What is love? (Narry Storan)

Chapter 8

-Niall's POV-

If there was ever a point in my life where I thought I was going to freeze to death I would have to say it was tonight would definitely be that time. I snuggled into the blankets as I sat in the living room shivering from the chilling air, and I looked around at Liam, Louis and Zayn also cuddled in their own mountain of blankets and sitting by the fire.

There was only one thing missing from the whole picture, and that is none other than Harry. He actually hasn't come out of our room since yesterday and I was starting to get slightly worried. The way he snapped when Liam gave us the news about being stuck here until the snow clears wasn't very positive. He also looked at me in a way that I still can't even think about, because honestly it truly worried me. He didn't even come to talk to me about it and I just don't even know what happened because he just walked away without even saying anything to me.

What am I supposed to do? I want to be able to help him because obviously something is really bothering and he's not talking to anyone one of us about it. He's hiding something and I just don't know what it is. I care about Harry alright? If he's upset, so am I and I just can't handle if something's hurting him. It would be the same with the other lads and I would hope if I was upset they would try to help me out.

Also there's actually something that happened between Harry and I yesterday. Um I'm not really sure how to describe it. Hell I can't even think straight every time I look back on the memory. I just....I just wish he would have said something instead of avoiding whatever happened between us. That obviously isn't something normal that happens between friends. I can't remember that last time I've felt those jumpy feelings in my stomach.

"It's fucking freezing in this bloody house!!" I jerked my head in the direction of the stairs hearing the familiar voice of none other than who I've been fretting over. Harry walked in through the door and his eyes lit up at the sight of the fire. Oh yeah, he's probably been freezing as well. "Maybe if you would have joined us last night when the power went to shit, you wouldn't be so cold right now." I looked over towards Liam and my eyes widened as I saw how angry he looked while keeping so calm. He was right though. If Harry had just came down yesterday instead of avoiding us maybe he could have stayed slightly warmer.

I heard him mutter a sorry and walk over hesitating a bit before sitting down next to me. I watched as he sat down still not looking at any of us and I just shifted myself on the couch a bit in the silence only hearing the crackle of the fire. He seemed to lose himself in the fire and I sat there as I saw the reflections of the fire dancing in his eyes. He looked so tired like something was mentally exhausting him.

Maybe he was thinking about yesterday. What if he felt those same jittery feelings as I. I mean no i haven't ever thought I had an attraction towards Harry...or any other guy for that matter. Without even thinking I reached out my arm from the blankets and rested it in his shoulder immediately causing him to look over at me. "You look tired, maybe you should get some sleep." I said softly as our eyes met.

He looked at me at first with a stone cold look that instantly softened as our gaze deepened. I found myself forgetting what air was as I strained to keep steady breaths. When he suddenly spoke causing my face to flush realizing we were staring at one another much differently than we have in awhile. I didn't really know what to make of it. "Yeah your right Ni..." He said equally as quiet and did something I wasn't expecting of him at all.