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'?


10. Blue Scarf


Tonight's been so good, but I'm extremely tired and want to go home now. I know I'm going to regret not being able to spend more time with these lovely boys later, but for now I'm just enjoying the few moments that we have left with them. We all exchange small talk and I notice how well Zayn has taken to Lola. He is currently crouching down with her in a corner, so that he;s closer to her height, and is intently listening to her chatter on about something that isn’t particularly important at all. She's never going to forget this day -ever. How cute.

I hear a beep from outside the glass doors before I notice that Justin is waiting for us in his car. “Lola are you ready to go?” She gives a sad nod but looks back to Zayn who gives her a big cuddle before kissing her on the cheek. All of the boys say ‘aw’ in unison and I can’t help but join in.

“Well I guess this is goodbye.” I try to be cheerful, but I've really started to like having these beautiful, genuine and crazy boys around me. Louis pushes everyone out of the way to give me the first hug and peck on the cheek. Then Liam. Then Zayn. I walk over to Harry who I also give a hug as he pecks me on the cheek and whispers into my ear, silently “I hope we’ll all be seeing you very soon Rosie.” I don’t understand what he means by that, but he pulls away with a wink and goes straight over to Lola before I can ask.

I don’t have much time to think about it before, last but by no means least, the gorgeous Niall embraces me in his arms and squeezes me tight before I receive my fifth and final kiss on the cheek. “I hope you enjoyed tonight.”

“It was the best.” I reply genuinely and he seems to pick up on it, because he smiles at me before I take Monkey’s hand and wave goodbye to the boys. We walk through the door, past the security guard who smiles at me once again and we head to the Land Rover; getting ourselves ready for the long car journey home. We say hey to Justin who is turning Capital on on the radio. I help Monkey to jump in and I'm about to swing my leg up to get in when-


It's Niall.

I wonder what he wants before I walk over and meet him half way across the wide pavement. He has his phone out and I can see all of the boys with their faces plastered against the doors, watching from behind him when I say “Niall, what’s th-?”

He shuts me up with a finger to my lips before saying “Look I don’t know about you, but I really enjoyed talking to you tonight. I think I’d like to get to know you better so I was wondering... if I would be able to get your number.” He looks unsure of himself and all I can think about is how sexy his voice sounds and how I had gotten so lucky in one night -one night that I hadn’t been particularly looking forward to at first. He looks at me sceptically, waiting for an answer that he isn’t sure he's going to get.

Finally I gave him a huge smile and wrap my arms around him. “I thought you’d never ask.” I breathe into his light blue jumper. He seems surprised by my reaction and hugs me back before I repeat my number to him twice and he double checks to make sure he’s definitely gotten it right.

“I’ll speak to you soon then!”

“Yeah, I’ll look forward to it!” I smile up at him but then remember. “Oh, but don’t ring me after 8:30am or before 3:00pm.” He looks at me questioningly. “I’ll be in sixth form.”

“Right, of course!” he smiles at me and I wave as I get back into the car. Before we leave, Monkey and I watched the boys run out to him, patting him on the back and jumping on him as they get into the eight-seater car that's just pulled up.

Justin's smiling at what he's just witnessed and the happiness that's written all over me and Lola’s faces and as we pull away he chuckles “Good night then girls?”

Me and Monkey look at each other before replying in unison “The best.” He just laughs and as we reach the end of the road, Lola puts her head on my shoulder and falls asleep in no time. As I watch her I see that she has something in her hand. It's none other than Zayn’s dark blue scarf that he had tied to his jeans for the whole concert. He must have given it to her before we left.

About an hour later, we pull up in our drive and I wake Lola up before helping her out of the car. We are greeted by kisses on the doorstep from our mother, who had gotten home shortly before us. We walk into the kitchen and stand around the kitchen table -eating away at some chicken sandwiches before they ask us how it went.

Lola's bursting with all of the energy that she'd stored up on the way home, and is animatedly explaining every little detail about the whole night, excluding the part when I ran out to take a phone call. She's the best. After a while my eyelids start drooping and all I want is my nice, warm bed. I get up to kiss everyone goodnight and start down the corridor towards the stairs.

“Why’s she so smiley?” My mum giggles to Lola as soon as she thinks I'm out of ear shot.

“She met someone. A boy.” Lola whispers. I can hear a smile in her voice.

“Really? What's he like? Is he nice?” They all seem interested to know the answers to each others’ questions. I lean against the stair banister sleepily, also interested to hear what she will say.

“Really. He’s extremely nice mum. He’s Irish and blonde and he was really sweet to us.”

“What was he doing there?"

"What was his name?”

I can hear Lola and Justin laughing together at what our mother and father aren’t yet aware of.

Lola sighs before she realises it's up to her to break the news “His name’s Niall Horan dad. And mum, he was there to sing at his concert.”

I wish I'd been there to see their faces. The silence confirms to me that both of them are too stunned to speak and I laugh as I finally make my way up the stairs, one step at a time; slowly dragging my feet. I get into my room and have just enough time to throw my goodie bag of merchandise -that I have not yet looked at- onto my spinny chair, wash my face, get changed into a pair of sweats and brush my teeth before I tie my hair back and climb into my huge King sized bed, to fall straight into a deep sleep shortly after.


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