A/N: this Narry one-shot is for hannahx0! It's a student/teacher one, where Ni is the student and Haz is the teacher. Hope you like it love! Luv you!

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Harry's POV

"I've tried playing it cool,

But when I'm looking at you

I can't ever be brave,

Cuz you make my heart race"

Who's that singing?

"You're my kryptonite,

You keep making me weak

Yeah frozen and can't breath."

It's coming from the music room. My music room. Walking quietly so as not to blow my cover, I peek into the room. My eyes land on a small figure playing the piano. From the back, I can tell it's a boy with bleached hair and creamy skin.

"So get out,

Get out, get out of my head,

And fall into my arms instead,

I don't I don't know what it is

But you've got that one thing."

Licking my lips I grin. That boy sure has that one thing. Wonder what he's like. In bed.

As he keeps on singing, I creep up behind him. His voice is perfect with a hint of an Irish accent. Hot. If he sounds this good, he must be just as fit and good looking. He hands fly across the piano expertly, which only adds to my attraction to the young boy.

"Yeah you've got that one thing."

Smirking to myself, I clear my throat loudly as the last notes fade.

"Excuse me, wha-"

The boy turns around started and I'm met with the brightest blue eyes I've ever seen. His cheeks are covered in a blush that makes him look so adorable. His mouth is open a bit, plump lips beckoning me.

"Uh I'm sorry. I though I was alone." The boy apologizes, Irish accent clear. Damn.

"Nah it's fine. So what are you doing here?" I ask checking him out.

He just grins "I came here to practice my songs Mr..."

"Harry. Just call me Harry." I smile at him.

"Ok. I was practicing my songs. But I'm having trouble with the next one Hazza." He pouts.

"Hazza?" I tilt my head confused.

He giggles, blue eyes shining "Yup. You're now Hazza to me. I'm Niall by the way."

Can he get any cuter? "Alright. But I get to call you Nialler."

He thinks it over "Hazza and Nialler...I like it." Then bends down to get something from his bag.

That's a nice ass. He's innocent enough to not ask questions. Hazza and Nialler...

"Can you help me with this?" His voice brings me back from my thoughts.

It's a sheet of paper "Help with what"

"I can't come up with an intro." He fusses.

"Alright, what do you have so far?"

I listen as he plays the notes. A sweet melody echoing throughout the room. I tap my foot along to the beat. My eyes stray to his lips as he mouths the words. Wonder what they feel like against mine.

"Hazza! Help me, I'm stuck here." Niall whines, bottom lip sticking out.

I chuckle but think about it. No, those notes won't work...those won't either...maybe these will.

I lean over Niall and try them out. His eyes widen as they watch my hands. These work.

"Hazza you're a genius!" He exclaims "Can you teach me?" He asks shyly.

"Of course Nialler." He grins at his nickname, hands hovering over the keys.

"Ok just play these notes ok? Ok. D, E, D, C, A, G." I tell him the rest of the notes while he plays.

Then he does it by himself. My mind still thinking things that I'm sure he doesn't know about. But all that vanishes when he looks up at me with wide, clear bright blue eyes. I'm left breathless for a second.

Smiling proudly at his work "Like that Hazza?"

I'm left breathless for a second. All I can think about is his eyes. Finally I snap out of my thoughts "Yeah. Great work Ni."

"Yay! Thank you so much! I can play the entire song now." He turns back to the piano and starts to play.

"People say,

We shouldn't be together.

Too young to know about forever,

But I say they don't know what they're talk-talk-talking about.

Cause this love is only getting stronger,

So I don't want to wait any longer,

I just want to tell the world that you're mine boy!

Oh!

They don't know about the things we do,

They don't know about the 'I love you's,

But I betcha if they only knew,

They would just be jealous of us,

They don't know about the up all nights,

They don't know I've waited all my life

Just to find a love that feels this right,

Baby they don't know about us."

I want something like that. I want someone with who I can spend night cuddling with. Someone with who I can whisper 'I love you' to every night and whenever I want. To stay up all night talking about nothing just enjoying each others company. I want someone to hold in my arms. To kiss and say sweet things to. To share my life with. Knowing we'll both be they for each other no matter what.

When he finishes, he doesn't look at me. He keeps his head down. Frowning I ask him softly "Nialler?"

"Harry, are you disgusted by me" the question catches me off guard.

"No! Niall, why would you even ask that?"

He lifts up his face "Because I'm gay."

I cup his soft face in my hands gently "Nialler, I would never be disgusted by you ever. Being gay is nothing to be ashamed of. It's who you are. Don't be ashamed of who you are."

He bites his lip, doe eyes looking into mine "What if I told you, that I like you?"

My heart thuds rapidly. Am I ok with this? I know that I have feelings for him, but am I willing to risk my career for this bit who I just met? It'll be wrong that's for sure. And we'll be frowned upon, criticized.

"I would say, I like you too." I reply pressing a kiss to his nose.

He giggles and squirms around, scrunching up his nose like a bunny "But what about everyone else?"

"As long as I have you, I don't care what others think. They can say anything they want. Your my Nialler and I'm your Hazza remember? We'll get through this."