What is love? (Narry Storan)

Chapter 6

-Harry's POV-

"Harry are you even bloody listening to me?"

I snapped my head up towards to voice of Liam who was just looking at me with an annoyed face. He was looking at me from across the table in the kitchen. By the sound in his voice I guess he was trying to get my attention for awhile. "Oh I'm sorry Liam what were you saying?" I said trying to sound apologetic but I knew I wasn't paying attention because my mind liked to wander to a certain blond friend of mine recently.

I could feel his eyes burning into me as I avoided his gaze but eventually he let out a sigh and went on. "Anyways, I was wondering if you've been.....ok recently. I'm worried about you and you just seem distant." I looked up towards him seeing the worry plastered on his face and I felt bad knowing what I've been putting them through these past three weeks. Yes I've been avoiding Niall mostly but I understand the lads are probably wondering why I've been distant at all.

I forced a laugh as I tried playing it off. "There isn't anything wron-" "Please don't feed me that bullshit Harry, you can pull that on Louis but you know you can't pull that on me." he cut me off. I looked up at him surprised. I guess Lou talked to him about our little conversation. Shit. What am I supposed to tell him I mean yes I'm confused about my feeling and I don't want to accept them. But to come out and tell him that I think I'm...I'm gay? No that's not a possibility right now. I don't want to admit it to myself, so how am I supposed to tell anyone about the way I'm feeling?

"Liam you don't understand..." I looked up at him pleading with him because I just wanted this conversation to end. "Help me understand then, because you've been a real arse lately in case you haven't noticed." he said bluntly and I just shook my head. "Please, don't worry. I'm dealing with it alright? Just..just drop it ok?" I said a bit agitated as I stood up pushing back my chair from the table. I watched as he heaved a sigh probably frustrated with me and well there wasn't anything else I could do. No one was going to get anything out of me. I don't care what anyone says. I stood up from the chair and walked towards the door out towards the stairs.

"Fine, Harry if you want to be difficult. Just one thing before you go." I stopped with my hand on the doorknob but not turning to face him as I waited for what he was going to say. "You should apologize to Niall. You know about the other day. You should have seen his face, really sad and I don't like seeing my little Nialler like that. There should be nothing but smiles on his-" "Fine, fine I get it." I exclaimed interrupting him. God he didn't know what that did to me. I know i hurt Niall that day and it seems like everyone noticed what I did to him. Fuck, securing space between us is getting harder.

I gripped the handle a bit tighter trying to contain myself from just telling Liam everything. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, but I wasn't going to let him get anything out of me that easily. As I opened the door I heard an 'umph' as I hit something with a thump or might I say, somebody. "N-Niall?" I exclaimed as I saw him on the floor rubbing his head. Crap....did he hear anything? I hope not. "Um are you ok?" I asked grabbing by the arm up on his feet.

-Niall's POV-

I covered my mouth and let out a quiet yawn as I walked through the hallway sleepily. I was heading towards the living room but when I heard my stomach grumble I let out a sigh but didn't protest. I could always go for some food and with that I changed direction towards the kitchen.

As I arrived closer I slowed my steps down at the sound of voices. "Please don't feed me that bullshit Harry, you can pull that on Louis but you know you can't pull that on me." Was that Liam? He must be talking to Harry, but why did he sound angry? I walked closer towards the door to the kitchen and carefully put my ear against the door. "Liam you don't understand..." I listened to Harry as he spoke softly. Understand what? See I knew there was something bugging Harry, but he seems pretty adamant on keeping whatever it is to himself apparently. 'Why won't he just open up?' I thought to myself as Liam spoke again.