Stuck With Me {A Niall Horan / Harry Styles Fan Fiction}

Chapter 19

RECAP: "Niall, I'm coming back."

MARY'S POV

Sitting in the plane with Logan gave me a vague sense of deja-vu. I sigh, pulling out my phone to see 7 missed calls from Josh. I shove my phone into my bag, not at all ready to deal with him. I tickle Logan a bit to try to make her laugh, and it works. She releases a gurgle, a permanent smile on her face. I smile too, comforted. I close my eyes, falling asleep almost instantly.

What seemed like only minutes later, the plane is landing and the stewardesses are telling us to remain seated and buckle up. Soon the plane is landed and we leave, entering the airport. I head towards baggage claim, and stop in surprise. 5 boys are standing there, holding up a sign with my name on it. Suddenly all the emotions I had bottled up came pouring out in the form of tears. 

I felt stupid standing there, sobbing in the middle of the airport. The boys come rushing over to me, hugging me. I smile, wiping my tears away. "Mary, what happened?" Harry asks, rubbing my back soothingly.

I sniffle. "Josh cheated on me," I sob, burying my head into his shoulder. There are gasps of shock and various tones of 'What?'

"Are you okay?" Niall asks. I was surprised that he was released from rehab. He looked good, sober. I pause before shaking my head. "Well we'll make it better, won't we?" The boys all nod. 

"Let's go back to the hotel," Louis says and they lead me back to the van. They ask for the whole story, so I tell them. Afterwards they're all sympathetic, telling me that I didn't deserve it and such.

Liam even says, "We can fire him, if you like."

I smile, shaking my head. "No, that's okay. I don't want him to lose his job, no matter how much I hate him right now."

"Yeah, you're probably right," Liam says. We spend the rest of the ride in silence. When we get to the hotel, the boys are all too eager to cater to all my needs. They take my bags, carry Logan, anything I would ask for. They explained to me that no rooms were available, though, so I would have to stay with one of them. Harry immediately offers, and I give him a strange look. Wasn't he dating Cate?

They carry my bags up to Harry's room, and unfortunately leave me alone with him. Talk about awkward. I quietly retreat to the other side of the room to unpack my bags. Harry is sitting on the only bed in the room, texting quietly. I nearly wince at how awkward it is when the smell of a dirty diaper is blatantly obvious. I take Logan to the kitchen, spreading out a towel to lay her on. After I change her diaper, I continue unpacking. It was still really awkward.

"So. . ." I venture. No reply. "Harry?" I ask, turning around. He wasn't there. I walk out into the 'living room', where there was a TV, a couch, and a coffee table. On the coffee table was a note that definitely wasn't there before. I pick it up.

Go to bathroom.

Curiously, I go into the bathroom, and find another note. Only this time, there's a box next to it. I open it cautiously. Inside is a Nerf gun and a package full of the foam pellets. Smiling, I pick them up and stuff them in my pocket.Then I read the note.

Room 887.

As I grab the gun, I realize that there's also a room key in there. Probably to room 887. I shake my head, wondering what the boys were up to. I get in the elevator and ride up to the 8th floor. I search around for a bit before eventually finding 887. I press my ear lightly to the door, half-dreading what might be waiting. 

I take the key out of my pocket and unlock the door as quietly as possible. I turn the knob slowly, then throw open the door, pointing my nerf gun wildly around the room. Nobody was there. I shrug, sitting down on the couch. Big mistake. Just then, the boys come swarming out of nowhere, pelting me with foam bullets, I screech, leaping up, and shooting wildly.

It was so much fun, just running around and letting loose, messing around with the 5 boys that I loved.

Soon, we're out of bullets and breath, we sit down on the couch, laughing even though we can't breath. "Thanks. . .guys," I pant. They smile at me.

"No problem, you needed. . .some cheering. . .up," Harry smiles, panting as well.

I smile widely. "Well it worked," I say, finally catching my breath.

"I think we should get something to eat, yeah?" Niall suggests.

"Of course you would ask that," Zayn laughs. We all get up, leaving our guns. We go out to eat at Nando's, specially requested by none other than Niall. We get seated immediately, because Niall was a regular customer. Niall doesn't even need a menu, he just recites his meal by heart to the waitress. We all eventually order, prompted by Niall's continuous whining.

After the meal we all go back to the apartment. It was really late, at least for me, so I went to bed after renting a crib from the front desk. I had the couch, since it would be really awkward to sleep in the same bed as Harry. I curl up on the couch after laying Logan down for bed. Harry was in the bathroom getting ready for bed.

Harry goes to his bedroom, but a few minutes later he comes out. "Hey Mar? Can I watch TV with you for a while? I can't sleep."

I smile, admiring his sweet innocence. "Yeah, Harry. Come on over." I sit up to make room for him, and when he sits down I toss part of the blanket over him, so that we were both sharing the same blanket. I was aware that we were practically glued to each other we were so close, but for some odd reason I couldn't find myself to care very much. I just sighed contentedly and turned on the TV.

We end up watching some late night talk show, but I didn't really pay attention to it. I was already drifting off to sleep. I yawned, not noticing Harry slowing putting his arm around me. I could hardly keep my eyes open. I lay my head down on the pillow next to me, and Harry follows my lead and lays down practically on top of me. He kisses my forehead gently and softly, making his way down to my lips. I guess you could say I was kissing him back, but I was almost asleep. 

"Harry," I whisper, taking a break. "We can't do this, you're dating Cate." I wasn't sure we could even keep on kissing despite that being an obstacle. The only thing not asleep was my brain, and even that was shutting off.

Harry looks deeply into my eyes, and bites his lip softly, smirking as well. "Mar," he whispers, "that doesn't matter to me," and he kisses me once more before winking and getting off of me. I fall asleep, my mind racing.

A/N:

OH LORD THE FEELS. butsrsly. Sorry it's pretty short, but I hope it was really good. Remember to vote, comment, and tell ALL the directioners about this loverly story! <3 (by the way I'm changing this to a Harry/Niall fanfic because I haven't decided who Mary's going to end up with)

-xoxo, hannah!