Promposal || Narry [Under Construction]

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"I don't get it," Harry sighs, dropping his lunch tray down on the table with a loud bang.

"Don't look at me, Liam's the smart one," Louis says, poking a tater-tot with his fork. He smashes it up before popping it into his mouth, earning a strange look from Zayn and Eleanor. "What?"

"No, not school stuff, cute guy stuff," Harry replies, sitting down next to Eleanor and digging into his salad.

"I'm cute so you should ask me," Louis says. Liam comes rushing up to their table with his lunch tray sitting atop a couple of heavy text books. He pecks Louis lightly on the cheek before sitting down next to him.

"What'd I miss?" he asks.

"Harry is having cute guy trouble," Zayn inputs before returning to his lunch.

"Well you should ask Louis about that, he's the cutest guy I know," Liam says fondly, tilting his head to the side as he stares at Louis. The shorter brunette blushes sweetly and turns his head away. Compliments from Liam always got him bashful.

"Aw, you two are too cute!" Eleanor coos.

"We know," Louis chimes before setting his focus back on Harry. "Now, Har-Bear, do your cute guy troubles happen to be about a certain Irish blond?"

"...Yes," Harry mutters defeatly. "Him and that Josh boy seem to be getting awfully close and I think Josh fancies him. What if he wins him over before I can?"

"Niall's oblivious to the world around him so even if Josh is coming onto him, he wouldn't realize until somebody told him," Liam says. Harry stays silent for a moment, tapping his spoon against his tray as he thinks.

"Maybe you're wrong," Harry says, a smile creeping up onto his face. "Maybe Niall is well aware of the fact Josh is coming onto him and he just doesn't like him."

Liam rolls his eyes and Zayn chuckles a bit.

"Harry, I doubt Niall-"

"Oi, so your talking about me behind my back now?" Niall playfully scolds, swatting Liam's arm before sitting down next to Zayn. "Now what's this all about?"

"Harry fancies-" Zayn begins, but it quickly shushed by Harry covering his mouth with one hand. The curly headed boy sends his friend a warning glare before focusing back on Niall.

"Oh, Harry, you fancy some bird?" Niall says, smiling. It doesn't quite reach his eyes but the only one who picks up on it is Zayn.

"No," Harry sighs before stuffing a spoonful of salad into his mouth. Zayn is too straightforward for his own good sometimes.

"We all know Harry is as gay as they get," Eleanor pipes in, earning a whack in the should by her cousin Louis. "Ow! My own flesh n' blood is turnin' on me now! What'd I do wrong?!"

Louis just shakes his head before returning to his tray of tater-tots.

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"I know!" Louis squeals as he drops his backpack in the chair next to him. Harry, Zayn, and him all have a free period in the library. "I know exactly how you can win Niall over!"

Harry raises a brow at his best friend. "Oh really? How?"

Louis rubs his hands together as the corners of his mouth twitch up into a smirk.

"That doesn't matter, but make sure you have a plain white shirt by 7 o'clock tonight. I'll be swinging by and Zayn will be with me."

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THREE VOTES ARE CLOSE ENOUGH.

What does Louis has planned? What does Zayn know?