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'?


53. My Girl


It was just after 1:00am when I walked into the bedroom, labelled as 'Roselyn's' and saw the brunette angel herself. She was lying under the white duvet and rested on her chest. A full head of hair was visible, with only two tiny fists sticking out from under the covers, on either side of the pillow so that they could guard her face.

I retrieved my bag from one corner of the room and pulled out my sweats, so that I could wear them for the second night.

Shortly after changing, I went to brush my teeth and then fell into the bed next to Rosie. I pulled the guitar onto my lap -which had been placed by the bed when I had walked in- so that it sat on the cool, down blanket. 

Strumming my fingers lightly across the strings, I subconsciously started to play the chorus to one of our less familiar songs. Smiling to myself, I hummed along with the melody and remembered the words effortlessly "You don't understand you don't understand, what you do to me when you hold his hand. We were meant to be but a twist of fate, made it so we had to walk away. ‘Cause we're on fire, we're o-on fire. We're on fire now. Yeah we're on fire; we're o-on fire. We're o-on fire now."

"I don't care what people say when we're together. You know I wanna be the one who holds you when you sleep." My eyes darted to sleeping girl next to me and it made me feel strangely lonely; to see that she was asleep -right next to me- and here I was, singing and playing to myself. Just as the lyrics stated, I wanted to be the one holding her right now. 

"I just want it to be you and I forever. I know you want to leave. So come on, baby be with me so happily."

The lyrics felt too upbeat for me to be singing solo, into the dark room, so I slowed down the tempo and just quietly strummed the chords that came after the chorus. I looked over to my right and saw that, not only had Rosie turned over in her sleep, but she was now lying on one arm and was watching the way that my fingers made strokes along the guitar strings.

"Hey." My voice was soft and comforting.

"Hey. Niall I can't sleep." Rosie's eyebrows pulled together and she bit her lip lightly. Her eyes didn't leave my fingers once; even when I stopped playing so that I could put the guitar down and give her a cuddle. "No. Don't stop playing, it's really nice."

"Okay." A smile played on her lips once I had picked the song up where I had left it off.

We sat there in silence for a while, the guitar's notes and each others' even breath were the only things audible between the two of us, when she moved herself closer to me and leaned her head on my shoulder.

"You have a beautiful voice you know."

It made me smile. I had been told that so many times, by so many different people, and yet this one time meant the most to me by far. I sang some more, just for Rosie, in reply to her compliment. "It's 4am and I know that you're with him. I wonder if he knows that I touched your skin. And if he feels my traces in your hair, well sorry love but I don't really care." Rosie breathed out happily and I felt her relax against my body.

I knew that I was planning this for tomorrow, but I felt like now was the right time to say it so I stopped singing and started a conversation over the music. "Rosie?"


"I know that, well, we announced 'us' over twitter today, but I needed to ask you this. It’s just because I want to know where we are and be able to refer to it as something special. I'm not going to be one of those typical guys who starts something and takes you for granted or doesn't want the commitment. I want to make you feel special everyday that we are together and be able to show you off to the whole world for the beautiful and caring girl that you are. I may have a different lifestyle to you at the moment but I want you to play a part in it. I need you to play a part in it. So..."

Rosie urged me to carry on talking, obviously aware of where this was going "Go on Niall, ask me."

"Rosie... you’ll be my girlfriend, right?"

I heard her sigh and automatically knew what her answer would be "I thought you'd never ask me." She swatted at my cheek playfully and then replaced it with a kiss from her lips. "It took you a while."

"I know, I just wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. Now I know that it is. You're perfect. This is perfect." I gestured to where her skin touched mine as her arm lay around my shoulders, and her red and blue nails brushed the skin of my arm; linking our two bodies together.

Rosie knelt up so that her head was at the same height as mine. "No Mr Horan. We are only perfect when we are together. I feel so lucky to have you." She kissed me lips shyly and I returned it.

"Agreed." was all I had to say before she pushed the guitar off of my lap, onto the floor, so that she could curl up to me and we could fall asleep together. Things had never been so perfect, and I had never felt happier than when I was curled up next to my girl. My Rosie.


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