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"I'm...bi..." Harry confessed, watching Niall's face as he waited for a reaction. "And I um..I prefer guys over girls though...and...well, I like someone that you know...someone that you're very close with. He's Irish and he has blonde hair and these amazing ocean blue eyes and...he's a bit pale and he loves his food.."

"I know I'm drunk." Harry said with a nod to himself. "But yes, I'm completely serious. I'm probably only telling you because I'm drunk though. It was supposed to be a secret but...whatever. You were probably going to find out sooner or later, right?"

Harry glanced over at Niall, tilting his head slowly, his curls falling in his face. He ordered just another beer, and sipped it as it was handed it to him. He was still determined to completely and utterly wasted. "Mm...so what 'bout the boys? What've they been up to?"

Harry sighed, glancing away from Niall slightly. "Because....I like to drink?" He tried, though he wasn't exactly the best actor, especially when he was drunk. His completely emotionless face fell into a slightly pained, and hurt expression at the question. Quickly, he turned his head away to stare up at the ceiling. "Yeah..I just like meh drinks."

Harry's face was hard, until he heard the word 'love' slip from Niall's mouth. His face softened a bit as he turned his gaze at him, but then it hardened again. He just...he didn't want to tell him. It was painful for him to remember...to even just tell, and he hadn't told anyone about it. "It's just...when I was on vacation I...erg, nevermind." He mumbled, his hands curling into tight fists. "It's just nothing. Give meh my beer back. I was drinking that.."

Harry sighed and looked at his beer for a moment, suddenly not really wanting to drink it as much. He got his feet, and stumbled out of the bar quickly, his beer still held tightly in his hand. He'd drink it later. He kept his head down, until he dumped into one of his old friends, who had left him because of his sexuality. He winced as Will narrowed his eyes. "Watch where you're going, faggot!" He snapped. Harry shrank back, giving a timid nod as Will kneed him right in the stomach, and he bent over in pain.

Will huffed and jumped back from Niall, wincing at the feeling as he forced his hair out of Niall's hand. He had nothing against Niall as of yet, so he just whispered something into Harry's ear before he ran off.

Harry winced at what Will had to say, and he held his stomach where Will had kneed him. That was another reason why he drank so much. He couldn't take the pain of it anymore. He glanced up at Niall an sighed as he straightened up. "Sorry you had to see that." He whimpered.

"He just… told me I'm a worthless fag and I should… to out it simply, I should kill myself." Harry shrugged his shoulders, trying to brush it off as nothing. He leaned against the wall of the building behind him and glanced down at his beer. Half of it had spilled into the groud, so he just drank the rest wuick oh and thre the bottle away into the nearby dumpsters. "I'm fine Ni. I just… I need to get home."
He slurred.

Harry smiled weakly and a bit drunkenly. He leaned forward a bit more. "I'll try not to listen what he says." He whispered softly. He gently brushed his lips against Niall's. as soon as he did he pulled back and winced. He hadnt meant to done that… thigh he had liked it. He just wanted to properly kiss Niall. He had for so long. "I love y-you too." He whispered, glancing down at his feet.

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, but then fluttered close ws he kissed Niall back. The Irish boys lips tasted fairly of alcohol, but Harry knew he was probabaly worse. He wrapped his arms around him and held him close, savoring the feeling of Niall's lips on his own. He had never felt so good just kissing someone before.

"Same here. Every time I see you I fall a little more for you. I love you Niall. I always have and people don't like that. That… that's why I started drinking so much. They bully me because of my sexuality, but I don't care. It's all worth it if it means I can be with you." Harry whispered, kissing Niall's cheek gently.

"Glad you think so." Harrybwhispered softly as he gazed over at him, a small sigh of content sounding from him. "But I always thought you were the amazing one, Niall."

"You won't." Harry whispered back, as his breath came puffing from his parted lips once more. "I won't leave you. I love you, I couldn't stand to leave." He gaze softened as he stared at Niall, his gently brushing away his hair from his eyes. "I'm more worried about you leaving me. I'm bound to do something stupid enough to scare you away."

"Not even if I…murdered someone?" Harry questioned, raising an eyebrow. Of course had hadn't, and he wasn't planing on killing anyone anytime soon, but he just wanted to see Niall's reaction to that one. He stared into Niall's beautiful ocean blue eyes, a soft sigh of content coming from his lips.

"Ahh that's a relief. Then you may help me hide the body then!" Harry said jokingly, though he tried to keep his face completely serious as he stared at Niall. "But we have to be quiet about it. Can't have anyone finding out about it right?"

(Sorry I haven't posted in so long. Recap?)

Alright! I'll reply later, I gotta go!

(Haha, thanks. cx)

Zayn had just woken up and trudged out of his room sleepily. He had pajama bottoms on but no shirt, as he was too tired and lazy to even think about slipping into one. He rubbed his eye sleepily, his raven hair done for once, instead of laying it's usual mess on his head (as it had been lately.) His dark brown eyes flickered over to the two boys on the couch, and he headed over to the loveseat, and fell into it, his sleep remained on his features.

Zayn mumbled a response under his breath, though the words came out of his mouth sluggishly and his words were slurred with sleep, not to mention that he had spoken so quietly that it was hardly audible. He closed his eyes as he rested them, his head resting against the loveseat as he let out a small sigh from his parted lips.

Zayn opened his eyes a crack as he stared over at Harry, a small, sleepy smile formed on his lips. "How are you?" He asked sleepily, as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.