Small Bump

Olivia is the step sister of world-famous Ed Sheeran. Though her brother may be a star, she has no clue who he is talking about when he mentions his friends Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis, and Zayn-especially that they are in a famous band. What happens when she is forced to spend a month with Ed and his friends during the summer, and she falls for one of his best mates?


8. Comforting


I quietly shut the door on my way out of Harry's room and look around for Niall. As I pass by the living room everyone is there but Niall. They all stare at me, and I know exactly what they're thinking. Louis shrugs and gives me a small smile. 

"Where's Niall?" I ask, and they all point to his room. I walk over and knock. He doesn't answer so I peek my head in the doorway. He's lying on the bed sleeping, tear streaks visibly on his cheeks. I slip into the room silently and sit on Niall's bed. 

"Oh Nialler, what have I done." I frown and look at him, sound asleep, softly breathing. I get as close to him as I can and stroke his hair, rubbing his forehead with my thumb. I decide to sing to him. 

I'm gonna pick up the pieces and build a lego house.

If things go wrong we can knock it down.

My three words have two meanings, there's one thing on my mind.

It's all for you, mmh

And it's dark in a cold December, but I've got you to keep me warm.

If you're broken I'll mend ya, and I'll keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now.

I'm out out of touch, I'm out of love,

I'll pick you up when your getting down.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

I'm out of sight, I'm out of mind,

I'll do it all for you in time.

And out of all these things I've done, I think I love you better now.

While I'm singing to him I see a smile crawl onto his lips. I can't tell whether he's dreaming or he knows I'm here with him. When I finish the song, I kiss his cheek and walk towards the door to leave. When I open it, four boys fall forward into me and we stumble to the floor. I land on Louis and Ed is an inch from being on top of me. 

"What the hell?" I question them. They all look embarrassed and smile sheepishly at me. Liam speaks up.

"We heard you singing, and listened at the door to hear more.." He blushes and slightly smiles. I hear Niall move on the bed. 

"What in God's name are you all doing in here?" He says, eyeing me in particular. 

"I came in to apologize, but you were asleep. They were listening in on me." I glare at the boys sitting in a jumble on the floor. I stand up and walk out of the room, going back to Harry's. When I step in the room, Harry is awake, looking at his phone on twitter. A tear slides down his cheek. He looks up at me and forces a smile.

"They're saying bad things about me," He says quietly, wiping the tear from under his eye. I pull out my own phone, go on Harry's account, and see a long list of hate messages.

@Harry_Styles you should just kill yourself and relieve my pain.

@justinbieber I'm so glad God didn't make you ugly like @Harry_Styles

@Harry_Styles stop pretending like you can sing, we all know you're fake.

I look at Harry, who's silently sobbing, pulling his knees up to his chest and putting his head in his lap. I rub circles around his back to calm him. He looks back up at me and continues crying. I wipe the tears with my thumb and kiss his cheek, pulling him close to me. 

"Why do they hate me?" He asks. The tears keep coming and I just rock him back and forth. 

"I don't know Harry. It doesn't seem possible to hate someone like you." I coo. He slightly smiles and nuzzles his head in my neck. "You should go back to sleep, you need it."

He pulls himself under the covers and is out within the next five minutes. With that I brush my teeth and get ready for bed, laying down in the bed opposite Harry's. I shout goodnight to the boys and they do the same in return. I quickly fall asleep thinking about Harry.



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