Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.


37. Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Liv’s POV

I woke up the next morning, and it took me a second to remember where I was. I smiled once I saw a sleeping Harry next to me with his arms around me. I moved around in his arms the best I could so I could see the time on the clock. Just as I had caught a glimpse of the time, Harry suddenly pulled me back to where I was moments ago.

“Harry,” I whispered, now knowing he was somewhat awake.

“We need to get up,” I said, and his arms tightened around me.

“No we don’t,” he mumbled, his eyes still closed.

“Yes we do,” I lightly laughed.

“No,” he mumbled again, and nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck.

“Everyone will be here in a couple of hours,” I said.

“Just a few more minutes,” he said and placed a kiss to my neck.

“You can stay asleep, but I’m getting up,” I told him and unwrapped his arms from around me.

“No,” Harry pouted as I got up, and he grabbed my wrist.

“Yes,” I smiled and took his hand off my wrist.

“I’m going to go wake up Niall,” I said.

Harry didn’t answer, so I went ahead and walked out of his room, I’ll drag him out of bed later. I walked down the hall to where Niall was sleeping and opened the door. I was surprised when I didn’t see him in there. I shrugged and walked to the kitchen.

“You actually got up before noon today,” I joked once I saw Niall making himself some breakfast.

“What can I say, I got hungry,” he told me and took a bite of the toast he made.

“Of course you did,” I smiled.

“So you and Harry didn’t stay up to late last night,” he smirked.

“No,” I gasped at his crude remark.

“Just asking,” he laughed, as I took a piece of toast from his plate and began to eat it.

“So you both aren’t back at that part of your relationship yet?” Niall asked.

“No, but I think Harry wants to be,” I told him.

“What makes you think that?” Niall asked me.

“I don’t know, he just seems to want to pick up where we left off before the breakup.” I explained.

“And you don’t?” he asked.

“Well its not that I don’t, I just don’t want to start off us getting back together with us being as serious as we used to be,” I explained to him.

“I get what you mean,” Niall said and took a sip of his orange juice.

We talked for a few minutes, until a sleepy Harry walked in.

“Well good morning,” Niall said to Harry.

“Good morning,” Harry said, sleep definite in his voice as he walked to the fridge.

The three of us ate breakfast and continued to talk.

“We should probably figure out what rooms everyone is going to stay in,” Harry said, and he was right considering we had decided that everyone could stay here.

I hadn’t even thought about that yet.

“I’ll be willing to share a room with Gemma,” Niall joked, just to annoy Harry.

“I don’t have to let you stay here,” Harry said in all seriousness, and Niall and I burst into laughter as Harry gave Niall a death glare.

Even though Harry did have a few good reasons why Niall and Gemma shouldn’t date, his reaction was still hilarious; especially considering Niall would never make a move on Gemma.


“Can we please just figure out what room everyone should stay in,” Harry finally said.

“Yeah,” Niall and I both said.

Harry got out a notepad, and drew out all the rooms in his house. We started off with putting Harry and Niall’s parents in the upstairs rooms. Harry and I were obviously going to share his room, and of course Harry had Gemma in her own room. Greg, his wife, and Theo were put in the last available room.

“Wait,” Niall said,

“Where is Niall going to sleep?” I asked.

“Yeah,” Niall agreed.

“He can sleep right here, wait no, how about-“ Harry began, looking over his diagram.

“I can’t believe you forgot about me,” Niall said and began to fake cry.

“Its okay Niall, you can stay in Harry’s room,” I offered.

“Woah Woah, hold on,” Harry said putting a hand up.

“We’re staying in my room,” Harry said gesturing at between the two of us.

“Harry you have the biggest bed in the house, I think you can manage Niall staying with us for two nights.”

“Fine,” Harry said.

“Well I’m going to go make sure all the rooms are ready.” Harry said and got up from his seat.

“Liv would you help me?” he asked.

“Actually I-“

“Liv,” he cut me off a bit harshly.

I went ahead and got up from my seat and went to help him.

“Why did you let Niall stay with us in our room,” Harry angrily whispered once we were in the hallway and out of the kitchen.

“First of all I was just being nice. Second of all, I didn’t think he’d accept my offer. He’s Niall, he’ll sleep anywhere so I thought he would just say he’d sleep on the couch or something.” I told him.

“So go tell him to sleep on the couch,” he said back.

“No Harry I’m not telling him that,”

“I know,” he sighed, “I just wanted it to be you and me in my room, not you, me, and Niall,”

“There will be plenty of time for you and me later,” I told him, and placed a quick kiss on his lips.

The thought of what he meant by ‘you and me time’ made me a bit nervous, but I chose not to worry about it as he leaned in to lengthen the quick kiss I had just given him. Harry began to deepen the kiss, until we heard someone clear their throat. Both of us pulled back, and saw a smirking Niall staring at us.

“Sorry to interrupt,” he began, “But my parents called and said they’d be here in about forty-five minutes, so Harry your parents should be here soon,”

“Okay,” Harry said and grabbed my hand as we walked down the hall, and made sure all the rooms were ready for the soon arriving guests. 

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