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'?


114. I Mean Everything To Him


At some point during my sleep, Niall’s voice starts to bring me back to consciousness. He doesn’t know it, and I can tell he’s trying not to wake me, so I just keep quiet and concentrate on breathing evenly. I can’t help it when I roll my neck slightly, just to check for stiffness, but he just takes it for me moving in my sleep and snuggles his chest closer to me.

I think it’s safe to open my eyes just a little bit, and apart from having Niall lying wrapped around me, I can just manage to see that the room’s gotten darker and he’s munching from a large packet of cool Doritos. It makes me smile but I feel bad that he’s had to sit with me since I fell asleep on him at around 21:00. It’s a few hours later now and he must be starving, but instead he has decided to lie here with me, rather than take care of his own needs. I literally must be the luckiest girl in the world.

“Yeah. Yeah man, I was really scared at first.” One of his fingers trail off the side of my head, and onto my face; a strand of hair following behind it. I try not to laugh at how ticklish it feels, but I can’t help the smile that makes its way up to the surface. Niall must be on the phone to someone. “I’ve never seen anyone in that much pain before… I didn’t know what to do and she wouldn’t let me call an ambulance or take her to the hospital. Na, I spoke to her mum. Yeah.” I think I can hear Harry’s voice in the background but it could be one of the other boys instead. “Well she’s okay now… I think. Yeah, she’s asleep but at least there’s a smile on her face now. Mhmm…”

I hear murmuring on the other end of the line and assume that they’re still talking about me. I wonder how many of the boys he will have talked to, about what’s happened or asked for advice. I notice that the water bottle in my arms, pressed against my tummy, has lost all of its heat so I nudge closer to Niall, burying my hair under one of his arms that supports him on the pillows. “Yeah, I’m still going to stay home though –keep her company and make sure everything’s okay. I don’t know what I’d be feeling if I were her though, Harry. Seriously, earlier she wouldn’t even look at me –it was like she was ashamed and embarrassed. It nearly killed me seeing her like that. She means… everything to me.”

Whether my heart stops, or my breathing stops, I don’t know –I literally wouldn’t be able to tell the difference in this half asleep state but I know that it was the effect of his comment.

 I know how Niall feels about me –it’s obvious whenever he takes me out for dates, makes out with me in my bedroom or cuddles me as we walk through the streets of London, like he had done when we were buying Christmas presents for all of our friends earlier- but hearing him say something like that, hearing him admit it to one of his friends, is a completely different feeling. It takes away all of the grey from our relationship –leaving me with just the black and the white –a clear picture of the two of our feelings for each other.

“Yeah I know Harry, thanks bro but Liam’s already offered. He said if anything happens or I need his help I can just call him or Sophia and they’ll be straight up. Yes, I know you’re only one floor down but Liam’s stronger. What am I trying to say? I’m saying that with two bum knees if I need any help it will be that I need help carrying her somewhere or taking her to the hospital.” He laughs into the microphone. “Yeah, yeah, macho man. Well I don’t think any of us have anything on Li’s strength –especially you Harold. It would just be in an emergency anyway –I think she’s probably feeling a lot better now.” I hear him biting his nails before taking a few crisps from the bag on the bed side table.

“Yeah, Zayn said he literally had to lock the door and keep his eyes on Perrie to make sure she didn’t march up here. She was really worried but he said it wouldn’t help –that we needed space.” I’m so glad I made up with Perrie –she’s so lovely and passionate about her friends and family. “Harry it’s nearly 1am now. You should be going to sleep if you guys have work.” I hear him guffaw. “Insomnia my arse, you’re probably just too busy texting Rachel still…” There’s a pause. “I’m not surprised she’s worried. Tell Rach that Rosie’s fine and I’ll see if she’s up to calling her in the morning. Yeah, we made it through the bad patch. Alright I’m gonna go now, thanks for calling. It’s a bit lonely when there’s nothing on TV and your girlfriend’s fast asleep.” Another twinge of guilt. “Man that sounds good. You’re a star. Yeah, you have the spare key to my flat right? Just leave it on the kitchen side. I bet me and Rosie will be starving in the morning. She’s not eaten anything since about 5. Okay. Later bro. See you tomorrow.” He hangs up and I feel him fumble around on the bedside table, switching off the lights and putting his phone there, before he lies back down and makes sure that I’m completely covered by the duvet before snaking his arms around me.

Niall’s heavy breath is on the side of my face as he places a few soft kisses there and then rests his head on the pillow above mine, so that the cologne on his neck is pressed right against my face, sending me back into a warm, cosy sleep.


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