#side:lilo

The first time they meet, they hate each other. Or, Harry hates Niall. The second time they meet, Niall doesn't remember Harry. He says he did. The third time they meet, they become friends. They're friends for a long time. And then they're not. And then they fall in love.

Or a When Harry Met Sally au

"That's, it's a winter wonderland Niall." Harry whispers, disbelief clear in his voice as he presses closer to the window. "So fucking pretty."

"Get you kit on, you can borrow me other pair of boots by the door." Niall orders, strong hands pushing him away from the window and to the hallway, "We have to get there first, untouched snow is always the best!"

in which Niall loves a white Christmas, and Harry's never seen snow before.

“So I’ve been thinking,” Harry says, standing in the doorway of their bedroom as he brushes his teeth, sloshing the brush messily over molars. His mouth is full and slick with toothpaste, and only years of living with him allows Niall to understand him. “I…” …He clears his throat uncertainly before working up the courage to ask the question on his mind. “Maybe it’s time to think about kids?”

“Gotcha. Have you been working out? That cheek felt a lot more toned than usual.” Harry muses and Niall knows is the thing, he knows Harry’s only teasing but a shiver still runs down his spine because Harry could feel his clenched arse from his dirty thoughts.

“No money or time for that mate, I’m a student remember. Reckon I have our ridiculously cheap dorm building to thank for never getting ‘round to fixing the elevators.” Niall spills out and he’s very proud of his quick thinking.

“Ah, the woes of going to university,” is what Harry says in reply, seemingly accepting of Niall’s excuse and acting none the wiser. “At least we still get lukewarm beer and student discounts at Selfridges!”

Niall didn’t think his first year of University would mean constantly shagging roommates, climbing endless flights of stairs, and falling in love. He just wanted to study English Lit, honest.

Before you meet your match - your destined soulmate - everything around you is either grey, black, or white. When you finally meet your match, which is determined by physical contact, colour swarms your vision in an instant.

Niall is content with the monochromatic colours.

Harry is dreaming of the rainbow spectra.

Harry and Niall decide to go to the prom just as friends. It doesn't work out quite as planned.

Niall studies for his repeat exams and eagerly awaits the results. Sequel to Coffee & TV

"Daddy doesn't have to know" she says, eyes Niall through the rear mirror. Niall knows she learned this from him; not telling Daddy when Niall breaks his mug or when they eat ice-cream even though it's cold out. Niall laughs, looking at her furrowed brows and pouty lips.

"No, Daddy doesn't have to know" he agrees and starts the car.

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Harry's a single dad, Niall's the free lance guitar instructor, Liam and Louis are not-boyfriends and Zayn is overprotective.