complicated. [n.s]

17. hard

"two phone calls in one day? you really are freaked out about this whole thing, aren't you?"

"liam, please."

"uh-oh. i know that voice. what happened? did zayn make a move on niall? i can go over there and punch him right now if you want me to."

"no, nothing like that. zayn actually left earlier, and we talked a little. he's not that bad of a guy. he goes a little overboard on descriptions, and he likes to crack puns a lot, but he's kind of okay."

"then why are you calling me?"

there was a pause on the other line.

"i don't know what to do."

harry's voice was trembling.

"what do you mean?"

"why did it have to be me? it's just my luck that i have a massive crush on the most complicated guy on the face of this earth."

"harry, you need to talk to me. i don't know what you mean?"

"okay, so i thought maybe niall was just confused. y'know, one of those 'i thought i was straight because there is no way i could be gay' type of scenarios. no, apparently there is this whole other side to him that knows he's gay but is in denial of it. i thought this was going to be easy, liam! i thought it was just going to be me helping him get over this phase or whatever, but nope, nothing is that simple anymore."

"harry, calm down, you're getting hysterical!"

"i care about him. god, i care about him so much but this is just so difficult. i don't know if i can take it, liam."

"you haven't even been with him for a day."

"i didn't understand how hard this would be!"

"harry, listen... wait, are you crying?"

harry brought his hand up to his eyes and wiped away the tears.

"no. i was... not crying."

"whatever. listen, harry, it's late. i need you to just try to stick it out. it's only the first night, and you found something big about him, but maybe it'll be easier. you'll be fine, okay?"

"yeah, sure. i--"

harry was cut off by his door slowly swinging open.

"harry?"

"yeah, liam, i'll, uh... call you back."

"um... okay. bye harry."

"bye!"

harry hung up the phone and turned to the person standing in the doorway.

"niall?"

[ THIS IS SHORT AND LAME BUT THE NEXT CHAPTER SHOULD MAKE UP FOR IT. ]