complicated. [n.s]

20. want

"harry? you here?"

niall heard the door shut upstairs as he walked into the house, so he followed the sound and came to closed door of the guest room.

"harry, let me in."

"no."

"i have the keys to the house. don't make me unlock it myself."

"go away."

"why are you even acting like this? i was just trying to hit on the waitress! liam and louis were okay with it, so why can't you be?"

"you really want to know the answer to that?"

"that's why i asked the question."

the door unlocked and harry's red and wet face appeared. he had obviously been crying. but why?

"you seriously asked me why. god, are you blind? are you stupid? do you not see the things happening right in front of you?"

"w-what?"

"i like you, you freaking idiot! is it that hard to tell?"

"i know you do."

"then why do you do the things you do in front of me? one night you're touching me, the next you're thinking about touching a girl! why are you doing this to me?"

"it's not about you."

"no, it's not. it's never about me. you know, just for once, i wish that you'd want me even a smidgen of how much i want you!"

"harry..."

"i really like you, niall. i really do! i like you so much it hurts sometimes. i want you, i crave you. not a second goes by that i don't think about you. i would do fucking anything for you! do you understand that? no, of course you don't!"

"i-"

"i have to walk around with this feeling of absolute and utter desire for you, a straight boy. oh god, on top of all of my feelings, you're straight! as straight as a ruler. you, the most amazing boy i've ever had a crush on, are hetero. i want you to be gay! i really do. i'm tired of telling myself that you are when i know i'll never get you to admit that you are."

"h-"

"maybe i shouldn't have been so hurt by you trying to flirt with a girl. you're just being you. but right now, i'm just being me. me, harry styles, the boy who has fallen insanely for the beautiful straight boy who's absolutely perfect to me.

"you're all i want, niall james horan. and for once, i just want you to want me back."

there was silence between the two. harry was taking in sharp breaths, trying to calm down his racing heart. niall was staring at the ground, not knowing what to say. then, after what seemed like eternity, he finally said something.

"i do."

"what was that?"

"i do."

"you do what?"

"i do want you, harry."