complicated. [n.s]

22. parks

"it's cold out."

"i didn't know it would be, i'm sorry. do you want my jacket?"

"that'd be nice, but you don't have to give me it."

"it's alright, princess. i don't mind."

harry and niall walked side by side through the park, alone except for two old people sitting on a bench.

"thank you. so, we are here to get to know each other, yeah?"

"yep. where do we even start?"

"we can start with what you like to do; hobbies, interests, things like that."

"alright. well, niall, would you like to do the honors and start off this conversation?"

"sure, but i don't really have any hobbies. i mean, i like to dance but i'm piss poor at it. so let's just say i'm pretty open-minded to doing anything."

"oh, c'mon! you have to have something you like to do."

"does hanging out with my friends count?"

"sure!"

"well, then what about you?"

"i like photography, and sometimes i sing. i'm not too bad at it, but i would never dream of doing it professionally. too scared, i guess."

"you? scared? you're one of the bravest people i know."

"it's not an act, either, if you were worrying about that. i am pretty brave and confident. i just can't imagine preforming in front of people."

"will you preform for me one day?"

"depends. do i get anything out of it?"

"possibly. cookies might be an option."

"you can bake?"

"not really. but store-bought cookies are definitely an option."

"that's no fun."

"life isn't fun."

"life is actually very fun with you, mr. horan."

"thank you, mr. styles. life is pretty cool with you, too."

"i have one question, though."

"i'm ready to answer."

"we're sitting really close right now."

"yeah?"

"is this... okay with you?"

harry slowly scooted his hand towards niall and gently placed it over the irish boy's smaller hand. niall's breath hitched at first, but then he looked down at the hands and a slow smile spread across his face.

"yeah, this is fine. really fine."

"i'm glad."

"i think we can really make something work, y'know?"

harry looked at niall with the happiest face niall had ever seen on him.

"really?"

"yeah, why not? i might have to try a little bit, but this could actually happen."

"are you saying that we could possibly work?"

"i am."

harry smiled even bigger.