Narry One Shots

The five time Niall and Harry acted like a couple and the first time they were.

Niall first met Harry when he was four years old, at the local daycare. He remembers offering Harry his sparkly crayons to share, and Harry's dimpled smile and tiny voice saying thank you.

Niall remembers starting kindergarten with Harry by his side and playing goofy pranks on their mums together. He remembers them learning to play soccer in the third grade and he remembers in ninth grade when he and Harry got into their first big fight and didn't talk for weeks, and he remembers when they made up and stayed awake all night giggling under the hammock in Harry's back yard.

And he remembers when high school ended and they decided they'd share a flat when they moved out for university. He couldn't forget the skeptical looks his family and friends gave him when he told them, and now he found himself in Harry's passenger seat, driving across the country to their new home.

(-5)

A few weeks later, with their belongings mostly sorted out and their old photos framed on the wall, the pair were relaxing on their bed.

The thing was, when they bought the flat, they hadn't originally given thought to the furniture they'd have to purchase, and the groceries that needed to be bought. During their budgeting process, Niall was the one who'd suggested they'd take the cheap way out and just share a bed.

"It's not like we haven't done it before," He had said, and Harry nodded his agreement, and the two went on and finished planning on how to spend the money down to the smallest penny.

And at night when the apartment became too chilly ("College is expensive, okay, and heating isn't exactly easy to pay for either, Dad!") Niall lays himself half on top of Harry, revelling in his warmth and letting his steady heartbeat lull him to sleep.

(-4)

It was a sunny afternoon for once, albeit freezing cold, when Niall first sees the on-campus student coffee house. Immediately clasping his hand onto Harry's, he yanks the taller boy across the lawn and through the front door of the bustling shop.

"That hungry, Ni?" Harry asks, amused. Niall merely shrugs, joining the growing line, not letting go of Harry's warm hand. The two look at the displays of pastries and cookies and sandwiches and breathe in the nice smell of the foods. When it was finally time for their turn to order, Niall pulls Harry close to him, leaning slightly into his side.

"Hi, welcome to ESU coffee house, what will you have today?" The cashier asks sweetly, a practiced smile gracing her face.

"I'll just take a mixed berry muffin, thanks," Harry says, and turns, waiting for Niall to recite his order. When Niall didn't speak up, Harry nudges him.

"Oh, whoops," Niall laughs, nudging Harry back playfully. "Sorry, everything looks so good...could I have a French vanilla latte please? Also a macadamia nut cookie and that chocolate drizzled croissant!" He exclaims, pointing out the foods that caught his eye.

The cashier nods and reads out the final price, and Niall and Harry fish for their wallets. Niall however, seemed to be having trouble. He wriggles his hand around, and then looks sheepishly up at Harry with an apologetic smile.

Harry forks over the money for both of their food, squeezes Niall gently and kisses his forehead, and tells him not to worry about it, and that he doesn't mind paying for him.

That's they way their friendship has always been, with lots of affection and care that not too many people understood. The cashier was obviously one of the people who didn't understand, because when she arrives with the food, she also slides a pamphlet across the counter with a happy look on her face.