Warnings: Smut in later chapters, slight violence and a shit ton of fluff and feelings may occur.
Niall Horan-Payne is tormented daily by the person who he most loves, Zayn Malik. Bullied for being gay, as a result of his brother’s girlfriend’s big mouth. He has no friends, other then his brother in their community who are all disgusted by the gay lifestyle. But Niall’s life changes when a new boy, Harry Styles, moves in to the flat near his and his brother, Liam Payne’s. Not only does Niall’s life change but so does everyone’s around him. And finally, someone believes in Niall.—
“Why do I have to carry all the food?” Liam asked me as we walked to my car.
“Cause you’re the strongest out of the two of us.” I laughed as we slid in.
I drove down the street towards Liam and Niall’s flat. I was still slightly worried about Niall. He got suddenly fine. That’s not normal for Niall. But at least he’s happy right? Hope he didn’t get the beer again. That was a bad night for Liam and I and a painful morning for Niall’s head.
When we pulled up to the apartments and walked up to the second floor. While we were walking up the stairs, we ran into a younger boy with a head of brown curls and had green eyes.
“Oh sorry.” He said walking by with a large empty box of trash.
“It’s ok.” Liam said as he walked shyly by us.
“Looks like you got some new neighbours.” I smiled.
“He looks about Niall’s age.” Liam said as we reached the floor.
“Don’t play match maker Li.” I said as I pulled out my keys. Yes. I had a key, I kinda lived there too.
“Niall!” We yelled as we walked in.
Niall ran out from his room and smiled at the food. He was such a kid sometimes.
“Nandos?” He asked childlike.
“Yes.” Liam laughed, “how you doing?”
“Fine.” He said opening one of the bags of food.
“We have new neighbours.” I said as we are.
Niall’s head snapped up as I spoke the words.
“Really?” He asked.
“Yeah. We met one a boy about your age. Curly hair. Really curly hair.” I laughed.
“Cute?” Niall quietly asked.
“I guess so yeah.” I said.
“That’s nice.” He smiled as he blushed deeply.
I smiled to myself. Maybe he already met the new neighbour.
When Louis mentioned the new neighbour, I almost spit out my food. They met Harry? The one I was talking to through the wall?
“You’re blushing.” Liam told me.
“No.” I said, even though I knew I was.
“Have you met the new boy, Niall?” Louis asked me.
“No.” I said. Not officially.
“Why are you so blushed?” Liam asked me.
“I don’t know.” I lied.
I picked up another piece of chicken and ate, showing I didn’t want to talk.
“Zayn left with a red slip today.” Louis said after a few moments of silence.
Suddenly my heart stopped and I snapped my head up.
“No, no, no!” I said getting louder, standing up and heading towards the front door.
“Niall calm down!” Liam said as he tried to hold me back.
“He’s gonna kill me!” I cried before running out the door.
I ran down the fights of stairs, just wanting to get away. I could hardly see in front of me with the tears being so much. I didn’t even see someone walking up the stairs in front of me, and I ended up knocking us both back to the bottom.
“I’m…..sorry.” I said inbetween sobs, I hurried up but before I could run again, the person I had run into said something.
“Niall?” They asked. I recognised that voice.
I turned around, pushing some of the tears out of my eyes so I could see and what I did see was amazing.
Brown curls all over his head, green eyes that made his so handsome. He had on a black tank top and dark blue skinny jeans. He looked at me with the eyes of concern.
“Harry?” I asked, the tears still falling.
“Are you ok?” He asked rushing over to me.
“I’m the one who pushed you down the stairs.” I started.
“No. Not that. Why are you crying?” He asked standing in front of me.
“It’s no big deal.” I told him, looking at the ground.
“What is it?” He asked.
“Nothing.” I said, “so you’re Harry from the wall?”
“Yeah. And you’re Niall.” He said.
“Yeah. Sorry about the crying and stuff.” I said sitting down against the building wall.
“I don’t care. I’m used to it.” He said and smiled sadly.
He walked over and sat down next to me.
“You’re used to crying?” I asked.
“Yeah. It’s a long story.” He said, the sad smile still on his face.
“So is mine.” I said, matching his sad smile.
He looked at me and through those green eyes I saw a lost boy. Like me. But not in the same way as me.
“So you go to Walster high school?” Harry asked me after some silence.
“Yeah. Freshmen.” I answered.
“What did you mean you already are showing me around?” He asked.
“You’ll have to see tomorrow” I smiled.
Niall was amazing. His blonde hair with brown roots. Bright blue eyes. A smile with braces. And a body that just kills you.
“You’ll have to see tomorrow.” He told me smiling.
“Niall!” Someone yelled front the front door of the building.
“Liam.” Niall sighed.
The boy saw us and walked over, another boy following him. The two guys I had seen earlier on the stairs.
“Who’s that?” I asked Niall.
“My step brother and his friend.” He whispered.
“Niall? Are you ok?” The taller of the two asked.
“Yeah Liam. In fine.” Niall said.
“Who’s this, Niall?” The other guy asked.
“This is Harry. Our new neighbour, Louis.” Niall said smiling at me.
“Hey.” I smiled at them.
“He’s starting at the high school tomorrow.” Niall added.
“You found this all out in a few minutes?” Louis asked.
“Yeah.” I answered for Niall.
Niall turned to me and shinned his smile at me.
“Well, Harry would you like to come over?” Liam asked me.
“I don’t know. Have to unpack. I’ll ask.” I said to the older boys before turning to Niall, “want to come with me? You can tell me what I need for classes tomorrow.”
“Sure.” He said shyly.
I stood up and helped him up, the guy I just met and had already called amazing.
“We will see you inside.” Louis said as they walked inside.
“They are kinda…” I started.
“Werid?” Niall finished.
“They’re my only friends.” Niall said sadly, I looked at him. He had tears forming in his eyes again.
“Can I be your friend?” I asked him.
“Yeah. If you want to.” He sniffled, “no one ever does.”
“I do.” I said.
He turned to me and smiled. The tears drying up in his eyes.
“Thanks Harry.” He said.
“Call me Haz.” I said.
“Alright, Haz.” He laughed.
God. I want to hear his laugh all day.
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