Rock Me(A One Direction Love Story)

Chapter 9 A Picnic a Kiss and a Flirty Irishman

“It’s time to get up in the morning…” you hear a deep voice singing softly in your ear. You cover your head with a pillow and groan. You start to hear a guitar and you hear a bunch of other boys singing along. “SO YOU GOTTA GET UP,” A boy shouts and you feel the bed shake violently. You groan and throw a pillow at the voice. You turn over and see Zayn punch Louis in the balls and you stifle a laugh as he falls to the ground in pain. Zayn turns over and puts his arms out to you. You gladly scoot into his arms and watch him start to doze off again. You watch as the other boys file out to make breakfast and you grab the remote off your dresser. You turn on the tv and try to mute the tv but it doesn’t work and soon Zayn is awake again. He sits up and pulls you up to put you next to him. He turns the channel to cartoons and puts his arm around you. You put your head on his shoulder and smile happily. A while later you hear a knock on your door and you see Harry poke his head in. “_____, are you gonna do anything today?” “Uh no I don’t have anything planned, why?” Harry smiles, “then get dressed, me and you are gonna go on a picnic,” he says as he comes over and pulls you out of bed. He picks you up and carries you out the door. “Later DJ Malik,” you hear Harry say with a smirk in his voice. Harry carries you down the stairs and sets you down at the bar. He gives you a bowl of fruit and an orange juice. “Healthy much,” you complain. “I don’t want you to eat too much since we’re gonna be eating in like an hour,” he says cheekily. You smile and eat a little of the fruit, then you go up to get dressed and you see Zayn still watching cartoons in your bed. “You gonna stay there all day,” you say teasing him. “Do you have to go with Harry,” Zayn asks sullenly. “It’ll be good for me to get out,” you argue. “We could go out then,” Zayn replies. “Zayn, I’m not your girlfriend, we don’t have to spend every second together,” you say jokingly. “I wish you were,” he mumbles softly. You stop and look up, “What?” He looks back to the tv. “Nothing,” he says as he turns up the volume. You grab your clothes and jog down to the bathroom to get ready. When you’re finished you go down and wait for Harry. Suddenly, two hands cover your eyes. “Guess who,” the mystery guy says. “uhhhhhhh, I don’t know,” you say. The accent is unrecognizable. Like Irish? “Are you Irish,” you ask. “Through and through lass,” says the voice. “Oh how exciting, I get to meet an Irishman,” you say. You hear him chuckle, “not only am I an Irishman, but I am also your dream come true,” he says flirtatiously. “Do I get to know the name of my dream come true,” you ask, flirting back. The hands finally leave your face and you look up to see a stunning blonde boy. “Ya can just call me Niall, sweet cheeks,” he says gently pulling your cheek. You laugh, “Alright Niall, good to meet you.” “I might say the same about you lovely,” he says with a smirk. You see Harry walk in. “What are you doing with my love, Niall,” he says as he walks closer. “Your love,” Niall asks suspiciously. “Yeah she’s mine.” “But I want her,” Niall saus winking. “I am neither one of yours, boys,” you say laughing. “I think I could change your mind about that,” says Niall seductively before kissing you on the cheek. You blush and look down at your nails. “Uh, Niall, can I speak to you alone,” Harry says icily and confused. Both Niall and Harry walk away into the other room as you pick at your already chipped nail polish. <Harry’s POV> “WHAT THE HELL,” I say as I slap Niall on the head. “What,” he says confused. “Since when did you become Mr. Flirt,” I say angrily. Zayn is already enough of a competition. “Well, Zayn told me what happened, and I’ve always kinda digged _____. I mean, she’s different. She’s sassy, and cheeky, yet fun and flirty, and boy does she have an appetite. So I decided, this is like my chance. I’m getting a second chance to make her mine,” he says dreamily. I slap him hard on the back of the head again. “She’s mine, leprechaun,” I say annoyed. “Not yet she’s not,” Niall says. I look at him stunned. “What’s gotten into you Niall, you never compete with us for girls, you let me and Zayn get all the action,” I say reminding him how things are supposed to be. “Yeah, well that was before her. Look both of you have a problem, when she gets her memory back, she’s gonna remember how much she hates both of you and she’s gonna realize how much you’ve used her. She’ll want someone to get her through that, and I want to be close enough that she’ll choose me.” Okay, I seriously underestimated Niall when it comes to brains. “Oh yeah, well who says she’ll get her memory back,” I try to say with confidence. “Don’t pretend you aren’t worried. You know she will too,” he says as he walks upstairs laughing like a maniac. I think I’m gonna pass out because he’s right. If _____ gets her memory back, me and Zayn are both screwed, but I’m not gonna give up because I mean seriously what are the odds she’s gonna get her memory back…Yeah…I have nothing to worry about. “Ready to go love,” I shout. “Yeah I’m ready,” I hear _____ say as I grab the picnic basket and walk out to meet her. <Your POV> Harry walks out and grabs your hand leading the way to the car. You buckle up and watch as Harry starts the car. “So where are we going,” you ask, barely able to hold in your excitement. “I can’t tell you that love,” Harry says mysteriously, but then his face clouds, “So what do you think about Niall,” he asks nonchalantly. “Oh,” you start blushing again, “he was cool.” “Yeah,” Harry asks sounding uptight. “Yeah, he was really sweet too,” you say smiling at how cute he was. The way his shaggy hair fell perfectly over his bright eyes that seemed to light up the whole room. The way his jeans hugged his butt so seductively--. “Are you listening to me,” Harry looks at you. “Uh, yeah,” you say looking out the window. Your face must be brighter than a tomato. You realize you’re out in the middle of nowhere as Harry brings the car to a stop. “We’re here, love.” He blindfolds you then comes around and guides you out of the car and down to where you hear splashing. Harry takes the blindfold off and you see a beautiful lake in front of you. “Wow, this is beautiful,” you say with awe. “Let’s go for a walk,” Harry says. You walk a little while until Harry reaches out and grabs your hand. You smile at him and let him hold it. You start talking about random things, and before you know it, you’ve covered a mile or so. “Maybe we should get back,” you say tired. “I’ll race you,” Harry says mischeviously. “What happens to loser,” you ask nervously. “Loser has to skinny dip,” Harry says laughing. Suddenly you take advantage of that, you push him down and run like there’s no tomorrow. You get there first absolutely out of breath. Harry comes up not too much later panting. “Alright, ladies,” Harry says pretending to hold a microphone, “hold on to your panties, cause we have our own little hometown beauty giving a little preview tonight.” He grabs his shirt to pull it over his head, but you decide that it would be wrong, so you just push him in. “HEY,” he says annoyed, I didn’t even get to strip!” You laugh and walk up to where the water is. “Yeah, I was scared you might blind me with all the ugly,” you say jokingly and before you know it, Harry has grabbed your foot and pulled you in. You resurface and gasp for air. “I’m gonna kill you Harry Styles,” you say splashing him with water. You both splash each other until you start to shiver and you look up and realize it’s getting late. You get out and trudge to a rock in your wet clothes. “Don’t worry, I planned ahead,” Harry says throwing you a towel. He sits down next to you and starts to pull of his shirt, but gets caught in it. “Help me,” he says frustrated. You reach out and slowly peel of his shirt clinging to his wet chest. You run your fingers over his muscles and down his chest. He looks at your fingers and then you both look at each other. He pulls your face closer to him and he leans in and starts kissing you. You kiss him back even though the only person on your mind is Niall…