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'?


99. Mrs Stormes


"So you had a good time?"

"As always."

"Good." He turns to look at me with a hint of a smile. "I had a good time too." I sit and watch him for a bit; one of his hands is relaxed on his steering wheel when I notice the pale ring of flesh around his third finger. "Shit. I forgot about your ring. It's safe at home, I promise."

"Don't worry about it. Did you wear it much?"

"Not really. I was so scared that I'd lose it."

He smiles at the oncoming headlights and we sit in silence for a little bit longer when my phone rings. "It's my mum."

"You can answer it. Tell her you're nearly home."

"Hey mum." I put it into loudspeaker like I always do around Harry.

"Oh hey Rachel. I was just wondering whether you're nearly home -you're father’s just arrived home from work."

"You can tell him that I'm just around the corner, start dinner without me."

"Okay darling. Did you have a nice time?"

"Yeah it was great, wasn't it Harry?"

Harry chuckles quietly. "Yeah it was good, really loud. Sorry we're a bit later than expected Mrs Stormes -traffics been terrible. I hope I haven't kept you waiting for your daughter for too long."

"Oh no, don't worry about it dear. I'm glad you've both had a good time." It’s well over 1 am now. She must have been worried although she’s not giving anything away to Harry.

"Thanks. We're literally five minutes away now."

"That's great, would you like some dinner with us?" Harry meeting my parents?

"Oh no, it's really fine Mrs Stormes. I've got to be getting back to London as soon as I drop Rachel off."

"Okay, well the options always there." I giggle to myself -so much for my mum calling me, it's turned into a conversation between the two of them with me just holding the phone. At least he knows how to charm my mother -I can't imagine her giving me too much trouble for being late now.

"Okay, bye mum!"

She utters a quick goodbye and I hang up -if I didn't then she'd quite happily chatter to him until we arrived home.

"Your parents are nice." He smiles to himself and looks like a real dopey idiot as he drives. 

"At least she likes one of us."

He slaps my leg painlessly to humour my comment. "Yeah well everyone likes me. I’m the likeable one here."

We're just approaching mine and Rosie's road when he swings up onto the curb. "Hey, I'd recognise those two love birds anywhere." It's Rosie and Niall walking across Rosie's driveway hand in hand. I can't help but feel a tinge of jealousy as they turn towards Harry's bright flashlights. They must recognise us, because a short while after we pull up, they are laughing and waving.

Rosie looks gorgeous in a mint green dress with a bright white colour. It's not a colour that she wears commonly, but with the flicks of black eyeliner it really brings out her green eyes. I feel underdressed in their presence. Harry gets out and I follow behind him. He and Niall clap hands and bump shoulders, already finding a source of banter in Niall's crazy hair style. It's a straight quiff that looks much frizzier and slightly ruffled. I think the new style suits him, although it's hard to get used to.

I decide to leave them to it and hug my best friend. "Hey Hun, you look pretty, what've you been up to?"

"Nothing, just a quiet dinner in town. We just got back. How was the concert?"

"Great! We got a special shout out from the boys -kinda embarrassing because we didn't know the lyrics."

Rosie looks at me questioningly. "It's a long story, don't worry I'll call you about it later."

"Okay." She smiles at me and greets Harry, stating that it's time for my Irish bear hug with Niall.

"Hey you."

"Hey." I laugh. 

Rosie speaks up "Oh Harry, are you going back home tonight?"

"Yeah why?"

"Mate, I was gonna ring for a car but if you wait for me to get my stuff then would you be able to give me a lift home?"

"Anything for my little leprechaun." He coos the words and we all laugh in unison.

"Hey, don't forget that Niall's older than you!" I wink at Niall jokingly.

Harry smiles at me in an amused fashion and then pinches one of Niall's chubby cheeks. "Only in numbers."

"I'll have you mate."

They're just about to start play fighting on the gravel drive when Rosie intervenes. "Boys, boys!" Harry does the 'Im-watching-you' hand gestures and we all giggle, which causes Lola to run to the front door, to find out what all the noise is about. We wave at her together and she shyly waves back. I wonder what is like for her to open her front door and casually see two of her five idols waving back at her. I bet that she's not used to it -how could she be?

“Alright, we’ll just go and get your stuff.” Rosie takes Niall’s hand to lead him into the house, giving me a subtle wink on her way. Niall keeps turning back to watch us as the shuffle through the door.

“For some reason I’ve got a feeling that that was planned.”

“Me too.” Harry laughs shyly and leans back against his car.

“Thank you for tonight.”

“Don’t be silly –it wouldn’t have been fun if I was by myself.” His lips curl down mockingly and I force a hand over my mouth whilst I laugh.

“Well I had fun anyway.”

“Me too.”

 I don’t know what else to say. It feels like there’s something else to say. “I’ll be expecting all the articles tomorrow morning.”

“Me too. I can’t wait to find out all the gossip on our relationship… it’ll be the first I hear about it.”

We both start to laugh sarcastically and I dive in for a kiss on the cheek. “Thanks Harry.”

He seems surprised and wraps one hand round my waist, another around my shoulders. “No problem love, I hope we’ll be seeing each other again soon.”

“Oh I bet we will.” I start to take off his leather jacket from around my daisy crop top when he puts and arm forward to stop me.

“Don’t worry. Keep it. It might encourage me to make more plans with you.”

“Okay.” I feel myself blushing so start to back down the road before he can see. “See you later.”

“Bye Rachel.”

We said just about everything there was to say, so why is there always something missing from our conversations?


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