross. Harry thought.

Niall saw Harry come in with the two plates and smiled widely. He waltzed to the dining table and sat down. He looked his lips once he saw the steam from the eggs, all Harry could do was smirk.

"Thanks mate! Been starving!" The blonde boy already had his mouth full when he started to speak. Harry just rolled his eyes and took a bite out of his own breakfast. He was taken by surprise when Niall hugged him. He could feel the hairs on his arms rise and goose bumps form.

"I can't believe we've got 1,000,000 views and more. It's amazing! I'm so glad we're mates." Niall beamed.

Harry just sat there still shocked from his reactions of the "Horan Hug" as Niall liked to call it.

"Off to class! Thanks for breakfast!" Niall was already shouting down the hallway outside their flat.

Wow okay, that was weird.

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As Harry walked to his classes he kept wondering about his 'incident' this morning. He felt so different when Niall hugged him, like a tingly feeling. He didn't know or understand why. Strange. As the thoughts were becoming too frustrating he re's realized that he's at the 'Laws' building. When he walks up to the doors he notices a small crowd of people gathering around a certain familiar laugh.

"Okay, okay, guys seriously, I must go to classes soon." Niall smiled at a young beautiful girl who was also known as Barbara Palvin.

A pang of jealousy in Harry's chest made him wince. He knows Barbara as a beautiful girl who's an amateur model. She's studying medicine and has almost all classes with Niall. Harry has known for the past month that Niall has a huge crush on Barbara, he can't help but feel annoyed because of their popularity.

Niall walks over to Harry," Mate! Ever since I've been around campus everyone has been coming up to me! We're like famous!"

Harry cringed.

Famous. That word. He hates it, it literally puts a label on a person. He never wanted or intended to become famous. He knew he couldn't bring Niall's mood down. He needed to be there for him and support him.

Harry only nodded in response with a smile.

Niall, being oblivious to Harry's concentrated face blushed as Barbara made googly eyes at him. He looks at Harry and nudges his shoulder. Harry is back to life and quickly smiles at Niall.

"I'm about to go to class soon yeah? Thanks for everything." Niall says with a smile.

Before Niall left, Barbara came to join Niall and Harry. The annoyed curly lad held in his groan as she made her way over to Niall. Niall only blushed even more as she came.

"Hi Niall. Would you like to walk to class together?" She giggled as she batted her eyes.

Wow, way to flirt. Harry thought.

Niall looked at Harry, he only got a nod in response. Niall simply smiled at Barbara and took her arm into his. She only giggle more and they were off to class.

Harry wanted to puke. She doesn't deserve him I do-

Wait what.

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Hiya! I really like this chapter so much. I hope there are more readers for this! Anyhoran, I've got a lot going on lately! Only 2 more weeks of school! Yas. I can't believe Fanboy and Playboy was taken off wattpad. :( I loved those books. So I'm creating a plot for this and I really hope it works the way I want it to be! I dedicate this to narryscloset because her fics are amazing!Lots of love my bananas!

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