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'?


9. Scooped Up


“Ah man, thank god we’ve nearly finished!” It's Louis who speaks to us first, as we walk in front of the table where they are all sitting.

“Long day?” I laugh at the boys who nod in agreement; smiling as I say it. I look at Lola, encouraging her to speak, but she looks at me blankly and I can tell she's star struck.

“You can say that again.” Zayn speaks in his thick northern accent; leaning back on the chair with his hands behind his head, smiling at my sarcasm.

I think Niall must notice Monkey’s nerves at meeting the boys for the first time, because he suddenly speaks up from his chair saying “So Lola. I hear you’re a huge fan of us boys? Especially Mr Malik over here?” I smile at him appreciatively and he gives me an understanding nod. I pushed her lightly; closer to the table.

She looks at Niall in awe and says “Yes. How did you know that?” Everyone is focused on Niall now, interested to see what his answer will be. Harry and Louis are also waiting but keep nudging each other, smirking and giggling as their eyes keep darting towards me; amused at the situation.

“Well, it just so happens that me and your sister were having a chat earlier and she just happened to mention it.” He winks at me and a few of the boys start laughing and wolf whistling; obviously enjoying the banter, trying to embarrass both me and Niall. Niall blushes but I just mock-scowl at Harry –the ring leader of the teasing- and they all burst into a fit of laughter.

“She’s funny this one!” Harry whispers at Niall so that it's audible to all of us; still trying to embarrass him. I laugh at his reaction when I notice Zayn trying to diffuse the boys banter.

He's leaning forward to Lola with his long fingers, who is currently standing opposite him, before he picks up the silver string of her hoodie and asks her “Hey, I have one of these don’t I?”

“Yep!” She starts to come out of her shell a bit more, as she is now speaking confidently to the band; obviously proud of the effort she had made and the fact that Zayn had picked up on it.

“That’s so cool! Hey, I just remembered! Since you made such an effort to come here tonight and stuff why don’t you take home some goodies?” the other boys agree and Zayn gives Lola a gorgeous smile before getting up to find two goody bags they have with them at the back.

“Oh, that’s really not necessary boys...”

“Polite too!” Harry adds, even quieter this time, but to an even bigger round of laughter. Niall smiles at me apologetically before his cheeks turned a pink colour again and his dimple appears on his left cheek. I automatically touch mine, unaware of what I'm doing.

“No we insist!” says Liam.

Lola looks at me with tears in her eyes –beyond happiness. Zayn comes back over; holding them behind his back. “One for the sweetheart.” He winks at Lola and holds one arm out to her. She takes it tentatively and her hands are shaking slightly in joy “And one for the pretty older sister.” I just roll my eyes and take the silver plastic bag as Zayn tries the most seductive face possible before bursting into laughter. He's such a jokey flirt.

Lola's already gotten out one of the merchandise from her bag and the boys are passing it down the table for each of them to sign. As I watch, each boy is being just as charming as the next. Unfortunately my attention keeps being drawn back to the beautiful blonde who's sitting the furthest away from me. I don’t realise how long I’ve been staring until he looks up at me and lets out a short laugh.

Suddenly aware of how long we’ve spent talking to them, I take out my phone and text Justin quickly.

‘About to leave. Pick us up in five? X’

“Who’s that you’re texting?” I turn quickly to see Louis peering over my shoulder. I didn’t even notice him get up to stand behind me.

“Oh, just our brother. He’s going to pick us up and take us home in a few minutes.”

“Cool.” He replies. I looked over at Lola and she looks disappointed. I know she’d never leave them if she had the choice. “I thought it might have been your boyfriend?”

“Boyfriend? What’s a boyfriend?” I ask dumbly and they all laugh loudly. I look over at Niall and see that he has a grin stretched over his face. His skin is so perfect and clear. Most girls would kill for that; luckily I've inherited good skin.

A guy with a white shirt on, which is tight over his broad muscles, pops his head through the door across the room. “Boys, there will be a car to pick you up in 5 minutes.” Must be a security guard, I think to myself.

“How good timing is that?” I laugh and the boys mutter their agreement.

“Nandossss!” Niall looks excited and I laugh at his enthusiasm at getting food. He must be one of those guys that is easily pleased, I think happily.

“We better start making our way out guys. You coming with us girls?” Liam asks us with a smile.

“Sure!” I smile at Lola and I know that she wants to spend as much time with them as possible.

The boys all shout a chorus of “Yes!” “Woop!” “Yaaay” and “Let’s go!”

When they said to us ‘Are you coming?’ I had imagined being able to walk for myself. Apparently the boys had other ideas.

I'm scooped up from behind by both Harry and Niall; each of them grabbing one of my legs and placing an arm around my back, meaning I only have enough time to secure my arms around each of their necks before I'm hoisted into the air and they run around the now-empty room with me sat in a chair they've made with all four of their arms.  My goodie bag swings behind Harry’s back, off my wrist, and I can hear everything rattling inside.

I'm giggling and squealing with laughter when I happen to see my little sister swung over one of Zayn Malik’s broad shoulders and Louis jumping onto Liam’s back; messing and running around for a few minutes, before we're speeding out of the doors and into the hallway before the door to the club. We're all breathless from running - or in mine, Lola and Louis’ case, from laughing - before we're safely placed back down on the ground and I give a sigh of relief. The boys are such lads and they're all currently smirking at me cheekily.


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