One Direction Bromance One Shots

The Not So Perfect Number Is Torn (Narry)

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Narry! *with mentions of a past Lirry love AND strong friendship. If you squint. Kinda.*

Being in love with your best friend isn't easy. Controlling your jelousy isn't a walk through the park either. Harry Styles; a young Cheshire lad who is in a band with his now four best mates. He's living his dream. He went from being in a small band with a few friends, to being drooled over by half the world; girls and boys alike. Not that he'd go for the girls anyways. He's also irrevocably in love with his band mate, Niall Horan. His straight band mate. His best friend, band mate. His cute, adorable, lovable, fiesty when he wants to be, Irish, band mate. He only wished he could tell him. The only person he trusted with his secret feelings was Liam Payne, the responsible one of the band.

Now, he would have told Louis Tomlinson, the boy of the band he was closest to (so close, people believed they were gay for each other, hence the bromance name 'Larry Stylinson'), if he didn't have such a big mouth. Harry still regrets the time he told Louis he hadn't stopped wetting the bed until he was fourteen. There was also Zayn Malik, but the only good 'I want to tell you I'm gay' quality time they ever had together was when they would share the bed at any hotel they went to, and what good were beds for anything other than sleeping? So Zayn was crossed off the list.

Then again, it's not like he meant to tell Liam about his feelings. It just sort of...slipped out. Liam was one happy puppy though, because Harry used to have the puniest crush on Liam, which Liam was told about. He was completely okay with because it was gone in three weeks. Liam was happy to know Harry was officially over him, and there was no awkwardness between them. But now Liam knew, and was helping Harry through it.

Now back to that jelousy issue. Harry is currently watching as girls swoon over the love of his life at a signing they're at. Hundreds of girls are flirting and giggling and doing everything to get the blonde boys attention. It's not the girls that are making Harry clench his fists in anger though. It's that fact that Niall is flirting back. The curly-haired boy can only watch from the corner of his eye as girl after girl passes by to parade around in their oh so revealing shirts right infront of Niall.

He can understand why though. The Irish chap was irresistible. Those carribean blue eyes, the dyed blonde hair, and that contageous laugh was indeed a lot to take in. But jelousy was a lot too. He wanted the leprechaun all to himself. He was to busy being a hawk eye to realize girls wanted him, just as bad as they wanted Niall.

He was doing a great job at controlling his anger and the urge to pull Niall away and snarl at all the girls claiming that he was his, and only his. That was until a seemingly attractive girl came up to him. She had the features of what people would call a 'ginger' and she was beautiful. Her orange-ish red-ish hair fell perfectly, and she had the brightest blue-green eyes Harry had ever seen. She wasn't too petite either, she had curves that fit her well. Her freckles made her look like an adorable little girl. She was dressed appropiately though, unlike most girls there. There was no way Niall wouldn't make a move.

The girl flirted, and flirted, and flirted. Oh and guess what! She flirted. Niall was only reciprocating the flirtacious acts. Harry felt like he would burst into flames at the sight. He almost did when the girl handed Niall a slip of paper, evident that it had been her number. The Irish lad flashed a thousand-watt smile and gladly stuffed the parchment in his jean pocket. He then proceded to stand up and give the girl a (what seemed like a loving) hug. The girl walked away flashing the famous 'call me' signal.

That about did it for Harry. He was so fuming by then. Liam, who was sitting next to him, noticed the tensing of his friend, and the redening of his face. He could only pat his knee under the table, before Harry was up and running anywhere else where Niall wasn't.

Niall noticed his fleeing band mate and secret crush, flee from the table, and immediately shot up from his seat only to be stopped by Liam.

Liam sighed and shook his head at the younger boy, "Let him go." he spoke. Niall squeaked in response, but sat back down anyways. For the rest of the signing, girls were disappointed because Harry decided not to come back. He didn't feel like watching girls gawk over his love. Better yet, watch his love gawk over girls.

By the end of the signing, Harry had come back and stood as far away from Niall as he possibly could. Liam tended to be his aide of comfort. While he was gone, Harry let all his frustrations out on a wall inside the building they were outside of. That's exactly why Louis and Zayn were frantically asking him why he had torn *trolol* and bloody knuckles all the way back to the van. Liam knew better than to question it though, and Niall was just upset that Harry was ignoring him.

In the van heading to Zayn's flat where they would hang out for a while, Harry was quiet. It wasn't normal, and it worried the blonde. He was happy when the van finally came to a stop, and the boys stepped out, leaving him and Harry to be the last to go. Before Harry could run to the door, away from Niall, he pulled the curly-haired boy back before he could. Harry fought against it, but gave up after looking into the shining blue eyes of Niall.

"What's wrong, Haz?" Niall whimpered. His voice sounded broken and lost. It shattered Harry's heart to hear him like this. As much as he wanted to be angry with his friend, he couldn't. He couldn't because his love for him would always win.

"Nothing you can fix." whispered Harry, as tears pooled in his eyes because he couldn't hold it in any longer. He couldn't hold in his pain of watching the boy he loved, not love him back. That's all he's ever wanted. Niall is all he's ever wanted. (Besides Liam, but that was just a phase. This was for sure the real deal.) As the first tear fell, Niall gasped. His hand shot up to wipe it away.

"No, no. Don't cry. Whatever it is, don't cry. I don't want to see the boy I love cry. Ple-" Niall was cut off by Harry's choking caused by the words said by him. When Harry was done being just a tad bit dramatic, he looked at Niall with wide eyes, mouth agape. His heart was beating out of his chest as Niall's face was plastered with confusion.

"What? Y-you love m-me?" he stuttered out. It was now Niall's turn to wear Harry's previous expression, as it dawned on him what he said. He tried to explain, but no actual words were formed. Harry rolled his eyes and shut him up by placing his lips on the flustered boy's. Niall stood there for a moment trying to process what was happening, before kissing back feverishly.

"I love you too, you big dummy. I just want to say thanks for crushing my heart by flirting with so many girls." Harry scolded as he pulled away, which Niall whimpered to at the loss of lips on his. He then chuckled at Harry's words.

"I could say the same to you, Mr.I Can Have a Girl Under Each Of My Arms. But! That reminds me," he rummaged through his pockets, pulling out random candy wrappers of sorts, before finding what he wanted,"I won't be needing this if I have a new boyfriend." he said before tearing up the paper and winking at the confused boy infront of him. Harry let out and 'ah!' when he realized it had been the number Niall recieved earlier that day.

"Who said I was your boyfriend?" Harry smirked as he got hit in the shoulder, by his now, new boyfriend. They shared a kiss before walking away, hand in hand. Harry couldn't resist the urge to turn around and smile at the torn up scrap of paper on the ground and think,'It's not my heart that's torn anymore.'

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