Waking up in Vegas

The boy next to me stirred. Moaning as he rubbed his eyes. He then turned to face me, and his blue eyes burst open in surprise, but his weren't the only ones. I just woke up to Niall James Horan of One Direction. What?


9. The mystery guy is revealed

*Harry: Present*


"YOU!" Louis yelled advancing towards him with fire in his eyes. "What the hell are YOU doing here? You know what I told I'd do if I EVER saw you in person!"

"I wouldn't if I were you Louis... I have things you don't want leaking to the press," he grinned evilly. I bit my lip, causing it to bleed. It wasn't supposed to come out like this.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Liam yelled. He hates him just as much as Louis does. I bet neither of them hate him as much as I do right now though... Or how much they're going to hate me in a few minutes.

"Oh sweet innocent little Styles didn't tell you yet?" he laughed. All eyes once again turned to me.

"What is he talking about Harry?" Niall asked cautiously. I started tearing up, wiping my tears on my sleeves.

"You and Melody aren't really married," I whispered.

"WHAT?!" they both yelled at once.

"It gets worse," I sighed.

"You better start explaining Styles! NOW!" Melody yelled. God damn she looked pissed, but also looked like she could break down into tears any moments. Which is a deadly combination.


*Melody: Present*


My whole world crashed down around me. I knew it was too good to be true, but I was really hoping it was. The tears were pushing against my eyelids but I refused to look weak in front of them. Especially in front of Niall. I had falling for him I really had, and now I find out we're not even married.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO HARRY?!?" Niall yelled pushing him back with all his force. Harry stumbled and fell to the floor. I've never seen Niall like this, and it's really hot... God what am I thinking there's more important things to focus on right now!

"Niall trust me I'm so sorry!!!" Harry cried into his hands. The poor thing.... No Melody pull yourself together! Don't feel sorry for him!

"Forgive me if I have trouble trusting you!!!" Niall yelled.

"I know. I know," Harry sobbed. "I made a huge mistake. I'm so sorry Nialler."

"DON'T CALL ME THAT! ONLY MY FRIENDS GET TO CALL ME THAT!" he screamed grabbing Harry by his shirt, "AND YOU ARE NO FRIEND OF MINE!!!"

"Niall.... Niall! NIALL STOP!" I yelled. "This is exactly what he wants," I said motioning to the dick who started all this who was grinning hugely. I looked at him one tear slipping down my cheek. "Why? Why'd you do this to us?"

"Because I'm Max George I can do whatever the hell I want. And let's face it being famous gets..... Well boring. And ruining these little teeny boppers is fun," he smiled.

"You're really fucked up you know?" I growled.

"You probably shouldn't speak to me like that. There's still so much more you don't know. I really have to go to band practice so why don't you let curly here finish telling you the story. Come find me after babe. We can have a little fun together," he winked. Niall's eyes turned to fire and he started running towards Max to attack him but Liam and Zayn quickly grabbed onto his arms holding him back.

"I FUCKING HATE YOU!" Niall yelled at him trying to struggle out of the boys grip kicking his feet in the air.

"Just wait till you hear the rest. You'll be planning my murder. Of course you wouldn't be able to do it though. Not with what I have on you. Melody," he said turning to me, "I hope you make the right decision," he winked. And with that he was gone. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!

*Niall: Present*


He's dead. Max George is dead. I'm going to murder him. I'm going to murder him. And what the hell could he have on me that's so fucking bad? I'm a pretty innocent kid, I don't do drugs or smoke or anything! I drink but the fans already know and love me for it!

I looked to Louis, he was pacing and mumbling about how he's going to kill Max. I'd love to help him. I looked to Liam, he was trying to stay calm but is veins were sticking out of his neck and forehead.... Not a good sign. Zayn was staying surprisingly quiet and calm this whole time, he just stared at the ground confused. Daisy was looking at Harry like he just killed a puppy, and Harry was giving her pleading eyes to forgive him.

Finally I forced myself to look at Melody. She was sitting back on the couch, head in her hands literally sobbing. My heart broke into two looking at her. It took all my strength not to ruin after Max and kick his fucking ass for doing that to my girl. 'She's not your girl,' my subconscious said very snarky life. But she is. She is my girl. I walked over to the couch and sat next to her putting my hand on her knee. She looked up at me tears running her cheeks, and pulled me into a massive hug. And I just held her, I held her as she sobbed. I ran my fingers down the back of her hair, and whispered soothing things in my ear.

Finally Zayn spoke up, "So are we just going to sit here or is Harry going to finish the story?" We all looked at Harry and he let out a breathy sigh.

"We should head up to my room... It's a long story."

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