Summer Nights With One Direction

Amy is prepared for a fun filled summer in London with her Mom. Just hours before their flight, Amy's Mom suddenly cancels due to a work emergency, and her best friend, Tessa, offers to come along instead. They plan for lots of exciting adventures during their trip to London that will make this summer the best one yet. But they definitely aren't expecting to spend their amazing summer nights with the boys from One Direction. Throughout the summer, both girls fall in love and experience some incredible things that they never planned. What will happen when they have to return to their noisy hometown in New York, and leave those delightful summer nights (and their new best friends) behind?


13. Different Understandings

Harry took me home after what seemed like forever, but it was really only two days. The other girls had already been released. My wounds were healing nicely, and Harry carried me everywhere. On my first day back, Tessa came running down the stairs. "Put her down! Put her down! Put her down!!!!" she said quickly to Harry. He did what he was told and steadied me on my feet. She hugged me tight and it made me dizzy. "I'm so glad you're home." 

"Me too." I answered.

"Me three!" Harry kissed my neck from behind when Tessa let go. She rolled her eyes. "You wanna go upstairs, love?" He asked. I nodded and hugged Tessa again before he scooped me up. Halfway up the stairs, Niall walked in and slammed the front door. "Hey." Harry said, in his deep sexy voice. Niall ignored him and walked through the living room and into the kitchen. It was the first time that he'd been home in almost 4 days. Where did he go? "Where've you been mate?!?" Harry shouted from the top of the stairs. He sighed and continued walking towards my room. "I'll be right back. Stay put."

"Where could I possibly go Harry? I can't walk!" We laughed.

"Just... don't do anything cute while I'm gone." I giggled. "Just like that! None of that should be going on! Okay missy?" He kissed my forehead and walked out. I giggled loudly, because I couldn't hold it in. I could hear his footsteps running back down the hall. He popped his head into my room and said, "I heard that." Then ran out again.


I was dozing off when Harry entered the room again. "Hi..." I stretched my arms out and he jumped on my bed. When he settled down, he rested his head on the pillow beside mine and placed his nose against mine.

"Hey beautiful." I closed my eyes slowly and opened them again. "Are you tired?" I nodded. He started stroking my hair.

"What's up with Niall?" I questioned.

"That's what I went back down for. He still won't tell me. He went out to the beach."

"Do you think he knows about us? Would he be mad?"

"I don't really know... It depends on how much he likes you."


I couldn't help but think that he was mad at me. I felt bad. I was falling in love with his best friend... That must've hurt him. I would've been heartbroken, I need to speak to him soon. "Harry?"

"Yes, love?"

"Will you take me down to the beach?"

"For what?" His face lit up then, "You wanna make out in the sand?"

"... After I talk to Niall." I laughed at his sad face and kissed his little pout.

"Okay!" he stood up and picked me up off of the bed. "You make me weak in the knees." He pretended to struggle on his way to the stairs. When he started walking down, he actually fell. Luckily, I didn't hurt my knee, just my ass. "Jesus, are you okay Amy?"

"I'm fine." I held on to his neck (or, tried). I was upside down and his head was on my belly. "I don't feel like getting up." I said.

"Me either." He spun me around (while keeping caution with my injury) and scooted up to me, then I snuggled up in his neck. Then we feel asleep... on the stairs.


Hours later, at about 8 o'clock, Liam woke us up by shaking my shoulder. Since our bodies were intertwined, it shook both of us. I heard Harry moaned and smack his hand away. I opened my eyes and saw Liam, tall and handsome with dashing brown eyes. "Hey sleepy heads! You comfortable?" I looked up at my sleeping beauty, and kissed his chin. Then I squeezed a muscle on his back and he finally opened his eyes.

"Where's Niall?" I asked with a groggy voice.

"Still down at the beach, staring out into the shore." He pointed to the door.

"Somebody take me out there?" I waited for one of them to respond. I sat up as I rolled my eyes and nudged Harry, who had fallen asleep again. He shot open his big green eyes.

"Sorry babe." He rubbed his face and flipped his hair.

"I'll take you." Liam lifted me up. "Go to sleep Harry." Harry crawled up the stairs as Liam walked towards the door. "So, I'm taking Danielle to Paris tomorrow."

"That's so sweet."

"Thanks. I really hope she'll enjoy it."

"She will." I assured him.

"I also got her a diamond necklace. I can show it to you later if you want."

"I'd love to see it!" He nodded and we shared a pointless giggle. We got closer to Niall, who was barely moving. He just stared into the ocean with his knees pulled up to his chest. Liam set me down beside him and I thanked him. I waited until he walked off to speak. "Do you wan-" he cut me off.

"Sorry I didn't go visit you in the hospital, and I'm sorry for leaving you at the diner, and I'm sorry if you don't want anything to do with me anymore. I'm a jerk." 

"You are NOT a jerk, Niall."

"I can't even go back home to see my mom!"

"Your... Mom?" I saw his fists clench. "That's what this is about?" Woah.

"She's in the hospital, and I can't even go back to Ireland to see her."

"Why can't you?"

"Because Paul won't let me!" He shouted. It startled me. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shout."

"It's okay, You're stressed." I rubbed his back for comfort. 

"I just want to go home. My mom needs me." A tear ran down his rosy cheek. After a couple moments of silence he said, "Thanks for coming out here to talk to me. How's your knee?"

"It still hurts, but I'm getting better. Harry's been taking good care of me." I gave him a small, weak smile, afraid of what he was going to say next.

"Yeah he's a good lad."

"That's what I thought you were mad about... I actually thought you hated me."

"Never." He let out a breath. "What do you mean though?"

"Me and Harry. We umm..."

"Oh. You guys are a thing now?" His accent made me smile. "Cool."

"Cool? That's it?"

"Yeah I'm happy for you two." 

I was flabbergasted. "You are?"

"What did you think I'd do? Attack him for treating you better than I did?"

"Sorta, yeah. I just thought you really liked me."

"Well it's a good thing I didn't get too attached, then we might've had a small problem. But I'm fine, I've got much worse things floating around in my life right now." he looked down.

"Tell you what, I'll help you convince Paul to let you take your trip to Ireland. Liam's going to Paris! Why shouldn't you be able to go back home for a couple of days, right?" He nodded and gave me a side hug.

"That'd be great, thank you so much Amy. It really means a lot to me. Wanna go inside now? It's getting kind of chilly!"

"Actually, can you go get Harry? I promised him something..." I smiled and he nodded. "Thanks!" I yelled kindly after him. 


I was so relieved that Niall wasn't upset with me after all, I guess it was stupid for me to think like that. You never know when there could be DIFFERENT UNDERSTANDINGS. :)

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