My Bullysitters

Copyright © "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but your words really hurt me. Keeping quiet and fake smiles are my specialties. With all the pain you cause me I just want to say I'm done. And oh, congratulations, I guess this means you've won."
All I wanted was to be happy, but I guess that was too much to ask for...

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21. Star Struck.

Katie's P.O.V

 

"Katie, you don't have to wait by the door all day." Harry chuckled, putting his hands on my shoulders and giving me an amused grin.

"I don't want to miss him pull up." I stated, keeping my eyes glued on the window by the door.

"Don't you remember, mate? She was always this way." Liam laughed, now joining the conversation.

"Shh." I said, my eyes never moving.

"Come on, love. Your breakfast is going to get cold." Harry said, tugging my arm.

I swatted it away, annoyed and wishing he would leave me to my watching.

"Come on!" He smirked, lifting me up and into the kitchen.

"No! Harry, put me down!" I cried out in desperation to return to my previous spot.

"Here, I'm putting you down." He said, not so gently plopping me onto a dining stool. "Now, eat and I'll let you go back." He smirked, walking to his seat.

I took a quick bite out of a bit of everything before replying, "Done!" with a slightly stuffed mouth. I then bolted back to the door.

"I meant all of it!" He shouted in annoyance.

"You didn't specify beforehand." I retaliated.

I could hear him getting closer as he spoke to me. "Katie, get in here and finish before I-"

"NIALL'S HERE!!" I squealed, bolting out the door.

I was at his car door before he could even unbuckle his seat belt. His laughter could be heard from outside his vehicle as he looked at me through the window. I could have sworn he looked taller as he exited his car, that, or I was shorter..

"How much did you miss me?" He asked, now standing in front of me.

I couldn't say anything as I tried to hold back my tears. My arms were around him in seconds before he lifted me up, spinning me around in his arms.

"I've missed your hugs." I said as my feet once again met the ground.

"And I missed you." He said, now gently holding me.

I was a bit upset when his hold was removed, going over and greeting his mates. I then began grabbing some of his luggage before that as well was taken from my possession.

"You don't need to worry about this, princess." He said, him and the other guys unloading everything.

I swear it's like he doesn't believe I'm capable of completing a simple task. I quickly snatched a bag anyway, heading into the house.

"You're still as stubborn as ever." Niall teased as we made our way to his room.

"I'll say." Harry smirked.

I just rolled my eyes, taking a seat next to Niall on his bed.

"So?" I said, my eyes burning straight into his.

"So?" He teased, knowing full well what I wanted to hear about.

"Stop making me wait and spill!" I said, aggravation clear in my tone.

"Alright, alright." He chuckled, putting his hands up in defeat.

"So here's the thing. He did what every other producer did before they turned me down. He acted super polite, took me to an expensive dinner, you know, the usual stuff. When we got back to my hotel I was ready for him to tell me to pack my bags, only he told me he wanted me! He said I was a rare talent and didn't understand why I was so unlucky with everyone else, but he was happy he'd found me. He sent me back and said he'd keep in touch. I actually did it." He exclaimed.

"Oh my gosh, Niall!" I screamed, jumping up in pure excitement.

"Way to go, mate!" Liam shouted, everyone else joining in and congratulating Niall.

"This is amazing." I said, hugging him.

All of a sudden I was smacked in the head with reality.

"W-wait." I stuttered, everyone stopping and looking at me oddly.

"What's wrong?" Niall asked.

"How are we going to do this, I mean, when you start doing shows and traveling a lot. Before you know it you'll be doing world tours! How is it going to work?"

"It's not like you can't come travel the world with me! Why would I leave you behind?!" He asked, looking me in the eyes.

"What about school?"

"I could get you a tutor." He smiled.

"But what about Har-" I stopped myself, glancing at Harry to see his reaction.

We had talked it over and decided that we would tell him together. Just the three of us.

"What about what?" Niall questioned, his eyebrows knitting together.

I sighed out as Harry nodded at me, signaling me to say it.

"What about Harry?" I said, now looking at my converse.

"What about him?" Niall interrogated, still seeming confused.

It must have all clicked inside his brain because a smirk had suddenly appeared on his face.

Here it comes.

"Well someone's a little hypocrite." He chuckled.

'Niall, can we please discuss this late-"

"Ew!" Niall imitated, just like the night we had all eaten out together. "I thought you weren't interest-"

"Niall, shut up!" I yelled, jumping up and putting my hand over his mouth. "Gross!" I exclaimed as he licked my palm.

"I swear, Katie. I leave town for a while and you go and get yourself mixed up with Harry Styles." He laughed, the other guys could be heard snickering in the background, Harry included.

Men.

My cheeks went red as I rushed out of the room. I know he was only teasing me, but I still didn't like the way he handled the situation.

"Katie, I was only joking!" He yelled as I locked my door.

This is what I didn't want happening. This was Niall's moment. We should all be focused on him, not my so called love life. Why did I have to screw up and let it slip? I have no one to blame but myself.

Congratulations, Niall. I guess everything you wanted worked out after all. You've got yourself a producer, and I have a curly haired, emerald eyed, prominently dimpled dilemma...

 

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