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'?


47. Entwined


The night had been good. After seeing The Den for the first time and choosing to watch Thor 2, we had watched the whole of the movie together as a group. The film was great and so much better than the first. When the credits started rolling Harry and Louis asked the rest of us if we were hungry. No one was starving but we decided that we might be able to demolish 2 pizzas between the seven of us.

Rosie left me so that she could take the boys downstairs and find a pizza delivery leaflet for Pizza Hut. Barely 10 minutes later, Louis Harry and a tired Rosie walked back through the material curtains and the boys proceeded to ring up the nearest restaurant.

“Okay, so about 20 minutes? Yes that’s fine. And it will be £19.80? Mhm... Okay thank you.” Harry hung up on the house phone and high fived Louis. “Let’s go down and wait for them. Anyone want us to bring them up a drink?” Harry looked round the room and Louis clapped his hands together before he could give anyone a chance to reply.

“No, right, okay. Come on Harry.” They started down the stairs and Louis called back “Don’t worry, we’ll bring some drinks up. It’s getting a bit hot in here.”

An hour later we were watching World War Z and Zayn was eating the last piece of barbeque pizza. “You sure you don’t want it Nialler?”

I patted my belly and let out a deep breath “No. I’ve eaten way more than my fair share tonight. I’ll be sick if I eat anymore.”

“You better not be...” Rosie giggled sleepily from where she had laid her head on my knees.

I rubbed Rosie’s back softly and looked over at Rachel who was already sleeping, curled up on her side. She had fallen asleep whilst watching the film and Louis had thrown another duvet over the top of her softly breathing body.

“I won’t. Are you tired, love?”

She yawned and patted my leg. “Yeah I am. Can I have a cuddle?” I opened up my arms and she nestled perfectly into the crook of my arm and torso whilst she closed her eyes. I took one of her soft hands to intertwine my fingers with, and she squeezed her fingers around mine even tighter. About 30 minutes later, I was supporting a sleeping girl, whose cheeks had flushed red from the boiling room.

The film was about to draw to an end, but I had spent most of my time watching a peaceful and happy Rosie, so I knew that I wouldn’t be missing out on anything. “Guys, I think I’m gonna put Rosie to bed. Are you gonna be alright up here by yourselves?”

“Go, go... Don’t worry about us. We’ll put Rachel to bed before we leave.” Everyone was looking sleepy and I could tell that they wouldn’t be sat here for much longer anyway.

Liam looked over at me with concern “Do you need some help moving Rosie?”

I looked down at her.  Roselyn was leant against me, one hand was glued to my chest, the other interlaced with my own and she was hiding her face in my t-shirt. “Nah, it’s alright mate. Can you hold her up while I get up though?” Liam made his way over and pulled her from the ground by her armpits, lightly, so that she did not wake. Harry had come over to help too, and he put one hand around her waist to hold her up and keep her balanced against his hip.

I stood up next to the limp, sleeping body and figured out how I was going to get her down the stairs. She was considerably smaller than me so I lifted her bridal style; one arm under her neck, the other under her knees, and walked steadily out of the room. “See you boys in the morning. Love you all. Sweet dreams.” They wished me goodnight and I carried Rosie down the stairs like a child. Her curls were starting to fall out of the bun and were dangling over my arm. She looked gorgeous and peacefully; oblivious to the position that I had put her in, inside my arms. It was just as I carried Rosie into her –or our- room that she stirred a little bit and hid her face away from the light, against my body. “Nearly there.” I whispered as I placed a short kiss on her forehead.

I managed to slip one hand away from her body to pull the cool bed sheets back and lay her down on the mattress. When she was tucked up and the door was tightly shut from across the room, I also crawled into bed and rubbed at my eyes. I welcomed the cold temperature of the sheets and faced the beautiful angel that lay opposite me.

I was about to take my eyes away from her face when I saw her lips move slightly “Niall?” Her voice was barely audible.

“Yes, I’m here, love.”

She gave me a one word answer, that told me everything I needed to know. “Good.” Her lips formed a smile as she reached for my hand and I took hers gently. It meant that I was welcome here, next to the girl that I loved so dearly.

It was then that we slipped away into a comfortable, accompanied and fulfilled sleep of peace. Making a pact, to be together until the morning came and we woke up feeling satisfied in each other’s company.


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