6. He's Here
"Jordan! The cupcakes are done!" Len yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I jumped in my shoes. He'll be here soon. I quickly zipped up my leather pants. It has two zippers on each side of my legs. I slid my black belly shirt on and pulled on my leather jacket. "Pull them out! I'll be down in a minute!" I shouted as I did last minute touches on my make up. I gave a final sigh and ran down stairs. The cupcakes sat cooling off on the counter. I giggled as I saw the mess my cousin made. "Len, oh dear." I wiped flour off his forehead. A car door slammed shut. A few seconds later another car door slammed shut. "Holy mother of God." I breathed. "Go, answer the door. But wait like three minutes so it won't seem like you were waiting at the door." I pushed Len to the front door and began coating the cupcakes with chocolate frosting. I heard Len open the door. I paused in my tracks as I listened for HIS voice. "Hey! You must be Niall!" Len greeted Niall. Or I hope he greeted Niall. It'd be sad if he got mixed up with the names. "And... Harry." I heard the smile in Len's voice. For myself my heart began pounding out of my chest. It's been a little while since I've seen Harry in person. Or even felt his touch.... "Jordan!" I heard that cheery Irish accent yell my name. I spun around; cupcake and frosting in hand; and was tackled into the counter. "I've missed you, Jor!" Niall nuzzled his face into my neck. "I've missed you to, Nialler." My face got mushed into his hair. It's gotten big. Like tall big not long big. "Jordan..." I heard Harry's breath sigh away as he Laid his eyes on me. "Harry." I gasped a deep breath as Harry tore Niall off me and hugged me so tight I could barely breath. "I love you so much. I'm so sorry. Jordan, please forgive me. It's all my fault. I didn't mean to. Is there-" I cut him off with a kiss. "You're here." I gasped inbewteen kisses. He pulled me closer not wanting to break the kiss. "Screw the fans. I love you and the rumors will never separate us again. Jordan, will you marry me?" He leaned his forehead against mine. "Yes, Harry Edward Styles." I gave him another kiss. This man is my soul mate.