More than this : Narry Fanfic Chapter one

I huffed, throwing myself in the car and slamming the door behind me. Why am I annoyed you ask? Well it started at the tour, yes tour. I'm Niall Horan from One Direction. We were all on the stage, answering questions that fans had tweeted to us. It was Zayn's turn to choose a tweet and one caught his eye.

"Is Larry and Niam real? I love them both!" Zayn read. Louis and Harry instantly went to each other and Harry slung his arm around Louis, the crowd went crazy! Suddenly I felt something around my waist. Liam. The crowd went crazy once again. I can't quite remember what happened for the rest of that concert, all I could think about was Larry and Niam. Larry and Niam should die, why was it always them two ships all the time?! Don't get me wrong, I love Liam, but not in that way. However, I did like someone else. Harry. That is what annoyed me the most. Their bromance was better than mine and Liam's anyway, but Louis and Liam both had girlfriends, so why can't they give Narry a chance?

"Larry and Niam should die?" I heard, I groaned rubbing my eyes.

"What?" I moaned, I must of fallen asleep.

"You said Larry and Niam should die, what was that all about?" The voice said again, I opened my eyes to see four confused faces looking at me.

"He must have been sleep talking again" Zayn said.

"Sleep talking? I sleep talk?" I said panicking, I never knew that! Liam nodded sheepishly, well yeah, he would know, we always share rooms when we go to hotels and such, because of our 'Bromance'.

"So you want Larry and Niam to die, ayy Niall?'' Harry asked with a cheeky grin on his face. "And what do you mean by Narry?" he continued, his grin growing wider. Narry?! Did I say that out loud?! Oh no, they are going to all find out! I fidgeted around in my seat not sure what to do with myself.

"You alright mate? You seem abit restless, and you haven't said alot." Liam said putting his arm around me. I nodded.

"I just need the toilet" I lied. Well I did kind of need to go to the bathroom, but it wa because I feel sick from the topic of the conversation. Harry can't find out that I like him, neither can the other boys for that matter.

"Well that's okay, we're here now!" Liam said glancing out the window at the hotel we were staying in. I jumped out of the car as it stopped, and ran as fast as I could to the hotel entrance.

"Maybe he jealous of Larry." I heard Louis say, and the funny thing was, he was right, I am jealous of Larry.

"Maybe give Narry a go?" Zayn said, I didn't hear Harry's reply. I'm not sure I wanted to. I ran into my room slamming the door and bolting it. I couldn't deal with visitors right now, I needed to clear my head. Of cause that would never happen, I heard a knock at the door. I didn't reply, I wasn't in the mood. Whoever it was they knocked again, louder this time.

"Niall let me in!" It was Harry. I sighed and heaved myself off the bed to unlock the door. I let Harry in and he shut the door behind him, I bolted the door again just incase there was anymore visitors. Harry gave me a confused look but I ignored it.

"So what was that about Narry earlier?" He asked. Oh crap, I can't do this. I remained silent, but that just made him more curious.

"Niall?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly. I sighed.

"Hmm?" I mumbled, sitting down on my bed looking down at my hands on my lap. I could hear Harry coming towards me. He sat down beside me and put his arm around my shoulders, I shivered at the contact, and snuggled slightly into his chest, he ran his hand through my hair. I could sit there all day like this.

"I really do like you, Niall." He said almost at a whisper, breaking the silence. I froze. Did he really say that?! I must be dreaming again. He would never say that..

"Niall!" He said causing me to break from my thoughts. "Why won't you talk to me?" He exclaimed, sounding quite sad and hurt.

"I like you too..it's just that you don't like me the way I like you..." I said mentally punching myself for saying that. Hes gonna hate me now! I glanced up at him, to see his gorgeous green eyes staring at me. Gorgeous eyes? Did I just describe one of my best mates, who was a boy, with the word gorgeous?! I did. Why was this so difficult?! Suddenly he lifted my chin towards his face, locking his eyes with mine. Our faces came closer, and closer, soon our noses were touching, my breathing got heavier. What was he doing?! My thoughts were stopped when his lips met mine.