Like Crazy

Everyone thinks Julia Parker is perfect, but she is nothing close.
She is soon to be facing an arranged Marriage to her dad's close friends son, Harry Styles, though Julia wants nothing to do with him.
But, through Harry she meets Niall who she falls head over heals in love with.
They begin doing things behind Harry's back, and when he finds out, they devise a plan.
But with the wedding coming up, Julia is worried there won't be a way out.
But she can't marry Harry.
Because of Niall.
She needs him, she wants him, she loves him, like crazy.

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36. Three Days

I sat with my head on Nialls bare chest, smiling as he stroked my hair. "
I love you," he told me, kissing me on the forehead.
"I love you too," I whispered.
I sat in the pure bliss of being here with Niall for as long as I could, because I didn't want to have to face reality again.
We may have made up, but there was a lot we had to talk about and I didn't know what was going to happen between us.
I sat up, pulling the sheet with me to ensure I was covered. "Niall what are we going to do?" I asked, resting my head on his shoulder.
He snaked an arm around my waist.
"I don't know baby. I don't want to know." He whispered in reply.
"I want to be with you," I told him, fiddling with the hem of the sheet.
"I don't want anything other than that. But you're getting married next week." He reminded me.
I leaned up and kissed him, because I didn't know how many times I'd get to do that again.
"Do you think you're.. Coming? To the wedding?" I asked him. "Julia," he sighed.
It was quiet for a while.
"I don't .." His voice cracked. "I don't think I could handle it." "Niall.. I need you." I said, tears brimming in my eyes.
"How can I watch the girl I love get married to some other guy?" He demanded.
"Moral support!" I shot back.
"What would you do if it was me?" He asked.
"ID BE THERE FOR YOU! I'd be there Niall and I'd stay by you because I LOVE you. Okay?" I couldn't stop the tears. Hurt was evident in his eyes. He hated when I cried.
He pulled me in even closer to him.
"You need to know that I love you more than anything, and I'd do anything for you , and that's why I can't be there,"
He kissed my temple.
My eyes gradually drifted to the clock as I clung to Niall. "Shit. Harry's going to be back any minuet!" I said, urgently standing up and searching for my clothes.
Niall did the same.
"Don't leave me," I whispered as he embraced me in a hug. "Why don't you come spend the night with me?" He asked.
I smiled, nodding as we left the room not even bothering to fix the bed.
•••
Niall unlocked the door to his friends apartment. I didn't exactly want to see them, but they were college students and it was midnight , so they were undoubtedly awake.
My suspicions were confirmed as we walked into the living room. Niall had his arm around my waist as he began talking to the two guys on the couch.
"Chad & Zach this is Julia, my girlfriend" he said.
They looked up from their video game to check me out, making me feel a bit uncomfortable and lean further into Niall. "I'm Zach," The dark haired one smiled.
I could tell he was going to be the polite one out of the two. "We're heading to bed." Niall informed them.
They both nodded and Niall led me to a room at the end of the hall.
"It's a bit small," he said.
"It's perfect," I smiled.
I texted Harry to let him know where I was before changing into one of Niall's shirts and climbing in bed.
He cuddled into me, smiling.
"I love you,"
•••
A few days later Harry and I were leaving for New York City. Despite all that had happened, Niall wasn't coming back for another week.
After the wedding.
I had spent virtually all my time with Niall while we were in London.
I felt a bit bad for Harry, but I was relieved that I was going back to my home.
"I'll miss you," I whispered to Niall.
"I'll miss you more," he kissed me on the nose, then the neck, and finally the lips.
"See you soon. And call me," he told me.
"Will do," I smiled, saluting him.
We both laughed kissing again before he finally let me go. "Bye," I waved as I headed to airport security.
I looked at his beautiful smile until I couldn't see it anymore. •••
"Thank God we are back on my continent," I said, upon getting off the airplane.
Harry chuckled behind me.
"Want to hear something scary?" He asked, voice raspy. "Shoot," I informed him. I was feeling giggly.
"We get married in three days." He said.
My smile faded.
"Hooray," I groaned.
"I don't even think I have a tux. I didn't even pick out a ring for fucks sake," he laughed.
It made me laugh too, how put together and unreal this wedding felt.
"Niall isn't even coming," I muttered, as we waited at baggage claim.
"Not surprising," he responded.
"What?" I asked, a bit shocked.
"Well c'mon, would you want to see him get married?" He Asked as he quickly grabbed his bag as it came around. "That's what he said!" I exclaimed.
"Well maybe we have a point," he said smugly, handing me my bag as well.
Three days. 72 hours. 4,320 minuets.
And I would be married.

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