Slipping on my jacket, i start walking out of Harry's bungalow. We all were staying there for quite sometime for another little get together for writing songs, hanging out, and just being ourselves for once instead of what the company wants to see. It was my day to make breakfast, but everyone knows i cant cook. So Harry volunteered to cook on my day, i just had to get the food. Louis taught me how to drive just a few months back, i don't have an official licence but I'm pretty alright to where i wont kill anyone.
I pulled the keys out of the pocket and unlock the door, getting into the drivers seat. Before i could ever start the car up, my phone buzzed in my pocket. Sighing because i just wanted to go and grab the food quickly just to crawl back into bed again, I grab out my phone and read the message.
Niall! don't forget the bacon! Louis looooves bacon! xx H.
It was from Harry. i rolled my eyes at the sight of the message and toss my phone into the passenger seat. Starting the car i start to slowly drive off, yawning lightly. It always irritated me that harry fancied Lou over me. I never knew why because, its always been that way. Since the X-Factor even. It just, get on my nerves because all Harry thinks about is Louis. Louis, Louis, Louis! Frankly, i say fuck Louis. He is such a whore sometimes. Not all the time, but just sometimes. I don't even know why Harry is even trying, Lou already has Eleanor.
Reaching the store i quickly go in, putting my hood up trying to hide from everyone, and grab the things i need. I thought about accidentally forgetting the bacon but... i wanted some as well so i grabbed it anyways and check out quickly.
Hopping back into the car, i grab my phone seeing another message from harry re stating not to forget the bacon. I replied the best way i could without seeming upset in anyway.
how could i not? Bacon is fucking amazing.
Nodding to myself i set the phone back down and drive home as carefully as i can. Pulling into the drive way i could see Harry already walking out, i'm guessing to help me carry the bags in. I catch myself smiling because sometimes, that boy can be sweetest ever. One time, when we all were getting ready for a show, i was having trouble with my mic. It wouldn't work right. For some reason, it was lower than the other boys. I didn't quite know why, but Harry frowned upon the fact, maybe he knew because he switched mics with me. He makes me smile without even trying."Niall?" I heard Harry call out as he tapped on my window. I jumped back a bit from dreaming off, blinking a few times bringing myself back to reality. I smile at him and speak out so he could hear me. "Yeah Harry?"Before he could speak i had already grabbed my phone and shoved it into my jacket pocket, and slowly opened the door making sure he wasn't in the way. "The bags are in the back seat". He nodded and opened the door grabbing them and wobbles inside. Chuckling i watched him and then got out myself, walking in shortly behind. There was only a few bags so he just took both. "its too damn early to be up" I whine out, and plop onto the couch, watching Harry as he starts pulling everything out as if he had been professionally cooking for his whole life. "Take a nap, by the time you wake up, breakfast will be served!" Harry smiled at me for a moment, and nodded to himself as he went back to cooking again. I nodded and slipped off my shoes laying down on the couch, smiling even more, knowing he wouldn't of seen. Slowly closing my eyes, i drift back to sleep.
"Niall..." Someone whispered gently into my ear, and ran a hand through my hair. Opening my eyes slowly i see Liam looking down at me. I groan out and mumble "Five more minutes!" He chuckled and poked my chest, speaking lightly still "Fine but you're going to miss breakfast.." He hummed out and walks back to the kitchen where everyone was goatherd. I shot up from the couch and watched him walk away. Scratching the side of my head i get up and shuffle my way into the kitchen, watching everyone quickly sit down as harry are instructing everyone to sit before he serves the food he has cooked.
"Sit! Everyone must sit! Even you!" Harry pointed at me.I looked around at the table seeing a spot next to Louis that's free. I noticed Louis haven't took his eyes off of harry since i came in here, Or maybe he was staring at the food...
"I saved you a spot over here Ni" Zayn patted a spot in between him and Liam. I quickly looked over and smiled a bit walking over to my seat and sat down as i thanked Zayn under my breath, Thankful that i didn't have to sit next to Louis. That empty stop next to him, I'm guessing, is Harry's spot. I turn myself so i can watch Harry's bit introduction that he likes to make ever morning of what he has cooked for us today.
"So, on this lovely morning, i have prepared some oatmeal with honey and bacon on the side!" He sounded so excited, more so this morning than any other. The curly haired boy walked around the table setting the bowls in front of everyone. Zayn groaned in the sight, yawned. "I would rather be sleeping more than anything.. why did we have to be up so early?" He looked at Liam, also known as 'Daddy Direction" for knowing anything and everything of that band. and keeping us all together. I looked over at Liam as well wondering the same question. He just shrugged and spoke casually "Harry cooked for us, we have to be nice" He smiled and nodded now.
Me, Liam, and Zayn looked over at Louis clapping, and then at harry wondering what had happened. Apparently we missed it because harry was smiling that cheeky smile of his, that made every heart in the world just melt at the sight. I smiled slightly as he went and sat down after setting the tea kettle in the middle of the table, and the packets near by. We all ate fairly quickly without a word. Well, we all as i mean, Me, Liam, and Zayn. Louis and Harry were screwing around just as usual. It was irritating. He was irritating. They were irritating, and Liam knew it was bothering me by the way i was looking at them. "Are you alright lad?" He spoke low so no one else could hear. I Nodded not wanting to talk at the moment and got up. "I'm going to take a shower." I spoke gently and nod again walking out of the kitchen with no further questioning.
I don't know what was wrong with me. That shouldn't bother me, They're always like this. Why should i even care, right? Hell, I don't even like the lad in that way. Right..? ...
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Niall's Story
FanfictionNiall James Timothy Horan. A 19 year old confused Irish lad, making his way in the worlds heart throbbing boy band called 'One Direction'.