~It's Just You And Me [Narry]

I'm not gay!

I've been re-writing this story. If you notice any misspellings or grammar mistakes, please let me know so I can fix them.

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I eyed the 17-year-old boy standing right in front of me; Dyed blond hair styled up, ocean blue eyes and  pale skin. The boy was wearing ripped skinny jeans and a white T-shirt. He ran his fingers through his hair in disgust. Obviously he didn't like the way he looked.

"Niall! You're going to be late if you ain't coming right away!" I heard my mom shout from downstairs. I turned away from the mirror and put on the best fake smile that I could muster. I walked downstairs quietly humming One Rebublic's Counting Stars. 

"Louis is picking me up", I said to my mom as I reached to her. 

"That's good. He's a good kid", she smiled at me. 

"I know ma. I love you", I gave her a small genuine smile and grabbed an apple from the table. As I walked outside, I noticed Louis was already waiting for me in his small, bright red car. I hated it, I mean everyone always stared as we drove by. 

"Hey mate!" he greeted me with a huge smile. Louis was my best and only friend, he always made me feel so much better no matter what, even if he was little childish every now and then. 

"Awww, you missed me?" I asked him with a baby voice as I sat down on the passanger seat. He nodded quickly. 

"Good. Now, I'm gonna slap your cute little cheeks if we're running late because you don't know how to start a car."

Louis stuck his tongue out and rolled his eyes sarcastically before he started driving.

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I was sitting in class, trying hard to listen what the teacher had to say. I'm pretty sure I heard him explain about how the battle of the bulge was a hard fought battle. Almost like the battle he fights with his bulge in the morning , but what kind of history teacher would preach about his boner to bunch of high school students. 

Slowly I felt myself drifting a sleep.

"Horan? Are you sleeping? I really think that you should wake up..."

"Hey mate, I just heard that Styles is waiting for you outside the class. I really don't want to, but if you're not going to wake up I really have to hit you in the gut..."

Styles? As in HARRY Styles? Why was he waiting for me?
Okay, maybe I should wake up..

I opened my eyes slowly, only to see someone's face right in front of mine. 

"Thank god you woke up. I really thought that I'd have to hit you", the boy chuckled. I rose my eyebrow at him because I really had no idea who he was. The boy was muscular and had a tattoo that disappeared under his sleeve. 

"Sorry, I'm Liam Payne. We've had history together since last year", the boy explained as he took some distance. 

 "So, I really think you should go now, since Styles has been waiting for you god knows how long", Liam smiled to me. I nodded standing up. 

"Thanks", I mumbled.

"You know, you drool in your sleep", I heard Liam chuckle as I walked towards the door.

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Harry Styles had moved here about a year ago. Like one day he just appeared in school and no one knew anything about him. He always drew and I really mean ALWAYS. In class: he drew, at lunch: he drew, on the breaks: he drew. And he had this crazy looking hair: brown, mid-long and curly. Sometimes he tried to tie his hair with a bandana. His eyes were green I guess... I don't know, I never really had a chance to look them closely.