Harry watched you from afar as you threw your head back in laughter with Niall, your boyfriend which you have been dating for almost a whole month now. You didn't know that Harry was watching you, and most of all, that he was in love with you.
No one knew that Harry liked you. He remembered the day he first saw you at the cafe he's been going to ever since he was little to get coffee with his friends. He suspected that you were new since he never once saw you before. Right there and then, it was like love at first sight for him.
When Niall asked you to be his girlfriend, he was more than heartbroken. It was like he had lost himself. He was happy for you both, but behind closed doors, he was going crazy. He started drinking, having sex with girls here and there and then throwing them away like trash because they weren't you. Everyone noticed that he had changed, even you. No one knew what was going on because he was too afraid to open up, scared that whatever he say might ruin friendships, and he didn't want that. So he lived with it, in pain.
Harry wanted you to him, only him. He wanted to be the one to hold you at night, share those long and sweet kisses that left your lips lingering for more, take care of you when you were sick, be the shoulder for you to cry on, remind you that you're beautiful everyday, spend all of his money on, and show you off to everyone in this world.
"You good there, mate? Daydreaming or something?" Niall laughed as you two walked up to Harry, trying to get attention.
"Harry, are you okay?" You asked him, noticing that he was deep in his thoughts while staring at you.
"Har-,"
"Huh? Oh I'm sorry," He quickly shook himself out of his thoughts and gave you and Niall a small smile.
"Are you okay?" You giggled, "You look like you were really deep in your thoughts,"
"Oh yeah- I'm good, fine, excellent," Harry laughed, scratching the back of his head, but you can definitely tell it was a fake laugh.
"Oi, you know Harry. Was probably thinking about who to hookup with next," Niall joked, causing you to stifle a small laugh, but Harry was completely serious.
"I was not," He annoyingly said.
"Was just a joke, Haz," Niall defended himself, still laughing as he raised his hands in defeat.
You gave Harry a small reassured smile, that it really was a joke but he just nodded and looked away.
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"Alright, I'm gonna go pick up the food now," Niall said as he grabbed his car keys, gave you a small peck, then walking out of your house.
You, Niall, and Harry decided to have a movie night at your house, but you didn't mind since you loved hanging out with the both of them.
You noticed that Harry was awfully quiet as he sat in the love seat, staring at the white wall, once again, deep into his thoughts.
"Harry, are you okay? What's wrong?" You walked over to him, asking as you slightly shook his shoulder, "O-Oh, I'm sorry! Didn't mean to frighten you,"
"No it's fine- sorry- sorry," He apologized, looking down at the floor in embarrassment.
"What's going on? You've been deep in your thoughts all day. Mind telling me what's going on?" You asked him softly, sitting across from him.
Harry wished he could tell what's been going on in his brain of his, but he couldn't risk it. All he really wanted along was just a little bit of your heart.
