200 miles - Narry

Chapter 1

HarryEdward: Hi Niall, I'm Harry. Nice to meet you. How are you doing?

NiallJames93: Are you always this formal?

HarryEdward: Sometimes. I'm not very good at starting a conversation. Sorry.

NiallJames93: Don't worry about it! I'm good, a bit bored though. What about you?

HarryEdward: Do you want an honest answer or a lie? If I'm honest, I'm a bit depressed...

I stare at the message I have typed in, quickly hitting a delete button. I end up telling him I'm doing good too and then I start wondering if I should have asked him something. Before I can type in anything, a new message pops up.

NiallJames93: So why did you join this site Harry?

HarryEdward: Well if I'm honest, I wanted to make new friends and I guess talk to other gay people.

I can only hope my answer doesn't sound stupid but then again, I believe that honesty is the best policy. I know I could easily lie or fake, after all this is the internet and no one is really who they say they are, but I'm not one of those people.

Also, lying wouldn't be smart in my case. I have a horribly, embarrassingly bad memory and I can be a bit absent-minded. If I started lying, I would eventually forget about my own lies and get caught which I definitely don't want.

NiallJames93: Oh I see. You don't know many gay people then?

HarryEdward: No one actually.

NiallJames93: Well I'm bisexual so...

HarryEdward: I know, I saw it on your profile.

He doesn't answer and I stare at the conversation for quite some time, trying to come up with something clever to say. In times like these I hope I would be more brave, talkative and better with people. I'm not very good at starting conversations, I never really know what to say or what kind of questions I should be asking.

There is lot I want to ask from Niall, like is it really him in the picture, but I'm too shy. I don't know what questions would cross the line, or is there even a line on the internet. After all this is a complete stranger whom I'm probably never going to meet in person, so it's most likely that there is no such thing as crossing a line.

HarryEdward: Why did you join this site?

NiallJames93: Suppose as a joke really.

HarryEdward: Oh, okay.

Again I'm stuck with staring at the conversation, not knowing what to type in next. Luckily he solves the problem and I sigh in relief when I see he has sent a new message.

NiallJames93: You're not actually very talkative, are you?

HarryEdward: No not really. I'm socially awkward

NiallJames93: Well I guess not everyone can be as charming and talkative as I am.

HarryEdward: Are you calling yourself charming?

NiallJames93: Yeah. Why?

HarryEdward: Cocky

NiallJames93: Nah mate, I'm just Irish!

HarryEdward: Are all Irish as cocky as you are?

NiallJames93: Humour. I like it!

HarryEdward: Thank you?

After that, we talk for a while about casual things like movies and tv-series. He tells me he plays the guitar and sings, and asks if I'm musical. I tell him I don't really know, saying I guess I can sing if I have to but I only do that while I bathe.