complicated. [n.s]

21. like

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"you... want me?"

"isn't that what i just said?"

"yes, but--"

"no, no buts. listen, you let out your rant so can i let out mine?"

"of course."

"harry, i like you, okay? i do. now, i don't think i like you as much as you like me but i do really care for you. it's just that i'm not supposed to. i should be saying i have a girlfriend, introducing boys to 'my girl.' i'm supposed to get married to a girl, have a couple of kids."

"we could adopt."

niall tried to ignored the "we" part because there wasn't even a "we" yet.

"i know that, but it's just not the same. it's not about my parents, by the way. my mom and dad are all for equal rights, so they'd totally accept it. it's me who has a problem and i'm so sorry."

"what are you sorry for?"

"making you go through this. i'm sorry that you had to like me. and i-i'm sorry that i h-have to like you too and i'm so, so, so incredibly sorry that i want to b-be with you."

tears were forming in niall's eyes.

"i'm not usually like this, you know? i don't like to show my feelings."

"i know."

"god, you must think i'm so weird."

harry slowly stood up from the bed and walked over to niall. niall was wiping his eyes with the palm of his hands, so harry did the first thing that came to his mind to make niall feel better. he hugged him.

"i don't think you're weird. i think you're niall. niall, who is a little bit confused and scared right now. but you don't have to be, because i'm here for you. i've always been here for you."

"we don't even know each other that well."

harry released niall, giving him a dimpled smile.

"then let's get to know each other. we'll go out."

"we can't go out to eat. that has always ended up terribly."

"yeah, it has. but don't worry. maybe we can just go to a movie or take a nice walk in the park or go to the beach."

"i like the park idea."

"good."

"once again, i'm sorry. i don't know what's been coming over me lately."

"don't ever be sorry about being yourself. and you don't need to apologize to me. i've been much worse, i'd say."

"not really. i've been the one who's really... complicated, i guess."

"princess, it's alright. i'm just glad you like me."

"i do."

"say it again."

"i like you."

"i like you too."

"that's so weird to say."

"yeah, it kinda is."