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Harry/Niall

And the emotional type must be able to compose fiction. So this fic was born. It's short, right? (I brag that I finished writing it in one day. Screaming has never been this fast. Because it's short.)

This is the first Wondai fic I've ever written. I apologize for the mistake.

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That is the origin for writing this fic.

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Thank you everyone for reading. I think there aren't many people who are fans of this couple, haha. If you want to talk about this couple, you can add me on Twitter @

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My name is Nat. I'm in my third and fourth year of university. You can call me at your convenience.

Fic: Only You

Pairing: Harry Styles/Niall Horan

Rating: PG -

Vulgar words

Word counts: 12024

Looking from the window above

It's like a story of love

Can you hear me?

Winter dance of senior year of high school

Niall never thought he'd have a day where he felt like crying while on stage playing his guitar. Because those two things are the things he loves to do in the world. But because the scene in front of him was something he never expected.

No, I must say that he already knew Harry. best friend style The hottest young athlete and occasional honorary singer for his band Dating Taylor Swift, a beautiful cheerleader. and an avid Rochdale High activist. But what he didn't think about was having to stand up here and sing a song that would make the two of them hug and kiss at the end of the song.

"Niall," whispered the band's bassist Liam. With worried eyes directed at him, who was now frozen, unable to play the chords on his guitar like he should.

The blond-haired young man gave Liam a forced smile and quickly flicked his fingers along the guitar chords as he should. ...that's right, Niall. Only interested in music Don't look down there...the young man warned himself. But it's so hard Every time he raised his head, it was like his eyes had to stop on Harry.

Harry smiling at Taylor with the utmost happiness

He used to like that he could always find Harry in a room full of people. But this time it was not a blessing, but a curse that made his heart tremble, his hands tremble, and the pain in his chest almost made him cry.

As soon as their last song ended, the young man immediately walked off the stage without waiting for the host to announce his thanks to his band. He didn't want to stay here for a moment. Carrying his beloved guitar, the young man pushed open the heavy door of the gym before walking outside and sitting outside. His eyes wandered over the still lit football field of Rochdale High.

"Hey Tiger," a deep voice called his name. with a can of cold soda touching his cheek before the owner of that body sat down beside him. The bassist of that band Liam looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine, Liam," Niall said irritably as he opened a can of Coke, the only drink at the dance.

“This sucks. We're already eighteen, why can't we drink alcohol?" The young man cursed as he took a drink of his Coke. He shouldn't be venting his frustration with a Coke can...but that's the way it is. What do you do with someone who is really heartbroken?

A hand came up and ruffled his hair affectionately before placing it on his shoulder. Liam still had that smile...the one he gave whenever he was upset.

“Louie is already running to buy it for me. It tells me your condition needs something solid. Looks like he won't guess wrong, right?"

Niall sighed. Nothing escaped the eyes of his two bandmates. They had been close since first grade...twelve years since they had been together.

“You saw that, right?” he asked softly.

Liam didn't answer, just hugged his shoulders tighter. “Don't think about it. Men aren't just Harry alone."

Niall felt a bitter lump creep up his throat. Because Liam's words were the same words that he had been trying to tell himself for the past two years of secretly loving his best friend, the young man next door. I've always tried to get over it because even though Harry is bisexual. But look at each person your father has with you. He didn't look hopeful at all. And Harry had never seemed more interested in him than as a close friend.

"K..just try."

“Whoa, when are you going to finish Sixth Form? When I go to university, my father will find someone new, more handsome, hotter, and a better football player than Harry. I'll forget about that guy." Niall tried to joke. But probably because his voice cracked in the last sentence. Instead of being funny, it became sad instead.

"Come on, don't cry," Liam said softly in his ear. His warm voice and the arms holding him were like releasing his feelings. Niall turned his head into his friend's broad chest and couldn't stop himself from sobbing.

And that's how Louie came to see them. He buried his face in Liam's chest. With the bassist rubbing his shaking shoulders And Louie didn't hesitate to join in the group hug immediately.

"Damn, we're seniors who hugged each other and cried at the farewell dance before starting university. So cheesy," Niall laughed, fighting back tears.

Louie kissed his lips but didn't let go of the arm that was holding Niall from behind. “Niall Horan, don't you underestimate the power of a hug. Also, if I don't do it this time, when will I spread the rumor that the three of us are a couple?

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Now."

Niall rolled his eyes and was the first to release his hold on Liam. before shaking himself off and removing the messy drummer who was still clinging to him as a leech.

“It's okay,” Niall said, smiling, pointing at the beer can Louie had left on the floor.

"Then bring that."

Louie picked up three cans and threw two more towards him and Liam. before opening it up and lifting it up like it was about to clink a glass.

Both Niall and Liam laughed. But he agreed to lift the beer can and give it a good crash.

"To the last six months of high school," Louie said loudly. Then he turned to look at the bassist, "Hey, you have to talk to Siliam."

“Just thinking about it, this guy is rushing me,” Liam moaned. “To...uh...to One Direction. The best band Rochdale High has ever seen.”

This time, both pairs of eyes stopped on Niall. But he already knew what he was going to say: "To Louie and Liam, two of the nicest, kindest men, and I'm the luckiest person to have you two as friends."

"Mom, you really touched me." Louie shook her head. "Oh, the can is gone."

The three of them laughed together before doing as Louie said.

"Are you alright, Niall?" Liam asked softly after they'd had a few drinks. The young man went to get coats to put on both him and Louie so that they wouldn't die from pneumonia first. Liam is like the mother of the band, always caring about everyone. Therefore, when the young man asked Niall, he didn't really want to lie.

“Still, but it will get better. I'm used to being heartbroken. This time it's just...just shock to see it this close."

Liam nodded in understanding. "Why doesn't Hazman dislike you?"

young man smiling sadly "That's a question as difficult to answer as why do I really like Haz?"

Came back only yesterday

I'm moving farther away

Want you near me

"Niall," the purring voice from the person sprawled out on his bed caused the blonde haired man who was reading a chemistry book to roll his eyes. But he continued to pretend not to care.

"Nai~~~" The voice continued to demand. It wasn't until a lump of paper flew into his head that the sound stopped and was replaced by bright laughter.

"Hey, you hurt the landlord." Niall turned to face his best friend, pretending to be fierce. But he knew that he was only threatening because he couldn't really be angry at the person in front of him.

"Well, you don't care about me." Those big green eyes stared at him. Damn, this guy is eighteen years old. The big one is a buffalo. taller than him Stronger than him But why is he still cute like a child? Niall curses the gods for giving Harry Edward Styles everything that makes someone like him so weak.

"I don't want to lose to fusion just yet," Harry said, pushing himself up into a sitting position.

Niall's mouth was itching to tell the mess in front of him that you were never allergic to anything. It's already number one. But I had to keep my mouth shut. Because he still has to be friends with Harry until he dies. Who would dare to speak?

"Come on, say something. Then you have to read it too. Tomorrow there's a chemistry quiz, don't forget." The person who heard this frowned.

"Don't warn me, I'll spoil the mood."

"I hope well. Even though you're going to university on an athletic scholarship, you still have to make good grades, right? That's Mr. Style."

A pillow from the bed flew and hit the person in the face, causing Niall to stumble. But when he felt it, he quickly grabbed it and threw it back at the person on the bed, laughing loudly when his pillow hit his target. Hit that handsome face hard.

"Okay, calm down," Harry said quickly as he saw he was about to bend down to pick up another pillow.

“I just wanted to ask where you were at the Friday dance. As soon as I got off the stage, it disappeared," Harry said, making a face. Indirectly letting Niall know that he's upset.

But the person who was asked was also a bit shocked. The young man lowered his head and looked away before answering under his breath, "Uh, went drinking with Liam and Louie."

"And leave me alone?" Harry asked in a high-pitched voice. Along with another pillow flying and hitting Niall's head. But now he was in no mood to continue the pillow war. So he let it fall to the ground without picking it up.

"Well, you're with Taylor." He thought he was doing a good job, his voice not shaking, his tears not flowing.

"But only for a moment," Harry said in a normal tone. This made Niall secretly breathe a sigh of relief. It shows that he didn't do anything suspicious. “This is our last dance. I would rather celebrate with you than with Taylor.”

Niall looked up and laughed. Trying to get Harry to think that the color in his cheeks was because of his heart attack. It wasn't because Harry's heart fluttered when he heard those words.

...It wasn't Harry's fault at all...that doctor always talked him into thinking too much like this.

"What's more fun hanging out with your guy friends than celebrating with a beautiful girl like Ms. Taylor Swift? Beautiful, rich, smart. You've made half the guys at school jealous of you."

"Boring," Harry replied shortly.

Niall shakes his head This is why he said he had no hope. If even someone as cool as Taylor was labeled as boring. An ordinary person like him would be an anesthetic.

"It's really a big deal, sir."

"It's not a big deal. Well, she's really boring. I think she would be fun because she likes indie bands. But talking and talking isn't as fun as talking about music with you."

"..Or Louie or Liam," the dark-haired man continued after pausing to think for a moment. He had no idea how shaken the first sentence he had spoken made the people listening. Niall had to repeat a mantra saying "Fuck my friend, fuck my friend, fuck my friend" over and over again and again.

“He also played The Eagle song. I'm looking for the big boss. that we would hold hands and sing along You just disappeared, I don't know where. If I knew that the three of you had escaped first, I'll come out too. I'd rather spend my senior year with my best friend than with some random girl. You don't think so, do you?"

Niall forced a smile and nodded. He wanted to spend time with Harry too. Even though it's not the same reason as this one. But having to be close to the person you like while having to watch him love someone else...it's both happy. Both are sad at the same time. And he wasn't sure if he was more happy or sad right now.

As soon as he saw Niall nod, the person on the bed smiled widely and rushed to hug him. This is another trait of Harry that is a real problem for him. You're touching me. I'll hug you, I'll kiss you, I'll touch you. And it's not with other people either. Must be with him alone In front of others, he is a cool young man with a straight face. But when I'm with him, I act like a kitten who always comes and purrs like this.

...cat owners like him have a hard time coming to terms with it...

"After it's over, don't leave each other. Let's be friends forever." A deep voice whispered in his ear.

The person being hugged nodded.

...just friends...forever

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day

And all I ever knew, only you

His problem isn't just that he's a flirtatious, loud-mouthed person, but also that he has a face and body that make Harry's heart flutter. But it's everything that a curly-haired boy is.

He realized he was in love with Harry when he was sixteen. And it's not the normal feeling of falling in love that disappears in a moment. But it's something very deep. Until now he still hasn't been able to find a way up. If he were to start, he would have to go back to when he was fourteen. He is still confused as to why he doesn't like girls like his other classmates.

Niall looked at the board and the headmaster who was still rambling nonstop about the new students. But he didn't listen very carefully because he felt like he was about to get sarcastic. Today was the first day of high school where he had to start two years of classes.

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And it was the first time that he and Liam, Louie, and Zayn would not be in the same room. They must be separated according to subjects.

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Selected Normally, the three friends were like a shield to protect him from those who wanted to bully him. Liam is as big as a rugby player. Louie who will find a way to take back those who dare to tease Niall. And Zen, although he is a kind-hearted young man, he has an extremely irritating face and tattoos all over his body that make many people think that the young man with beautiful eyes is a gang member, so no one dares to tease him.

The three of them were considered his bodyguards from childhood to adulthood. Today, it turned out that in the seat that normally had three close friends surrounding him, there was only him left. Won't let him feel stressed. (And a little bit of a lung injury) How can I?

So why is he a target for bullying? We have to start with his accent, which is not like the villagers. His body was smaller than the other children. And finally...a sexual orientation that even he isn't sure about...but it seems like everyone is ready to call him a transvestite.

The sound of dropping a bag and the sound of a chair being dragged from beside him startled Niall out of his reverie. He turned to look at the hero who had chosen to sit next to him. Of course, everyone was united in leaving space around Niall. It's like he's some kind of toxic waste.

And when he saw that the brave person was a new kid Niall was about to open his mouth and warn the curly-haired boy to go sit somewhere else. If you're near him, you'll be teased without even realizing it. But it seems like he's being slow because of Andy. The ringleader of the year and the goalie of the school's football team spoke first.

“Hey Styles, don't sit next to that fagot. You'll get your ass grabbed by him." After saying that, he turned to laugh with a few other male friends. Niall just kept his head down. Waiting for the new kid named Stiles to get up from beside him. But instead of that The dark-haired boy instead just rolled his eyes and muttered softly. before sitting down next to Niall

“Mom, are those retards in every school? I saw it and my feet were itchy."

Niall burst out laughing. The young Irishman had to raise his hand to cover his mouth before the teacher could hear him. He turned to look at the person beside him fully for the first time. The same applies to owners of curly hair. Beautiful green eyes turned to look at him as well. Before the full lips curled into a smile that makes the whole face look bright

"Harry Styles, nice to meet you."

Niall removed his hand from his face and smiled back, "Niall Horan, nice to meet you too."

It was truly surprising that he and Harry chose to take the course.

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All the same, and when he took Harry Get to know Liam, Louie, and Zane during lunch. The five of them were able to talk to each other and quickly became close. To Niall this was the best news in the world. That hollow feeling in the morning has completely disappeared. Well, he has friends now.

It wasn't until that evening that he learned about many more things about Harry. Since the young boy had moved from Holm Sheppel following his mother who had to become a nurse here. He was a football player at his alma mater. and intends to apply to join the football team here as well The only downside to Harry that Niall had was that the doctor wasn't a Derby fan.

He also thought his derby was out of the question. It's like Man U is so good. Shit.

"Alright, I'm home now. Thank you for walking me." Harry stopped at the gate next to his house. It made Niall gasp. He remembered his mother inviting him to greet the new neighbor who had just moved in the weekend before. But he doesn't want to go. And when Mom and Dad invite neighbors to eat at their house.

He went to Liam's house. Practicing music with the band

“Are you my neighbor?” Niall blurted out in shock. As for the person being asked, they only acted confused. Niall chuckled. before pointing at the next fence

"That's my house."

"You mean Maura and Bobby's house," Harry frowned. Niall's smile widened even further.

"That's true, but I prefer calling Maura and Bobby Mom and Dad."

Harry stood still for a moment before bursting into laughter. “You are a careless son who doesn't know how to cook but eats like a giant. Plus, you like to play the guitar and wake up people in the house late at night?"

The person who was smiling suddenly stopped smiling. Mother, mother, burn him until there is nothing left. "Yes, I am your neighbor."

"Nice to meet you, neighbor." Harry gave him a sweet smile and a wink before walking into the house. Leaving him to walk into the house feeling excited to have a new close friend in the house next door like this.

After that, they always walked back and forth to school together. And while getting to know each other, Niall learned many things about Harry that he never knew. For example, the doctor likes indie rock music. And his favorite band is The Beatle. But I agree with him that The Eagle is really cool.

Or that the doctor's voice is really good. Until Niall had to drag Harry to be a singer for the band from time to time. In addition to increasing the number of viewers (Especially the girls who came to scream at this doctor) also allowed the four of them to fully focus on playing music. Don't worry about complaining.

But most importantly Harry was the one who made him realize that there was nothing wrong with him liking men. He remembered that he had to stay late at school that day to finish a history paper. He didn't think carefully that the fact that he was alone was a good target for those pranksters who would come and wait for him as soon as he left the library.

In the end, the person who met Niall was in a soft condition all over. Lying on his stomach in the back of the gym was Harry, who had to stay out of the evening to collect the football team's practice equipment.

"Nai~" Harry rushed over to support him who felt like he was about to pass out. A strong hand scooped him up and helped him, half dragging him until he reached the infirmary. All the way, Harry just gritted his teeth. With a promise to him that Andy's bastards would definitely get their feet pounded by the four of them.

In the end, Harry stayed until he finished dressing his wounds and waited to catch the bus back together. Because of this condition, he probably wouldn't be able to walk back. The curly-haired boy ruffled his hair in displeasure every time he looked at him.

“Damn that bastard. You didn't do anything," Harry grumbled as he plopped into the seat next to him at the bus stop.

Niall just shrugged. "Well, I'm different from everyone else."

Harry turned to stare at him. Sparkling green eyes “Don't think for one second, Niall, that this is your fault. What's wrong is the stupid brains of people like Andy and Ken and James.” Harry called out the names of the people who had hurt him and narrowed his eyes like someone who was planning something.

“But…” Niall bit his lip. He hurt all over. But it was still less than the words they had shouted at him for the ten minutes they had been pounding him. "But I'm really abnormal," his voice commanded irrepressibly. His hands clenched in his lap.

"Nai~" Harry said softly as he moved closer. Another arm came up and wrapped around his shoulder, pulling him against the broad shoulder. Harry still hadn't showered after practice. So his face was completely buried in the other person's sweaty shirt. But he didn't mind anything. Because it was Harry's scent...and it made him feel safe.

“I like men,” Niall finally lifted his head and spoke. Waiting for the other person's eyes to change to disgust as soon as the words left his mouth. But Harry just raised his eyebrows as if to ask him what was going on.

"And what's wrong with that? Niall James Horan," Harry said, using his full name. with a steady look on his face

"Normal boys tend to like girls," Niall replied casually.

“Oh my god, did you grow up in the Stone Age? People are people. Whatever gender you like is normal. If you say that my Uncle George and Uncle Alan are abnormal, I will really stop dating you. Those two are my best uncles. Or Aunt Martha and Aunt Regina who make the most delicious cakes in the world. I can confirm that my aunts and uncles are all normal.

They are a couple who love each other more than any other man and woman couple.”

Niall's eyes widened. Surely he had heard about same-sex couples. But it's probably because he's never met a couple like that in real life. And everyone around him (That's all high school students) acting as if same-sex love is a grave sin. How can I make him feel like this is normal?

“You are you, no matter who you love, who you are will never change. No one in the world has the right to say that your choices are abnormal.” Harry paused for a moment before continuing. “Unless you like kids or something like that. Or anything illegal, or a corpse, or.."

Niall finally laughed. "Not at all. I just like men."

Harry smiled back at the man still in his arms, “Yes, just like guys. It's really not a big deal, right?"

Harry was the first person to know he was gay. And the young man was also the one who held his hand to encourage him on the day he decided to go tell his parents. Of course, they hugged him tightly and said it was no big deal. That night, after his parents were asleep, Niall sneaked up on Harry with hair bleach.

"Blonde," Harry looked at the tears in his hand and frowned. "Are you sure you want to do this color?"

Niall nodded. "I will be who I am. And tomorrow I'll tell everyone Niall. Who really is Horan?”

Harry nodded in understanding. before helping him bleach his hair from brown to the bright blonde he chose to be.

Of course he wasn't in love with Harry then. Well, it took him two years to realize that he was completely in love with this best friend. And the cause? I have to say that my name is Zayn Malik.

"You're not renewing your Sixth Form," Niall said in a high-pitched voice. His hand still squeezed the neck of the guitar tightly. His eyes looked straight at his beautiful, dark-haired best friend in front of him in shock. The four of them came to practice music as usual like every day. Before Zen dropped the bomb that after taking the O-level exam He will not continue his studies and will move to London to pursue his dream of becoming a DJ.

"But we'll be together until we're old. Then..." The blond-haired young man was speechless. He turned to look at Liam. and Louie hoping that the two of them would help convince Zen to change his mind. But they both stood still and returned him with sad smiles.

“You guys...you guys already know?” Niall asked, turning to the pair. It felt like he was being betrayed that he was the last person to know. Liam rushed over to give him a comforting hug, but the boy shook his shoulder and ran away.

“Niall, come on, be reasonable. Zen has to go live its own life,” Liam said quietly. “And we don't mean to shut you out, but…”

"But I knew you'd act like this." Louie interrupted. causing Liam to turn around and look at the drummer fiercely But Louie just rolled his eyes and continued.

“And it's like we'll never meet again. There are also cell phones, Facebook, Twitter, oh so many. Even though Zen doesn't really like to reply to messages. But if you call and pinch him a lot, he'll have to pick it up himself."

"But...you're going to live in London," Niall said softly. He felt like he was about to faint. He can't stay here anymore. The young man immediately put down his guitar and ran out of the practice room. His hands were shaking, his eyes were blurry. The only thing he knew was that he wanted to be alone.

But it seems like there are people who don't know who they don't want to meet. Because in the middle of that night, his window was opened from the outside and the long-legged owner climbed in with his guitar slung over his shoulder.

“Go back, Harry. I don't want to meet anyone.” Niall made a stern sound at the person sneaking up to his bed. But his harsh voice seemed to have no effect as Harry didn't stop. The curly-haired boy placed the guitar case at the end of the bed and climbed onto the bed with him.

"Move it," Harry said, pushing him.

"I'm serious, go away. I don't want to see anyone," Niall insisted firmly. He was in no mood to face anyone.

Harry sighed. "Zain warned me that you would be like this."

Niall immediately turned to look at the other person. "You know this, right?" His voice clearly accuses the other person.

“No, Zen, he just said that last evening he brought your guitar case to the football field. But it was you who warned me,” Harry said, poking his cheek with a finger. "I'll be upset, my cheeks will puff out, I'll make a face and not welcome guests like this. Told me to leave you for a few days before giving you the case.”

Niall felt like tears were about to fall again. Zane, who knew him so well, wouldn't be by his side again. Damn it, London. At least for an hour And how can a student like him have the money and time to go and find it often?

"Hey, Nai," Harry said softly. The deep voice was closer to his ears than ever before. The other's strong embrace gathered him close to his chest and they laid down on the bed together. "Aren't you happy with Zen?"

Niall bit his lip. He knew he should be happy that Zen was going to have the life he wanted. But...but...he misses his friend. He was angry that Zen suddenly seemed to be the only one to jump off the ship, leaving the four of them to face A-level alone.

"I feel like I've been left behind."

Harry sighed. A hand rubbed his back comfortingly. Harry always made him feel calm.

"No one abandons anyone. Nothing is permanent Someday you will have to go too. Someday we will all have to live our own lives.”

Niall was about to open his mouth and scold his best friend for not helping and making him feel even worse. But Harry looked back at him. Sparkling green eyes reflecting the moon outside the window.

“But our friendship will not disappear. Even though Zayn isn't in Manchester, he's still your friend, right?" Harry finished by kissing his hair softly.

Niall nodded and hugged Harry tighter. He understands the concept of parting. But it won't make things any easier. Even if he can meet Zen But it won't be the same. There won't be anyone looking bored at him while he talks about sports for hours. There won't be a kind-hearted person who never buys anything but agrees to go to the mall with them every week.

No one will cry for him. There won't be pretty guys who make girls scream every time they perform. And he probably wouldn't be able to hug Zen as often as he does now.

But what Harry said was the most correct...someday we will have to live our own lives...and someday he probably won't have this warm hug to comfort him. There isn't a person who can tell the worst joke in the world that makes him laugh. There was no deep voice pleading with him. No...no Harry. Style... As soon as he thought that, his whole body went numb.

...How can he stay away from Harry?... Niall asked himself as he looked up at the face of the other man who was hugging him tightly with his eyes closed.

...Just thinking about it makes me hurt...and what hurts the most is his heart.

That was the first moment he realized that he no longer thought of Harry as just a simple close friend.

Sometimes when I think of you name

And it's only a game and I need you

Listen to the words that you say

It's getting harder to stay when I see you

It's not that Harry has never had a girlfriend. Quite the opposite, Harry. Styles is the captain of the school's football team. He's the hottest young man. and change your boyfriend to say he's playing

But that doesn't mean it hurts any less for him every time. It's even the opposite. The more Harry changes his lover, It seemed to reinforce to him that no matter what, Harry would never choose him.

Niall tries to keep an ear out every time Harry talks about his lover. But sometimes it's so hard For example, right now, the final year students are herded together in the main auditorium to listen to the headmaster preach about the future and education. But it seems that what everyone is interested in isn't education, because the only thing people around Niall are talking about is the hot couple Harry and Taylor.

"Hey, are you a good kisser?" A boy in class sitting across from him turned to ask Harry. As for the person being asked, they could only look confused before giving a mysterious smile back.

"Gentlemen don't kiss and go around and tell anyone."

"Hey, come on, Harry. No one has ever kissed Miss Taylor except you. Can't you consider helping other friends?"

Harry still shook his head. Niall now looked up at Liam and Louie and thought it would be better to move in and sit with them than to have to listen to Harry and Taylor's stories. But the dark-haired young man seemed to know what he was thinking about doing. Because suddenly a strong hand grabbed his wrist tightly. Along with a deep voice whispering in my ear that you must never escape to survive alone.

"Well, I don't want to hear about your love story," Niall whispered back. while trying to pull his arm free

"I don't want to talk about it either," Harry replied irritably. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw the headmaster walk in. But maybe it was because he was too relieved that Harry held his hand for the entire hour in the auditorium, never wanting to let go.

Niall looked at the website in front of him carefully. He and Harry had thought about applying to study at the same place.

University of Manchester 

They both didn't want to move far from home. But this was the first time Niall wasn't sure about that decision.

"London?" the young man said softly to himself. As my eyes followed the recruitment details of

UCL (University College London) 

He knew that the score between here and Manchester was not that far apart. And it's still the application deadline.

Niall closed his eyes before taking a slow breath. Then decide to click to fill in the details to apply here as well. He knew that this was not a good solution. But to let him spend time around Harry and then let go of him would be impossible. The only way is for him to go somewhere else. And maybe...maybe he would meet someone who could make his heart beat even more than Harry.

This is gonna take a long time

And I wonder what's mine

Can't take no more

This evening was another day when Harry came to read with him after sports practice. A tall, slender figure lies on his stomach and takes quick notes. He knew that Harry had to master English.

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Because that is what many universities decide on when choosing to admit law students.

“Fuck, Shakespeare, can't you speak human language?” Harry hissed in annoyance. It makes people who are reading biology subjects like him have to raise their eyebrows.

“Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar—“

Niall talks about his best-remembered Shakespeare plays

“But never doubt I love

That shit, I know. But I'm still reading this. I'm not planning to go to the ladies' place.” Harry held up the cover of the book to look at. “Henry the Fifth Mom, I'm talking about war all through the book. I'm going crazy." After saying that, the speaker gave up and spread out on the bed.

“Let's take a break,” Niall couldn't help but suggest. He didn't like seeing Harry pout like that. As soon as he finished speaking, the exhausted person immediately jumped up and smiled so widely that his cheeks dimpled.

Niall just shook his head. But he went to pick up his guitar and sat next to Harry. before turning to ask

“What song do you want to sing?”

The person being asked frowned. “Let you choose.”

As for the person who was given the responsibility, they could only sigh. Fingers slowly run along the six strings. Before you knew it, the chords of the song echoed throughout the room.

“Looking from the window above. It’s like the story of love. Can you hear me” 

His voice sings along with the song. before another person's deep voice added.

“Come back only yesterday. I’m moving farther away. Want you near me” 

Harry sings along before smiling and making eye contact with him When they sing together

“All I needed was the love you gave. All I needed for another day. And all I ever knew only you”

Niall quickly lowered his head. He forced his eyes to follow his own finger instead of accidentally meeting the owner of those dreamy green eyes. Because for him this song comes from the heart more than anything.

As the song ended, Niall looked up after making sure his face wouldn't betray his feelings. But instead there was a smiling face that greeted him. The other person frowned tightly. Harry also looked down at his hands as if he had something on his mind.

“Hash,” Niall quickly put down his guitar and hugged his best friend's shoulder. “What's wrong, Hazza?” he called Harry by a nickname that only Liam normally used. But it makes the young man with the name smile every time. But this time Harry only sighed in response.

"I broke up with Taylor," Harry finally said.

“Hey, are you going to cry? I'll get ice cream and a DVD.

love actually

Come up and comfort me,” Niall hurriedly said, trying to find words of comfort for the person next to him.

“That's the problem. I'm not sad at all, no, I feel completely normal. Actually, I'm relieved to break up with you.”

“You don't like her?” Niall asked, furrowing his brows in uncertainty.

“I like it, I really like it. But...but I don't want to date you. Actually, I don't want to date anyone. Am I about to die of lust?”

Niall rolled his eyes and smacked his forehead again. “They call it stress. You're going to take the exam, right? After this, you can go out and find a new girlfriend yourself.”

But the person whose forehead was smacked just rubbed his head and shook his head. “Just thinking about having to date is exhausting. Sigh, why isn't dating as fun as being with you? How can I find someone like you?”

Harry's words were like cold water being splashed hard into Niall's face. It was painful and numb. The speaker probably didn't think anything of it. But people listen to this. Listening and knowing that the other person was speaking with the thought that... no matter what, I would never date Niall... finding his replacement would be better than dating someone like him...

The blond boy immediately pushed the other person away as soon as he thought that.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Harry asked in shock when he was suddenly pushed to the floor.

“I...I have a headache. Please go back today, Harry.” Niall tried to sound as normal as possible. He told himself to never shake his hands or cry. Someone picked up another person's books that were scattered on the bed and hurriedly handed them to him. Another person received it confusedly. But instead of walking away like he thought

Harry gripped his wrist tightly. before pulling their foreheads together.

"It's not this hot," Harry said softly. Green eyes looked at him with concern. It made him want to yell at the other person to leave sooner.

“Migraine, it's coming on. Get out of here, Harry. I want to sleep and turn off the lights quietly,” the young man pleaded. Hopefully Harry would leave for good because he didn't want to have to dig up any more lies to explain to his best friend.

Harry nodded. But before walking out of the door, she didn't bother turning to look at him again. “Take care of yourself, Niall. I'm worried about you.”

As soon as he heard footsteps walking further away, The owner of the room sat down in the chair in front of the laptop. He's made up his mind...

...even though it hurts But it was like pulling out a wound just once. Then he'll be gone...Niall told himself before opening the email he just received from.

UCL

The university agreed to accept him in advance on the condition that he pass.

A Level

Given

...The young man took a deep breath. Before clicking the button to accept the offer....

Wonder if you'll understand

It's just the touch of your hand

Behind a closed door

“What the heck, if you don't come, I'll drag you from the library myself, Niall. You're stuck at university and you pretend to memorize books, what the hell?" Louie's voice shouted, muffled, like someone starting to get drunk. This caused Niall to lift the phone away from his ear. Tonight he was supposed to go to a dumping party at Liam's house. But because he knew who would be going with him, he avoided going to the library alone to read a book. I think I'll go apologize to Liam tomorrow on Saturday when they have music practice.

“How could you leave me to get drunk with two Liams? That bastard is drunk and he likes to cry,” Louie continued to complain.

“There were ten people going to the party. Without me alone, none of us would die." Niall whispered back. He is still in the library. Even if you desert people But you shouldn't use your voice anyway.

“I know you've been hiding from Harry's spear. You're afraid of Harry. More than your love for me and Liam?" Louie asked in a high-pitched voice. It made Niall want to hang up and let him know. I don't know who is next to that doctor. Oh, what if Harry hears?

“I…” Niall was about to open his mouth to deny again. But another person gave him an ultimatum that made him hurry and sweep all the things into a bag and take them to Liam's house as quickly as possible. Because Louie left the last word before cutting the call.

“In ten minutes if I don't see you. I will tell Harry everything.”

Are you unlucky? Oh my god, it's been closed for a year. The situation will break up because your friend is drunk and talks nonsense? Niall thought to himself while cursing at Louie. That damn thing is really cute when it's good. But being overbearing would give him a headache.

As soon as Liam saw Niall's face The owner laughed loudly. before pointing at the kitchen Let him know where he's busy. The young Irishman narrowed his eyes and walked into the kitchen without hesitation.

“You bastard, I'm here!” Niall shouted into his best friend's ear. and laughed out loud when he saw another person jump in shock until the liquor in his hand spilled.

“Fuck my liquor,” Louie swore, picking up a bottle of whiskey and pouring himself a glass of Coke. Then he made another glass and handed it to Niall. The difference is that the glass that makes him look like Coke is much thinner than whiskey.

“You don't have to act like that. I won't have a chance to get you drunk, you bastard,” Louie said, gesturing for him to raise his glass and drink.

“Tiger-K chose to go to London. If you meet Zen, please tell him, I miss you."

Niall nodded. "You'll take care of Harry for me, too."

The person being asked to make a face. “Your little megalomaniac can take care of himself. And would you like to ask it if it wants someone else to take care of it besides you? When I arrived, I only asked for you. When you're not there, I go and act sad and get drunk in the corner of the room alone. I'm going to tell Liam to come back. The whole atmosphere is ruined.”

Niall sighed. He knew why he was being so unfair to Harry who acted so stubbornly. It's been almost two weeks since the incident happened that day until today. But...but he still couldn't accept seeing this other person's face. The young Irishman raised his glass and drank it all down. before mixing a second glass for himself He was starting to feel some heat.

He might be an Irish guy. But he wasn't a very good drinker.

"Aren't you really going to tell Harry?" Louie asked softly, her blue eyes staring at him intently as if she was trying to get an answer out of him. Until he wanted to ask what the matter was.

...his feelings

...or the story he chose elsewhere.

"That you choose

UCL

no

U of Manchester

Just like I promised.”

“You choose.

U of Manchester

Isn't it?" Niall tried to avoid the topic.

“Don't emphasize it. I'm hesitating here. I'm Liam, my mother, I'm a tiger, I'm choosing.

Durham

I really thought that the two of you would both choose Manchester. Guna studied hard and nearly died before she could take the exam. And leave me with this curly-headed bastard.”

"Harry is quite nice."

Louie pointed at him. “You don't have to use your standards to judge. As for you shit, Harry, you say it smells good. I still remember the first time I visited his house, that bastard walked out and opened the door. I almost died of a heart attack. Your boy is really strange, I told you.”

Niall laughed loudly. He still remembers it well because he himself was there that day. It's not just Louie. Both he and Liam were shocked. But they might just be able to keep their cool better than Louie. Probably because his laughter was loud. It reached someone's ears. Because after a few seconds, a familiar deep voice whispered in his ear.

“Caught it.”

Niall turned around and another man's hand came up to wrap his waist in a hug. He could faintly smell the whiskey on Harry's breath.

“Hey Harry,” Niall smiled. But the other person didn't smile in response. Instead, only a furrowed brow returned to him.

"You've been avoiding me," Harry said slowly. The tone of his voice told him that the other person wasn't as drunk as he thought.

"Why"

Niall sighed and grabbed another gulp of whiskey. If you really want him to answer Probably have to wait for him to get drunker. In fact, being in the same room as Harry Being this close to the person he misses so much. Without hugging him, he would probably be drunk as well. In conclusion, no matter what, tonight he and Whiskey will definitely be close friends.

“Reading a book”

Louie made a choking sound behind him. causing Niall to turn around and glare at the other person

“Liam, come and get it,” Niall shouted on tiptoe over Harry's head. But the loud music that filled the house completely drowned out his voice.

“Oh, the couple will be flirtatious. I can't stay and take advantage of the fortune,” Louie said and walked out on his own. Leaving the two of them alone in the kitchen.

“Uh, don't listen to Louie too much. He likes to say weird things like that,” Niall quickly corrected, but Harry just smiled a little.

“I'm used to being called your lover. I've had it since I started school until now. It's been four years now.”

“But when I say it, I feel very disappointed. You're avoiding me like I'm a creditor. Are we angry at each other?” Harry's voice trembled with uncertainty. causing the other person to hurry and pull the big man into a hug I told you that this is his boy. He's as big as a giant, but he's crying because he's hiding his face. Oh, your father.

“I'm not mad, I've never been mad at you,” Niall whispered into the other's ear. They hugged each other for a long time, as if absorbing the warmth of the other that had disappeared for weeks. Before Louie shows up and drags them both out dancing to disco music. along with adding alcohol non-stop

...That doctor was serious about drugging him... Niall thought as his vision started to blur. He staggered outside to get some air. Because it seems like the later it gets, the more people there are. And in that room there was so much huddling that he, who was already drunk, wanted to vomit.

He walked over and sat at the swimming pool behind the house. It looks like Ban Pen has all the water pumped out. He could only sit with his legs dangling on the edge of the pool, with no water to be seen. But at least he got fresh air. and the stars in the sky are more beautiful to look at than the heads of the people crowded within them.

"Thought I'd run back," Harry said, lowering himself into the seat next to him. Niall looked at the other person and frowned. How come Harry, who initially looked drunker than him, now looks completely sober?

“Because I didn't drink every glass that Louie gave me. And you don't have to look like you're wondering how I know this. You say what you think out loud,” Harry laughed.

“Then I can't keep secrets from you right now,” Niall said slowly. He felt like he shouldn't be thinking or saying anything in this state, but neither his brain nor his body seemed to be following his thoughts.

“Do you have a secret from me, Niall James Horan?” Harry narrowed his eyes and moved closer to him. Harry's warm breath against his cheek and the other's hand on his thigh forced him to close his eyes reluctantly.

“There are a lot of them. There's no need to trick me into asking.” Niall turned and stuck out his tongue at the other person.

"I'm not kidding, I'm asking frankly, why have you been avoiding me for the past week?" Harry said, looking straight into his eyes.

“I feel guilty,” he answered shortly. An answer that made the other person look even more confused than before. It was for the sake of those beautiful eyes that he opened his mouth to speak. “Because I broke my promise,” Niall said softly, looking down at the pool floor. I have to tell Liam to come polish it off, it's already summer.

"What's the matter?" A soft voice asked him softly. With a hand lifting his chin, he raised his face to meet the other person's eyes. Harry must have known he couldn't lie with those eyes. That guy is being dishonest.

“What is the matter?” Harry asked again. When I saw that he didn't answer at all.

“About university, I chose to go.

UCL

I don't know what to tell you,” Niall said, slapping his hand away. Then he lowered his head and looked at the pool floor again. Even though he couldn't see it, he could feel the anger in Harry's eyes.

“Well...you made a promise. Since last year.” Harry's voice clearly said he was angry. That guy was acting dishonest again. How can you be angry at him? How about letting him endure the heartbreak of his love and stay here in Manchester until he dies?

“Nai! Tell me why!” Harry yelled at him. When he finally raised his head, he saw that the other person was not just angry. But the green eyes were filled with tears.

“You left me.”

Niall quickly moved towards the other person. He had to apologize to Harry. He must apologize for being selfish. His hands cupped each other's cheeks. forcing that face to turn and look at him before touching their foreheads together

"I'm sorry, Harry. I'm sorry. Please don't cry."

"Then just say you're joking," Harry's voice shook.

“I'm going to London. Sorry, but I made my choice. I'm sorry, but I have to choose myself before I choose you.”

Green eyes looked at him incomprehensibly through the curtain of tears. So he did the only thing he could do to make Harry understand why he had to be so selfish. Niall held the other man's face down. and pressed their lips together It might not have been a deep kiss because the other person was so shocked that he froze.

But at least his lips stayed long enough for Harry to understand that it wasn't a mistake, that he meant the kiss.

“Because I love you. I've loved you for a long time, Harry. And I can't stand being next to you without being able to have you.” His voice began to shake. His throat constricted, but he forced himself to speak. He wanted the owner of the beautiful eyes in front of him to understand. The sadness will disappear from those eyes.”

I only need four years and then I can come back...come back stronger...and be your friend again...please forgive me, Harry. Can you forgive this friend?”

Harry didn't answer. But push him away. before picking him up Still holding his hand tightly

“Let's go home. You're drunk, Niall. As for me...I have a lot to talk to Liam and Louie about.”

On Saturday morning, he opened his eyes with a headache that felt like his head was about to burst into pieces. along with Liam's scribbled handwriting and two paracetamol pills placed next to his bed, warning him to take them before getting up.

Niall moaned as he reached for his water bottle. Close your eyes and try to remember what exactly happened last night. But the last thing he remembered was Louie laughing into his ear. and handed him a glass of rum.

...After that, he couldn't remember anything anymore....

All I needed was the love you gave

All I needed for another day

And all I ever knew, only you

Niall looked at his phone in surprise. Even if he avoids Harry But the other person will always send him messages. But all this weekend Harry had been silent. No strange messages Black and white pictures sent to him or just

x

that I like to send to him before bed Niall was starting to get worried. But when he saw that Harry's bedroom had good lights on. He was able to relieve his worries. At least Harry wasn't kidnapped.

By the way, the weird person isn't just Harry. But it was both Liam and Louie who couldn't seem to look at him when they had a rehearsal. Niall tried his hardest to remember but he couldn't remember what those two people had done to make him so angry.

"Uh, Harry, have you talked to me yet?" Louie said casually. This is the strangest thing. Normally, those two would never ask about Harry so casually like this. He would only scold him to shut up for talking so much about the curly-haired young man.

“No, probably busy. We have a match on Monday,” Niall said, thinking along with him. It must be like that. As captain of the team, Harry must have been so busy that he didn't have time. But he saw that Liam and Louie exchanged suspicious glances.

Until Monday, he still hadn't seen Harry's shadow. They usually had class together in the morning, but he waited until it was over and didn't see the shadow of the talented team captain's head. He was starting to get worried. Harry wasn't normally one to miss class for no reason like this. Or are you sick? He quickly grabbed his phone and sent a message. Forgetting that he was supposed to be avoiding Harry.

-- Hey, are you okay? --

After a moment his phone vibrated. Niall quickly dodged the teacher and glanced over.

--Are you worried? I'm so happy—

Niall breathed a sigh of relief. Being able to plead like this shows that it's not a big deal. –I just don't want to see you fail the exam. I have to go study. Let's talk—

He didn't check his phone again until lunchtime. And when he turned it on, the first message that popped up was from Harry.

--Come see me compete today, right?—

Niall bit his lip. How should he respond? But he promised Harry a long time ago that he would come to support him. When he had already broken one promise At least he must be able to do this.

--Let's go--

--Can you come early? I reserved a place for you---

The person who received the message must frown. Probably, but why? It wasn't that he didn't want to watch Harry warm up. But watching people who like to do cool things like that doesn't help in the slightest. -Will read a book- Niall tells lies that he always uses as an excuse.

--Lie— Harry replied almost immediately. along with a fierce face emoji

“What's with that big smile?” Louie said, placing an arm on his shoulder. With Liam walking alongside him on the other side.

“Uh, Harry, just surprised to see that guy used an emoji. Where do you usually use it?” Niall said with a smile. Before dropping the phone into his pocket, it was slower than Louie, who snatched it out of his hand and scrolled to read the message he had sent to Harry.

“Hey, privacy matters,” Niall quickly snatched the phone back. He's not angry. Because there are no secrets between them.

“You should go early,” Louie said, looking at Liam. and gave the bassist of the band a strange look.

“Oh, I agree,” Liam said quickly.

“No, just watching Harry play football for ninety minutes makes me mentally unstable. If you look longer than that, you'll probably have a nosebleed.” Niall intended it to be funny. But his two friends were silent. It seemed like the two of them were still busy talking telepathically. Until I don't care what he says.

“Hey guys, if you really want to be an X-Man then stay away from me. I'm going to go eat.” Niall removed Louie's hand and walked slowly into the cafeteria. But soon the heavy footsteps of two close friends rushed after them.

“I want to watch the cheerleaders practice. Let's be friends." Louie said with a big smile. But as soon as the word "cheerleader" came out of another person's mouth, Niall suddenly felt wilted. Forget about seeing the cheerleaders too. Even though Harry isn't dating Taylor anymore. But she will always remind him that even someone like Taylor

Swift still gets dumped easily. A cripple like him shouldn't even hope.

“The three of us should have fun together.” Liam hugged Niall's shoulder as if to encourage him. And then he said that he couldn't put it on Liam's face twice in a row. If it's just Louie, that's enough.

"Alright, let's not abandon each other," Niall grumbled angrily.

And then they finally abandoned him. The young man thought as he walked over to where Harry had said he had kept the three of them, which were seats on the edge of the court. He didn't even see the silhouettes of the two close friends who had promised not to be late. As soon as he sat down, Niall grabbed his phone and wanted to call and scold both of his good friends. But then the sound of music echoed in the field, causing him to stand up in shock.

The football team slowly walked out from under the stands. But I didn't just walk around. They looked like they were dragging something out with them. As the team moved closer, he saw that what the team was dragging was a moving stage. It looked like his two good friends were up there. along with Harry in his racing gear But instead of holding a football Instead, the curly-haired young man held a microphone in his hand.

“Niall James Horan,” a deep voice shouted his name loudly throughout the stadium. This caused the whole school to come to see what was going on. What the hell were those three people doing? He quickly climbed over the fence, intending to stop them before they did something rash that caused him to dig his head into the ground even more. But then Harry started singing along to the music Liam and Louie were playing.

“I give this song to you.”

“Looking from the window above. It’s like a story of love. Can you hear me?”

Harry didn't just cry in vain. The young man jumped off the stage and walked towards him without stopping, singing the words: As for him? He was as still as a rock on the football field.

“Came back only yesterday. You’re moving farther away. Want you near me”

Harry stopped in front of him. Another person's hand gently held his hand up. And it seemed like he wasn't the only one with cold hands. Because the normally calm Harry's hands were equally cold and shaking. The young man gave him a nervous smile before dropping his knees to the grass.

“All I needed was the love you gave. All I needed for another day. And all I ever knew, only you”

As soon as he finished his sentence Harry kissed the back of his hand softly.

“What are you kidding me?” Niall asked, his voice shaking. He tried to pull his hand away, but the other man held him tightly. The music was still softly playing. But Harry had stopped crying. The young man looked at him instead.

“I'm not joking. This is me doing everything for my most important person. The only person I love, forgive me.” Niall felt his blood stop when he heard that. He must be dreaming. Someone please wake him up.

“I'm sorry I don't know your feelings. And I'm sorry it took me this long to realize how much I love you. I love you who loves the same band as me. You who laugh at my stupid jokes You're the person who makes me laugh every time I'm around. You who have eyes that make my heart flutter

And you have lips that I don't want to touch just once in my life.”

Harry slowly stood up. His eyes looked straight at him. He had never seen Harry like this. The young man in front of him was never nervous. Harry had never been afraid... and was it him that made Harry like this?... Niall felt like his chest was tight. And he did the only thing he knew when his chest felt tight and his eyes burned like this.

...That was pulling Harry into a hug...

"You haven't given up yet, have you?" A deep voice whispered in his ear. Making Niall look up and laugh through tears.

“Is this Liam and Louie’s plan?”

Harry shrugged. “And did it work?”

The blond grabbed the other man by the neck and kissed his lips, “It works, but I really will kill those two. Damn it, I had to have my first kiss with you with the whole school watching.”

Harry laughed before kissing him again. “The second time is different. The first time is Friday. Which you completely forgot."

“Then I need to refresh my memory,” Niall muttered before opening his lips to snatch the sweetness from the other person's mouth. When he parted his lips again Harry smiled at him and gathered him into a tight hug.

“I applied.

UCL

Well, even though I didn't get it in advance like you did. And no matter how high the score is, I will definitely follow you. I won't let the London boys take my girlfriend away."

Only you

“Harry, run, run,” Niall urged the man next to him. The doctor's legs were longer than him. Plus, he's an athlete, so why is he able to walk so slowly?

“Why do we have to run on the first day of class?” Harry muttered. causing the person walking in front to turn around and make green eyes at them

“And who can't sleep and wake up? It takes time to wake up until we wake up,” Niall scolded back. They were roommates.

UCL

I don't know if it was good luck or bad, but Anne entrusted Niall with helping Harry finish his studies. So he had the duty of dragging this late-awake young man out of bed this morning. Which I would like to say is the most amazing elephant event.

“I told you to kiss me and wake me up. If you kiss me, I'll wake up immediately,” Harry said, wagging his eyebrows. It indicates that he doesn't mean just the whole body is awake. But there was a specific part that was awakened by his kiss.

“Harry Styles!” Niall shouted, blushing brightly but laughing, before grabbing another man's hand and running off to class together.

The End  

Note:

Scream fic

One Direction

Dressed myself for the first time Let me tell you that the wedding was very fun.

plot

is

high school

So we don't have to search for a lot of information. (Really, I'm lazy too.) All I need to find is about the British education system, which is...confusing -_-" If anyone uses this system and reads it and feels like I wrote something crazy, please warn me.

After reading it, if you like it or not, feel free to leave a comment. Right now, there are about two good day fics that I'm writing. One story is

AU

Another story is

Future fic

It's hard to find information on both of them -_-" which makes me write very slowly. But writing today is fun. Normally, I'm used to strange things like space, aliens (

Star Trek)

Superhuman power (

Marvel)

Various magic (

GOT, HP)

But after a day, everyone is a normal human being.

See you next time. Hello.