Promise Me This [h.s]

09.

Harry Styles

I was now sitting at the dining table with Amaya, her father, sister, and her relatives. There was a variety of Indian dishes on display which honestly made my mouth drool. Believe it or not I'm a big fan of Indian cuisine.

At the table, I noticed that Amaya's cousin, Shanti, wasn't seated anywhere which made me wonder where she could be. Since Amaya's father was bragging to his sister, her husband, and Shanti's husband about the 5 million he inherited, from yours truly, I decided now was the perfect time to ask Amaya about Shanti, even though I was fuming just listening to her father make a mockery of me.

Since she was sitting next to me, I turned my head to the right so it was now facing her.

"I thought your cousin was going to be here tonight?"

She turns her head toward me, "yeah, she's just running... late." Amaya replies to me in a somewhat sly manner.

"What? Why?" I ask confusedly irritated.

"Uh, is there something you'd like to tell me?" She asks me, being completely puzzled as well.

I gulp down the bits of nerves I was feeling, Amaya cannot know that my band mates were outside her house, let alone that Niall is going to sneak into it.

I quickly changed the subject back to Amaya's cousin, "where is Shanti?" I ask again a bit more sternly.

She doesn't say anything, she quickly looks at her father and relatives, making sure they didn't hear what I had asked.

She pulls out her phone and begins to type on a blank screen. Since we don't have each other's numbers yet, I'm assuming she's trying to type what she wants to say to me but can't for some reason.

After she types it out, she hands her phone over to me so that I can read what she has written:

My father, Shanti's parents, and I guess, Shanti's husband cannot know this, they think Shanti went to get the Indian desserts my father ordered before she comes here, but really she went to go surprise her boyfriend because it's been a little while since they've seen one another. If you don't already know, her boyfriend is actually your fellow bandmate Ni-

I don't have to read anymore to understand the situation the boys and I have gotten ourselves into.

"Fuck." I whisper while rushing to grab my phone from my pocket.

Amaya wasn't asking me what's wrong or anything which made me very confused, so I looked back up at her only to see her jaw dropped.

I turn my head forward so it looks as if I was staring at Amaya's father, sister, aunt, uncle, and Shanti's husband who were seated in front of Amaya and I, when really I was staring at the young Irish figure that was tiptoeing toward the kitchen.

Niall bloody Horan.

Oh for fucks sake man. What was he thinking?!

I look back at Amaya, who is still in absolute shock at what she was witnessing.

Since Amaya's father and relatives seemed so engaged in the conversation, I took it upon myself to sneak my way into the kitchen where Niall is. Of course the moment I started to stand up, all eyes turned to me.