complicated. [n.s]

2. phone calls

harry was kind of desperate to call niall. but only because, you know, niall was his friend. that's what friends do, right?

"please pick up, please pick up."

"hello?"

"wow, your voice is scratchy."

"harry, it's one in the morning."

"oh, you weren't awake?"

"there's this thing i do. i don't know if you've ever heard of it. it's called 'sleep.'"

"sorry. i just assumed you'd be awake since it's saturday and all and we don't have work tomorrow."

"why would we have work tomorrow? it's sunday."

"i know, that's why i said it."

"the weekend."

"yes, so we don't-"

"so why was it necessary to bring it up at all?"

"i don't know."

"maybe you should be sleeping at one a.m. sounds like no sleeping makes you say weird things."

"what? no, i'm wide awake!"

"like that katy perry song?"

"you mention katy perry a lot."

"love the woman to pieces."

"oh."

for some reason, harry didn't like hearing about niall "loving someone to pieces."

"you should go to bed, harry."

"but i'm not tired at all!"

"yeah, but i am, and for some weird reason you love to call me at night."

"i just like to talk to you."

"as much as i like to talk to you too, i would rather have a conversation face to face and in the day time."

"please don't hang up!"

"i'm not going to. i'm awake now, but i'm just saying you should get some sleep."

"want to play 20 questions?"

that was harry's best attempt at a distraction.

"what?"

"want to play 20 questions?"

"i don't think i'm going to stay awake for 40 questions and answers."

"okay, so 10 questions."

"harry."

"five?"

"fine."

"yay!"

"you sound like a teenage girl."

"there's no shame in that. do you want to go first?"

"i guess."

"okay, give me your question!"

"um... what's your favorite color?"

"probably blue. come on niall, that was a lame question!"

"then you give me a better one, mr. twentyquestions."

"fine. what's your full name?"

"niall james horan. that question wasn't any better than mine, styles. i thought you already knew that."

"i didn't know your middle name."

"you could've just asked me that."

"yeah, but i wasn't trying to be too lame. hurry up and ask me a question."

"okay... what is the story of your first girlfriend?

"don't make me cringe. eh, her name was emilie. i kinda forgot her last name. i was 12, and she was a secret. i felt kinda cool hiding her from my parents. but she always wanted to kiss, and i didn't want my first kiss to be her."

"and...?"

"we kissed in the woods secretly and it was disgusting. each time, i was disgusted. and it wasn't her. i just didn't like girls."

"so, are you gay or something?"

"nuh-uh. it's my turn to ask a question."

"harry! i need to know."

"niall, what is--"

"tell me!"

"later. what is your birthplace?"

"do you mean where was i born?"

"yeah."

"that would've been easier to say. mullingar, ireland."

"ha! i knew you were irish!"

"yes, it wasn't obvious at all before. do you have any siblings?"

"a sister named gemma. she's 4 years old than me, but i haven't seen her since she was 21."

"is she pretty?"

"gorgeous."

"nice."

"oh, and bisexual."

"what? your sister is bisexual?"

"no. you asked me if i was gay earlier. i'm not, i'm bisexual."

"oh, okay."

"you're not like... weirded out by it or anything?"

"no. and that counts as your question for me!"

"what? no-"

"too bad. you asked and i answered. my turn."

"that's not fair!"

"you should learn to ask less questions."

"you know that's not fair."

"life isn't fair, buddy. okay, what is your favorite place to eat?"

"um, the ice cream shop on the corner of 45th and waven's. i think it's sam's treats or something. their ice cream is amazing."

"do you mean sam's sweets?"

"that should count as a question!"

"i was correcting you."

"fine. but yeah, i guess."

"good to know."

"um. okay... what is your favorite song?"

"probably 'everything' by michael bublé. i have tons of other songs i talk about, but that has a very special spot in my heart."

"aw, that's a nice song."

"yeah. okay, harry, did you pass your drivers test?"

"yeah."

"cool. your turn to ask a question."

"oh, sure. i guess. what is your birthday?"

"september 13th. are you free tomorrow?"

"i think so."

"okay, bring your car and bring money because we're going to sam's sweets."

"s-sure."

"bye harry."

"wait, i didn't get to ask my question yet!"

"ask tomorrow. goodnight."

"but-"

"goodnight."

"goodnight niall."

it's funny, because harry was going to ask if niall was gay.

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niall you have to finish the game.

this chapter is a lot longer than the last one. hope you enjoyed!