Shiver(narry)(Boyxboy)

"Liam, my man! Hit me up!" I screamed across the bar, nearly falling off my stool as I did so.
To this I started laughing hysterically, earning a few looks from the people around me. I didn't care though, I wanted another drink!
"Harry, I'm sorry but I'm cutting you off. We don't want a repeat of last month now do we?"
Liam wiped at a glass, arching an eyebrow at me as I just continued to giggle.
"What happened last month again? I can't remember!"
"You got rushed to the hospital, and I know your mum will have my head if I let it happen
again."
"Mummy doesn't have to know Li! She doesn't even know I'm here, told her I was going to
London for the week. She believed me! Or at least I think she did... Mummy has one of those
voices that you can't tell if she's sarcastic or not."
"Well either way your mummy isn't going to be very happy with me, even if I am your
cousin."
"Cousin... You're my cousin?! Since when?" I looked at Liam with wide eyes, there was no
way we were related... He didn't have green eyes!
"Since always? Seriously Harry, we go through this every time you come here..."
"I think you're lying to me."
"I think you're drunk off your ass."
"Rude."
"I'm calling your mum."
"No! She'll kill me." I pouted, looking at my so called "cousin", there was no way in hell this
guy was my cousin. Although... He did look a lot like my cousin Liam.
"Well I can't have you acting like a raving maniac, is there anyone who would be willing
enough to pick you up?"
"Slut dresser might."
"Slut dresser?"
"Mhm, he dresses like a slut, but gets offended when I point it out.""Who exactly is this... Slut dresser?"
"Isn't it obvious creepy bartender man who reminds me of my cousin Liam... It's Niall Horan.
In fact I think I saw him earlier... He was with some weird raven kid... He wasn't dressed like a slut though... His friend... Niall was. Niall always dresses like a slut, yet he called me a slut the other day... What a douche. Hey bartender man, knock knock!" The bartender just rolled his eyes at me, putting down the glass he was cleaning before looking right at me.
"Who's there?"
"The chicken!"
"The chicken who?"
"Fuck, I messed up. Can I try that again bartender man?"
"Harry..."
"Why'd the chicken cross the road?"
"Harry, seriously..."
"To get to the idiot's house. Knock knock."
"Harry, you need to cut this out."
"No! You're supposed to say who's there." I glared at him, crossing my arms giving a little huff as I did so.
"Fine.. Who's there?"
"The chicken!" I busted into a new fit of giggles, actually succeeding in falling off the bar stool this time. I didn't care though, still finding myself hilarious.
"Harry?" I opened my eyes, which I had closed during my excessive laughing to see Niall
looking down at me with a frown.
"SIut dresser! I've missed you!" I squealed, jumping off the ground and pulling him into a hug.
He stiffened in my grip almost instantly, but I didn't care. I didn't care about anything! "Let go of me Harry..."
"But you're so fun to touch! I like touching you Niall, it's like.... fireworks? Is that those thingys that explode in the night sky with the bright lights?" Niall didn't answer me, instead he was trying to push me off him. The bartender just gave Niall a sympathetic look, to which Niall just sighed at.
"You must be Niall... I'm Liam, this idiot's cousin."
"Liam?! You've been here the entire time?!" I screeched, letting go of Niall to latch onto Liam.
"I love you Leeyum. I've missed you so much! You never visit me or mummy anymore is it
because I killed your turtle? You really should let that go! It was nearly ten years ago." I
huffed, letting go of Liam for a moment to give him a stern look.
"Is he always like this? I mean I've only talked to him a few times... and it's interesting."
"He's only like this when he's drunk really... Sometimes when he's nervous he'll ramble,
mostly about his cat though. Harry's just a happy drunk, and a bit clingy... To be honest
though I'm surprised he hasn't gone off with someone yet... He's been rambling about you on and off though, so maybe that's why."
"Leeyum, you weren't supposed to tell him! That was our dirty little secret, remember? Now
I'm mad at you, and I meant to kill your turtle."
"Oh..."
"Yeah, but if you could do me a favor and take him for me? I can't leave the bar cause
someone has to watch this place and Harry refuses to let me call his mum... You're his
neighbor right?"
"Uh yeah... I mean sure.... I can take him home."
"Li, I don't wanna go home with Niall! He dresses like a slut, I don't want him to steal my
innocence!" I held onto Liam's arm, desperate for him to see the mistake he was about to
make.
"What innocence Harry? You're about as innocent as the devil himself, you'll be just fine."
Liam pried me off, sending me off with a smile and wave. Niall ended up grabbing my hand as he led me out of the building.
"I don't feel so great." I whispered, the sudden urge to vomit coming over me. Niall must not of heard me, or he chose to ignore me.
It wasn't my fault that I puked on his shoes.
Really he should've gotten out of the way.
Silly little slut dresser.

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