Roses for Roselyn (Niall and Harry Fanfictions)

She was just an ordinary, grounded girl with a young, obsessive sister... little did she know that her sister's biggest idol was obsessing over her. Join Rosie and Rachel on their journey in love, friendship, obsession, fame and passion. What will happen? Who will happen? And most importantly, how will they cope with the disadvantages of 'the good life'?


58. Cheeky Modelling

A/N: Just a quick note to say thank you so much to everyone who has stuck with me through this story, but please please please could we try to get some more likes; whether you've been reading from the start or have only just started reading, whether you've already favourited or become a fan please please please could you like the story too? It would mean a lot. Don't forget you can follow me on twitter: @Beth_Hutchflin_ for more information and updates of Roses for Roselyn. I follow back also :) thanks a lot, Nialls_Tribute xo



I picked up a light blue, silk dress and threw it behind me so that either Niall or Louis could catch it and place it into my red suitcase. I was the last one to pack so everybody was hanging out in my room to keep me company. I could have done it by myself but Louis and Niall were adamant about helping me. All of the boys had offered, to be fair, but had I said that I didn’t need 5 people to help me pack for 4 days. 

I found my favourite pair of baby pink converses. They were ankle high, with white ribbons instead of shoelaces, and they also had tiny silver jewels on the front. I was trying to keep my luggage minimal so I decided to just take the converses and the heeled boots, that I was currently wearing.

Oh shit. I needed business clothes for tomorrow too; I threw the boys the converses and then a pair of simple black shoes for school tomorrow -forgetting my old plans. I picked out a suitable outfit for school and also a knitted cardigan, to go with the outdit and keep me warm. Next, I gave the boys a few pairs of skinny jeans, a jumper, some crop tops, a t-shirt and yet another dress. The only other thing I had to pack was underwear. After grabbing enough pairs of pants, socks, tights and bras to last me the week I left the wardrobe to pack them myself. I walked over to where Niall and Louis were standing around my case, taking a minute to happily watch the football that was on my TV, so that I could fit them down the sides and fill up the spare space in the small case.

“Right, just my toiletries to pack now.” I left the suitcase (and my visible underwear) anxiously, but forced myself to leave so that I could get my toothbrush, deodorant, shower gel, hair products and anything else that I would need, as soon as possible. I took it all into my bedroom once it was in a silver toiletry bag. I was fiddling with the zip when I looked up and stopped dead in my tracks.

“Oh my fucking gosh.” I burst out laughing as Louis and Niall turned to face me. Their arms were hooked through the tight straps of two of my bras. My laughing fit caused the others and Rachel to all turn around and join in laughing, whilst Niall modelled a bright pink bra and Louis modelled a cream one. I threw my toiletries into the suitcase and then made a mad dash around the bedroom as I chased after a screaming Lou.

“You can’t get me!” He jumped straight over the king-sized bed and then out of the door. Niall joined him as they both ran around the house and down the stairs; arms waving and kicking their legs high, acting as camp as Christmas. 

We were in the kitchen when Louis gave up and threw the bra so that I could catch it and run towards Niall. Somehow he ended up cornering me in the living room and he prowled forward with a cheeky grin. I put my arms up in defence and screamed out as he tackled me onto the sofa and pinned me down, after finally pulling the bra from his chest.

“NO! Ahh, get off! Heyy!” Niall had started tickling my stomach, causing me to writhe under his body. “Ahhhhh, stop –no! I’m ticklish- aaaah! Someone help!” He cackled and placed a lazy kiss on my forehead before he got up and offered me a hand. I took it and he pulled me against his body.

“C’mon haven’t you got some packing to do?” He kissed me on the lips quickly and I pushed his chest away, irritated by how easily he could get away with being cheeky.

“I was finished before you decided to parade my underwear around.”

“Sorry Rosy cheeks.” He brushed my hot cheek lightly and turned to walk out of the room with a wink.

When we got back to the bedroom, he helped me to repack my underwear and check that I had everything I needed. “Right... So you’re done.” He beamed at me “She’s finally finished everyone!”

“Wow, it only took her 38 minutes.” Harry laughed and all 5 boys started clapping. Rachel just sat beside Harry, giggling at the whole room, when I caught her eye with a smile. She wasn’t coming to London tonight so it meant that we would have to leave without her. I didn’t want her to go; it was only fun when everyone was together and it meant that I'd be the only girl for the rest of the day.

"Okay then, how long until we leave? Half an hour? 45 minutes?" Liam started to take control; being his usual mature self, who was nearly always responsible for keeping the boys on a time schedule.

"45 minutes." I replied, still smiling at Rachel. "I want to spend some more time with my bestest friend before we go." I went to sit next to her and for the next 25 minutes we all just sat in a huddle on the carpet as we all talked and messed around with each other, before we would have to go off in our separate directions.


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