A Distant Stranger That I Will Complete

                                    

                                          
by: wishfulwannabe
                          
Summary:
                          
The problem is, Harry knows Niall is his soul mate. It's not so much a problem as it is a feeling that picks and picks at Harry to the point where he is pulling his hair out and tugging on his necklace that he tries and tries to get off but just can't. The problem isn't the fact that Niall is Harry's soul mate because Harry cried from happiness when he first found out. The problem is that Niall thinks he already found his soul mate.
                          
OR, Soulmate AU where Harry and Niall are soulmates and Harry knows but Niall is too dumb to realize.
                          
Also based off of Make It to Me by Sam Smith
                          
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The problem is, Harry knows Niall is his soul mate. It's not so much a problem as it is a feeling that picks and picks at Harry to the point where he is pulling his hair out and tugging on his necklace that he tries and tries to get off but just can't. The problem isn't the fact that Niall is Harry's soul mate because Harry cried from happiness when he first found out. The problem is that Niall thinks he already found his soul mate.
                          
Her name is Jane and she is absolutely beautiful with her blue eyes that almost match Niall's, but Harry thinks that no colour could ever be as beautiful as Niall's, curly brown hair and a laugh that anyone would smile at.
                          
She reminds Harry too much of Niall which sometimes convinces him that maybe she is his soul mate, but Harry can't forget the moment his necklace burnt his skin and memories burnt his skull when he first touched Niall.
                          
It was his first day of Uni and of course, Harry being Harry, he missed move-in day because he lost the letter that told him when he was able to settle in. His mum yelled a few choice words at him when she discovered this.
                          
He lugged his bags up the five flights of stairs to his new home for the next year. Room 527 stated in bold letters when he reached the door. Underneath were little beach balls stuck to the door, each with letters on them. One said Harry, ‘that's you' his mind supplied him, and the other Niall. Harry pushed open the door to discover the room was already packed to the top, stuff absolutely everywhere. He wasn't quite sure which bed to drop his stuff on because he didn't know which one belonged to his roommate.
                          
"Hello?" Harry called softly into the small room. How can someone even fit this much stuff into such a small amount of space?
                          
"Oi!" A voice calls out from behind one of the beds, little tuffs of blonde hair peaking up from where the boy is kneeling.
                          
"Are you okay? Do you need any help?" Harry asks cautiously, making sure his roommate isn't some serial killer that will get set off if he says the wrong thing. Harry really shouldn't have watched all of those movies the week before.
                          
"Can't find my fucking phone!" The boy yells, his cursing shocking Harry a bit. "Yes!" The boy cries out, followed by a thump. "Ouch."
                          
"Oh," Harry instantly drops all his bags where he was standing and rushes over beside the boy who is now sitting against the wall next to his bed, holding his head. "Are you alright?"
                          
"Yeah just bonked the old cranium here," The blonde taps his head and winces once he does so.
                          
"Could I take a look?" Harry asks, trying to get the boy to look up at him. When he does Harry isn't prepared and actually gasps. His eyes are what get him. They are a shade of blue Harry never thought he would see in his life, he thinks he might be able to swim in them, but then he realizes that isn't physically possible and shakes his head. The boy smirks next and Harry almost faints from how beautifully pink his lips are.