Three's a Crowd

Rose and Zayn have been best friends since before they can remember. When Zayn's life is completely turned upside down and he becomes 1/5 of the world's biggest boyband, he and Rose reconnect. Upon reuniting with Zayn, Rose meets the rest of the band, and nothing could prepare her for what was to come.


12. Birthday Presents

Rose POV


After breakfast, I went back into mine and Zayn's room to put my clothes into the drawers. I heard a knock by the door, even though it was opened, and I turned around. It was Harry. Involuntarily, my heart leaped. He wasn't even trying and he looked...beautiful. My cheeks flushed slighty, embarassed by my thoughts.


"Hi Harry," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, "What's up?"


"Well..." he said, walking towards me slowy, "if I recall correctly, wasn't your birthday last week?"


Oh god. "Uhmm, yeah, it was," I said, looking down at the floor, "but really, it's fine."


"Let me ask you something," he said, walking even closer, "and I need you to answer me honestly. Did you get anything?"


His question took me by surprise. "Of course I got something! I mean..." I started to think, and I realized with a sinking heart that all I had gotten was the gift from my father.


"Well?" Harry asked, walking even closer, to the point where I was well aware of the almost uncomfortable lack of space between us.


"Well," I said, trying to keep my breathing steady, "actually...all I got was some jewelry from my father, and I haven't seen him in years, so it didn't matter that much to me." I looked down at the floor, feeling my eyes brimming with tears. I wiped them away furiously. Why was I crying? So what I didn't get any presents? What did it matter?


Harry clapped his hands together, making me jump. "Alright then," he said smiling broadly, "it's settled!"


"What's settled?" I asked, confused.


"We're redoing your birthday!" he exclaimed, skipping out of the room laughing, ignoring my protests.


"Harrryyyy!" I called out desperately, running after him. "Please don't!"


I followed him into the living room where the rest of the boys sat. "What's going on?" asked Liam, glancing back and forth between Harry's grin and my grimace.


"We're redoing Rose's birthday," Harry announced, and I groaned.


"Really,  Harry, you don't have to!" I said, but my attempts were becoming feeble. I would actually enjoy spending my 'birthday' with the boys...


"Oh c'mon Rose," he said, "from what I could tell, you had a pretty cruddy birthday, it's up to us to make it up to you!"


Zayn took me by surprise by adding in, "Rose. You deserve it." I looked over at him and he gave me a small smile, encouraging me to agree.


I sighed. "Alright!" I said, finally giving in.


"Yay!!" exclaimed Harry, and again he took me by surprise, this time running over and giving me a bone crushing hug. I laughed at his enthusiasm and said, "Let me go change."


"Wear something pretty," Harry said, winking, and I stuck my tongue out at him as I left the room. I went through the drawers and the closets, and finally pulled out a strapless robin's egg blue sundress, one of my favorites. I put on a bit of makeup, and brushed my hair out into it's natural waves. Happy with my appearance, I headed back to the living room, to find to my surprise that only Harry was dressed to go out.


"I thought we were all going out?" I said questioningly. Harry walked over to me and slung his arm over my shoulder casually.


"Nope, Rosie girl," he said cheekily, making me grimace. "You and I are going out for some birthday fun while the rest of the boys stay in and make you a birthday feast to remember."


"Oh," I said, slightly surprised that it would only be me and Harry for the day, "Well, can't Zayn come?" I asked, looking over at him sitting on the couch, looking none too happy.


"Ever heard the expression 'three's a crowd'?" Harry asked smiling, poking me playfully in the stomach.


"Well, alright," I said giggling,"have fun cooking, boys! Please don't burn the house down while I'm away!"


I was answered by some laughs, and a rather rude, yet good natured comment from Niall. Laughing, I turned to Harry, and he nodded towards the door, and off we went.


Harry POV


I knew exactly where I wanted to take Rose. As cliche as it was, I was taking her to a carnival. I saw the look on her face as we arrived, and it was almost...awe.


"Have you never been to a carnival?" I asked her, only half joking.


She shook her head and said softly, "Not since I was maybe five, with my mom. I don't ever remember going to one this big though!" Her eyes were shining, and I surprised her, and quite honestly myself, by grabbing her hand. She didn't pull away, and I smiled. "Let's go then!"


It was everything I thought it would be and more. I was only approached by a couple of fans, and Rose didn't mind. I won her one of those stuffed bears at the games, and then she won me two! She laughed at the expression on my face when she beat me twice, and we took a picture with our winnings, smiling broadly. I posted it to twitter, captioned: "Happy late birthday @RosemarieDale12! Love you lots xx"


We went on all of the rollercoasters, and I found it quite amusing that we had to sit on a bench for at least ten minutes after a particularily rough one, because Rose was turning slightly green. While I waited for her to recover, I checked my twitter feed, frowning slightly. After my last tweet, fans were in an uproar, accusing Rose of cheating on Zayn. I tweeted again to clear up the confusion.


"Guys, Zayn, Rose and I are all really good friends! Nobody's cheating on anyone. Keep your panties on :) xx"


I put my phone away, and helped Rose to her feet. "You ok?" I asked, trying not to laugh.


"Yeah," she said, nodding weakly, and I gave her hand a squeeze, smiling.


Finally, to end the day, we went on the ferris wheel, and I knew exactly what I wanted to do. We got in the ride, and I felt my hands sweating slightly in anticipation. I was Harry Freaking Styles. Why was I nervous?


The wheel got closer and closer to the top, and I couldn't help but smile at the sheer joy on her face as she took in the view of London. Then, we reached the top. The ferris wheel stopped.


"Rose," I said softly, and she turned to me. I looked into her beautiful eyes, and I leaned in, placing my hand on the back of her head, pulling her in closer to me. Our lips connected, and it was like fireworks. And, to my delight, she was kissing me back, rather fiercely, and I responded with the same enthusiasm. The ride picked up again, and we broke apart, looking at each other. My lips burned from the kiss, my heart was racing, my stomach was doing cartwheels. This wasn't a normal kiss. This kiss was fueled by passion, not lust. It was a kiss shared by two people who loved each other. I smiled, and I laced my fingers through hers.


Rose POV


When we got back to the flat, I swore my cheeks were still burning. Harry kissed me. Harry kissed me. And I had kissed back. Of course I kissed back, it was amazing. It was the best day of my life. I walked through the front door and nearly had a heart attack.


"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Shouted four boys, all wearing party hats. I laughed loudly, and grabbed one off the table, as did Harry. The living room was filled with food. And presents!!


"When did you have time to get presents?" I gasped, feeling my smile stretching from ear to ear.


"You were gone quite a while," said Niall, "so we figured, what the hell? It's not a birthday without presents, so we all went shopping."


I ran over and hugged them all, so happy I couldn't stop smiling. When I hugged Zayn, he whispered into my ear, "I got you another present, it's in our room. I'll give it to you later." I pulled back, nodding, and I squeezed his hand.


"Did you two kids have fun?" asked Louis winking, looking over at me and Harry. I flushed, but Harry, to my surprise, nodded, and he intertwined his fingers with mine.


"I'll take that as a yes!" exclaimed Louis, exchanging a high-five with Harry's free hand. I looked over towards Zayn, and I noticed the muscles in his face were tense. He caught me looking at him, and he relaxed, giving me a small smile.


Liam put on music, and we danced around and took pictures, laughing and fooling around. The food was actually pretty good, which means I'm almost positive it was store bought. Louis and Zayn brought out a huge cake after, and they all sang happy birthday to me, while my cheeks burned. Then it was present time.


Niall got me a bottle of perfume from a cute little shop called Reknown, and it smelled amazing. From Liam, a pair of pretty awesome headphones, that must have been really expensive. From Louis, a One DIrection sweatshirt, which made me laugh, and from Zayn, a pair of gorgeous silver earrings that would probably cost me every paycheck I ever earned. Harry looked at me, embarassed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I didn't have time to get you anything, I'm really s-"


I cut him off, placing my hand on his knee. "The fun I had today was the best present you could have gotten me," I assured him, and he leaned down and kissed me on the cheek, which Louis responded to with some catcalls.


After a long day, we all said our goodnights and went to our respective bedrooms. I changed into my pajamas and curled up under the blankets. I was just about to shut my eyes when Zayn shook my shoulder.


"I haven't given you my other present," he said, and I nodded. He went over to his dresser and grabbed a medium sized box and handed it to me. "Open it," he said softly.


I nodded again, and lifted the lid, and immediately my eyes filled with tears. It was a picture frame, with a photograph of Zayn and I inside. We were at a soccer match at our school, and we were wearing the school colors. My eyes were closed and I was laughing, and Zayn's arm was around me, and he was laughing also, looking at the camera.


"Do you remember that day?" Zayn asked, and I smiled through my tears as he sat down next to me ont he bed.


"It was the day you beat up Luke McMahon because he called me ugly," I said shaking my head smiling, the tears still flowing.


Zayn nodded. "Do you remember what I said to you that day?" I shook my head. He looked into my eyes, and I was taken aback by the intensity of his gaze.


"I said that I thought you were the most beautiful girl I had ever met, and that he had to be blind not to see it. I said that I would be there for you whenever you needed me, to protect you from jerks like that, because I cared about you."


I just nodded, shocked that he remembered all of that. "I still mean that Rose," he said, and before I knew what was happening, he leaned in and kissed me.

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