One Shots

Teenage Direction {au}

             Niall Horan was a band geek, he loved playing every type of instrument he can. His favourite place to be was music class, learning every string instrument – which was his main choice. He preferred guitar though, but he did play some violin, bass, and cello. He had four best friends. Louis was the class clown, and the oldest among the group. Zayn was the artist, and he was the second oldest. Liam was the jock, and he was only a few weeks older than Niall. Harry was the youngest, but he was class president.

            Louis was a complete jokester, and loved pulling pranks on students – even teachers occasionally. That is why he was held back a grade, he pulled too many pranks, and was held back a year. Liam was a jock, and it made no sense why he was friends with them. Liam was sensible though, compared to the rude jocks. Liam was bullied, and that is why he became a jock. He wanted to show the ones who were bullied that being bullied by jocks are not always what happens. Zayn was quiet, and usually slept in on school days – and weekends. He enjoyed art class, and always had, since watching cartoons when he was young. Harry was the class president, and was the one who looked forward to speaking in front of the school – or just the class.

            Niall would never tell anyone, but when Harry talked, he got butterflies. Something that stayed hidden was that Niall liked Harry; the boys knew he liked boys – just not specifically Harry.

            “Today, I am glad to announce that our talent show is next week. For anyone who wants to sing, dance, play an instrument, and whatsoever, may sign up at the front office. All you have to do is sign your name and what you will be doing…” Harry said, and that is all that Niall paid attention to. After that, he just looked at Harry as he spoke, seeing his lips move, but not hearing what he was saying. “That is all, thank you, students of Churchill Secondary.” Harry smiled before walking from the podium. Niall clapped, along with the other 500, or so, students.

            “Lad,” Louis whispered, “Are you okay?” Louis asked Niall. “Hmm, why?” Niall asked, still clapping. “Because you stared at Harry during his speech.” Louis said. “Oh,” Niall blushed, “I uh, he uh, it was interesting.” Niall said, still blushing. “Niall, it was not interesting, it was quite boring. I mean, who gives a shit about getting a new chef.” Louis said, rolling his eyes. Niall sighed; he did not know they were getting a new chef. “A new chef?” Niall asked. “Yeah, a new chef, geez Niall, you really didn’t pay attention.” Louis laughed. “Okay, I have a crush on Harry.” Niall said, surrendering his lies.

            Niall spent four years sealing his secret crush on Harry, even though Harry was younger than him, Harry was in their grade. Niall never asked why, but he just assumes Harry is really smart, and that is why they’re in the same grade. It didn’t matter; Niall loved Harry’s curls, Harry’s green eyes, Harry’s tall figure, Harry’s smile, and Harry’s dimples.

            “Niall?” Louis asked. “Hmm?” Niall hummed. “You were sitting there, just staring off into a happy space…or something.” Louis said. “Oh, sorry Lou. I was thinking about…yeah.” Niall said, trailing off his sentence. “Were you thinking dirty thoughts about…Harry?” Louis joked, wiggling his eyebrows.

            “Thinking about whom?” Harry asked, coming up to Louis and Niall, who were the only two sitting in that area. “No one…” Niall stuttered. “Oh no Niall, it was about–,” Louis was about to say before Niall slapped a hand over his mouth. “It was about– ew, Lou, did you lick me?” Niall said, while wiping his hand on Louis’ shirt. “Okay… So, Nialler, are you signing up for the talent show?” Harry asked. Niall hated when people called him Nialler, but when Harry said it, it sounded dreamy. “I might, why?” Niall asked. “Because, your voice is beautiful – especially acoustic.” Harry stated. “Wait, you’ve heard me, acoustically?” Niall asked. “Yeah, I’m class president; I’m allowed access to videos in the school. Including the music room.” Harry said, smirking a little. “Oh…” Niall said, blushing a little. “Yeah, I hope to see you perform, mate.” Harry said, before walking away.