Love Hate (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

New Feelings and Trashed Love

Author's Note;

I know I close to never put these in the beginning of a chapter, but I was debating whether or not to make a sequel... I want to make this fanfic about 50/60 chapters, maybe even more! Then a sequel...if you all want! This is my most popular story and I don't know if you'd all read the sequel, so I may just make this super long until it gets really boring and has to come to a stop. Anyways, on with the chapter! :) xx

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I sighed and rolled over, glancing at the clock through my fuzzy vision. 2:36AM. I groaned and rolled out of bed, trying not to wake Harry. "Love?," I heard a husky voice ask from behind me. I turned around, "Shhh...I'm just going to take a pill, I'll be back." He nodded and rolled over, going back to sleep.

I slowly walked down the steps and into the kitchen, grabbing a water bottle and 2 Advil. After downing the pills, I couldn't help but look around at my house. I have to admit, it felt lonely without Liam in the house, like something was missing that should be there.

A tear fell from my cheek before I spotted an old picture of Liam and I. I walked over and picked up the picture, tears turning into waterfalls. "What's wrong, love?," a very tired Harry asked, walking down the steps and wrapping his arms around my waist carefully.

"Oh nothing...just something that I miss...," I said, putting the picture face-down on the stand. "Look, if you want Liam back...just go get him," Harry said, putting his head down in defeat. I shook my head, "I don't miss him...I miss what we had," I replied, kissing Harry's lips softly.

"Good because I don't know what I could possibly do without you," he said, pecking my nose with a gentle kiss. "I love you, Mr. Styles," I replied, grasping both of his hands tightly. "I love you too, baby," he said, smashing his lips gently into mine. Smiling against his lips, we parted, both filled with joy.

"I'm glad that we finally figured out what we were," Harry began, "I always used to envy Liam for having the most amazing wife on the planet. I used to hate when you two kissed...it killed me to see my best friend kissing someone other than me."

I smiled and hugged him tightly, burying my face in his shoulder. "I'm going to go upstairs," I said, releasing Harry's hands. "Actually, since it's the holiday season, I think that we should go and do something special," Harry stated, pulling me back into his grip.

"Ice skating sound okay?," I asked, looking down at my feet. I haven't ice skated in years, but if I fell, I knew that Harry would be there to catch me. "If you don't fall," he said with a chuckle, gently placing his lips on my right cheek. "No promises," I said, blushing and looking at the ground.

---------------------------------

After about an hour, we were all bundled up and ready to go to Rockefeller Center. "After you, my love," Harry said, opening the front door. I walked out of the house and into the car, waiting for Harry to start driving. "Now, is there anything you've ever been too scared to tell me?," he asked, starting up the car.

"A lot of things, actually. When I met you, I thought that you were flawless. Then whenever we cuddled, I had the urge to reach up and kiss those bright pink lips of yours, but I never got to do it because Liam was always there. All the time," I finished.

"Well...I thought that you were stunning the second I saw you. Your friend Lissa locked eyes with me first, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings by telling her that I'd rather date you. I also had the urge to kiss those full lips, but now I can," he said, leaning over and kissing me as we reached a stop light.

I smiled and kissed him back, waiting for us to go into the city. "HARRY!" "NIKKI!" OHEMGEE IT'S NIRRY!" "WOAH IT'S THAT CURLY HAIRED GUY FROM ONE DIRECTION!" "NIKKI PAYNE, WHERE'S LIAM?!" About a billion fans spot us in the city, causing us to stop every so often for a picture or a signature.

"I like how people call us 'Nirry,' it's a good couple name," Harry said, parking the car a few blocks away from Rockefeller Center. "You don't mind walking, do you?," Harry asked. I shook my head, "No...I like holding hands with you." He smiled at me and grasped my hand as we walked through New York City. "NIRRY! PICTURE?!," a fan screamed in the distance.

"Absolutely," Harry said, walking towards the fans and putting his arms around them. I was just about to snap the picture when a fan cut me off, "Get in!" I smiled and handed the camera to another fan as she snapped the picture of us. "Thank you!," the girls yelled as we walked away.

"I love you," Harry said, leaning over and kissing me. I felt something flush against my skin, something cold. I looked up into the white sky. "I-It's snowing...," I said, looking into Harry's bright, green eyes. "I can see that," he said with a smirk. I smiled at him and kissed him as white flakes fell from the sky. I felt a few eyes on us and saw a flash of a camera as we kissed.

"That was amazing," Harry said, pulling away from the kiss. I smiled, "I know." We walked further and into none other than Rockefeller Center itself. "Wow," I muttered as we stared at the Christmas tree. "It's almost as beautiful as you," Harry said, looking deeply into my eyes.

"I love you," I said, pulling him into a kiss, right in front of the tree in Rockefeller Center.

---------------------------------

Once we got home, we saw a few of the pictures that the fans took of us in the city. I loved the one of us kissing in front of the tree so much, to the point where it was my profile picture, display picture and background on my phone. "I love you," Harry muttered, wrapping his arms gently around my waist and dozing asleep. "I love you more," I replied, burying my face in his chest.