Expect The Unexpected

“Niall Horan, get your arse out here!” Harry called feeling rather annoyed, but still slightly amused.

“Coming!” Niall shouted through the bathroom door.

“Are you still in the toilet?” Harry asked feeling his amusement grow and his annoyance shrink. This was going to be fun.

“Yes, now shut your big fat gob! I’d like some privacy!”

“Quit frigging or whatever you’re doing in there and come on out we’re going to be late for our show!”

“What show?”

“Jeremy Kyle! Now stop frigging, you’ll go blind!” Harry shouted, chuckling quietly to himself.

“Leave me the bloody h*** alone, Harry Edward Styles! For all you know I’m in here ordering you a present! But if you don’t leave me alone I’ll cancel your order!” Niall shouted back at the gowel, his cheeks flushed as red as his hand towels.

He had another unpleasant dream. It was of Liam again, but this time it was different. At first he was with Katharine in the Irish Pun, they were playing Niall’s favourite drinking game until Katharine scooted closer and whispered in his ear, “I know your secret, Nially.”

She was all over him in an instant, but instead of enjoying it Niall worried about what she meant by “his secret.” It scared him, he was almost positive he knew what she was referring to, but it was just a misunderstanding. He was just coming down with something that was making him act funny. After he convinced himself of that he began to enjoy it. Really, really, really enjoy it.

That is until she whispered, “I know your secret, Nially,” again into his ear.

Liam walked through the door just in time to hear what Katharine had said and his face crumpled. “Niall,why? I thought you cared for me? I thought what we had was a budding romance instead of just a silly bromance. I thought I was the only one you liked to call you Nially. I thought it was my special name for you. Why are you doing this to me, what can I even call you now? Mr. Horan?”

Niall woke up feeling more frustrated and lone than ever. And by frustrated, well, it wasn’t just emotionally. That’s what brought him to the bathroom being harassed by Harry while trying to give the old ferret a spank. Niall sort of half laugh to himself at the unfortunate irony. Katharine might’ve fuelled his little problem, but thoughts of Liam were what was helping him take care of it. He couldn’t control how fast and hard the thoughts were hitting him. His smile, his perfect white teeth, his eyes, his nose, his hair, his big shaggy eyebrows, all that made Niall’s stomach flutter and muscles tighten. Finally, sweet relief flooded the atmosphere.

Niall flushed and washed up. “I’m done, Harry! Now what is so bloody important?” Niall shouted walking out of the bathroom and into the living room.

“Katharine is here,” Harry informed the shocked blond with a little smirk. Niall had played into it perfectly.

“How was the online shopping?” Katharine asked, her lip twitching into a smile.

The hinges in Niall’s jaw must’ve broken because his mouth flopped open like a dope. He was so embarrassed seeing Katharine so soon after that dream. All he could muster up was a half grin and said, “Oh, it was going swell until Harry started acting the maggot like a wanker, I decided to get you something instead.”

Katharine smiled at the silky smooth blond across from her. “What is it?”

Niall was thoughtful for a moment and then replied, “Well, if I told you now, it wouldn’t be a surprise when you got it, now would it?”

“Oh, touché,” Katharine retorted at the same time Harry grimaced.

“Oh, pahleese!”

Niall gave Harry a dirty look and snapped, “What are you even doing here anyway? Who let you in?”

“Ouch. I could leave if you wanted,” Katharine said grabbing her bag.

Niall gave Katharine a look. “You know I was talking to that wank for brains over there and not you.”

She cracked a grin. “I had a feeling.”

“You know we all gather in your apartment. I was on my way in when I saw Kat walking up. I let her in and decided to keep her company while you were in the bathroom shopping.”

Niall rolled his yes. “Thanks a lot. You can go now. I’m sure Katharine didn’t come to my apartment to see you!”

“Actually, I come on behalf of Charlie. She got hung up at work, but wanted me to come on and tell you all anyway,” Katharine said straightening up in her seat.

“Tell us what about Charlie?” Liam asked shutting the door behind him. “Is she okay?”

“Oh, yeah, of course. Her aunt and uncle owns Alexandria’s Palace and they agreed to shut the place down for us to skate by ourselves for a day.”

“That sounds great! I love skating!” Niall said sincerely. His first serious girlfriend used to take him all the time. Their first kiss was on the ice, actually.

“I’d love to!” Liam cheered. He was mostly excited to spend the day with Charlie; he didn’t care what they were doing.

“Can the rest of us bring our girls,” Harry whined. “You gals are great, but it gets boring going on a date with your friends and being the third wheel.”

Without giving it any thought Liam and Niall both shot daggers at Harry, causing Katharine to laugh.

“Looks like to me like you are getting a taste of your own medicine. But that’s Liam and Niall’s call. Anyway I’ve got to get going,” Katharine told them standing up and throwing her bag over her shoulder.

“You’re leaving so soon?” Niall asked slightly disappointed.

“I’ll see you Saturday at ten am. Buh bye,” she said shutting the door behind her and smiling to herself. She couldn’t believe that Niall had agreed to go, without Liam pushing him into it, and he even seemed excited. He was so hot and cold with her all the time. She never had an idea of what he was going to do next.

“So, Nially, it looks like you and Kat are really hitting it off,” Liam commented thoughtfully. He wasn’t sure he bought it, Niall was acting off.

Niall was instantly sucked back to his dream. He sure hoped that Liam wasn’t onto his secret. But it didn’t seem like when he called him Nially it was a term of endearment. Don’t be silly you ignorant gowl. It’s just a nickname for a friend, nothing more.

“Yeah, she’s nice.”

“You were frigging in there weren’t you! Over her, you, manky thing, you!” Harry scolded, jumping up and pointing a finger at Niall, laughing all the while.

“Now, Harry, not everyone frigs as much as you. It’s sad really, because poor Jenna probably never gets her end coz of it,” Liam burned, stepping brilliantly to Niall’s aid.

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