My Brother, Harry Styles?(One Direction FanFicton)

Chapter 18

HARLEIGH'S POV:

I wake up still sitting on Niall's lap snuggled up in his chest. I look up at him and see his puffy red eyes looking down at my cut. He sees me looking at the cut too and he kisses it.

"Please don't do this again. Ever." He says.

"I promise." I hold out my pinky and interlock it with his. "Pinky promise." I say smiling.

"Oh the doctor came in earlier and said you can leave when ever your ready today."

"Okay. I'm ready now, I hate it here."

"Okay, Just let me call Harry and-"He says, but I cutting him off.

"No, I don't want to go home. Well not right now." I say.

"Where do you want to go?" He asks.

"Anywhere where we can be alone." I answer snuggling back up into his chest.

"Okay."

NIALL'S POV:

"Paul, to Nando's" I yell to Paul.

"I'm not that hungry." Harleigh tells me.

"You don't have to eat. I thought we could just talk." I answer.

"Here we are." Paul tells us.

"Umm, Niall." She looks out the window and I look out to.

Oh really paps, how do they know where I am.

"Here," I take off my sunglasses and hand them to Harleigh. "Wear these." She puts them on.

I open the door and we get out. That's when the paps went cray-cray.

HARLEIGH'S POV:

The flashes are too much. The crowd is too big. The space around me is too small. The questions are too...too...idk.

"Harleigh are you prego?"

"Niall are you two dating?"

"Is it true you were in the hospital?"

"Why is there a cut on your arm?"

Oh no. I look down and my cut is on full view. I pull down my sleeve. I feel the back of my eyes burning and tears start to slip down my cheek, but by the time one can fall were inside.

"Harleigh are you oka-" Niall stopped when I pulled off the sunglasses revealing my puffy, red eyes and tears. "I'm so sorry, babes." He pulled me into a right hug.

"They a-a-asked about my c-c-cut." I cry out.

"I heard, I know, it's okay." He lets go and pulls me into the closet booth he saw.

I look around and see no one, but an old woman and man on a date. That's soooo cute. I want a relationship like that, one that you stay together forever. And when I say forever I mean forever.

"You see the old couple over there." Niall says reading my mind. "I want to be like that with someone. To be together from this young to old like that."

"Me too." I say snuggling under his arm which he put around my waist.

We order our food. We talk a little bit about our childhood, family, and our likes and dislikes. Our food finally came and we ate up.

I was having a nice time eating my pizza slice when Niall smears some pizza sauce on my cheek.

"Niall." I gasp "What was that for?"

"So I could do this.." He kissed the sauce off my cheek. I feel my face burning. We smile at each other.

"Ohh, Benny. That reminds me of us. You know when we were young." I hear the old woman say as she gets up and her husband puts her jacket on her.

"You are such a cute young couple. At least your not like the other young couples who are always snogging each others faces." She says to us making us giggle.

"Um we are-" I start but I was cut of.

"Thank you." Niall says smiling.

"Your welcome. Have a good night." The old lady says walking out with her arm interlocked with her husbands.

"Hear that. We would make a cute couple." I say turning and kissing Niall on the cheek. He blushes like a tomato. "Maybe we should be a couple." I look away, blushing, realizing what I just said.

"Yeah. We should." He says. I turn at him and we move closer and closer. Ahh we're gonna kiss. I know it!!

NIALL'S POV:

Oh where gonna kiss, finally. Yeah-no:/

"OMG NIALL HORAN!!" What a kiss-blocker-of-a-fan:/ "I LOVE YOU!! CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH!" She yells running over to the table.

"Sure, anything for a fan." I say as I sign my name on a napkin.

"And a picture, please," the fan asks.

"Sure" I say getting up.

"Imma throw this away." Harleigh whisper in my ear and grabs the tray of trash.

HARLEIGH'S POV:

I walk over to the trash and throw it away. I turn around to suddenly be face to face with the fan.

"Get away from my Nialler. He's to innocent for a slut like you. Your probably just using him for his money, gold digging hoar. Oh and your scar is right," She pulls up my sleeve to reveal my scar. "you are ugly, you hoe. I wish no one found you and that you died. Loser." She gets closer to me and pushes me to the ground. Niall comes rushing over. "Oh I'm so sorry Harleigh. I didn't mean to walk into you. I really am sorry." The fan says looking so innocent but sounding so evil.

"I'm okay." I say to Niall, getting up.

"Okay, we'll nice to meet you, but we have to go." He says to the fan.

We walk out of Nando's and I'm relived when I don't see paps.

"I saw her push you." Niall says stoping me and looking me in the eyes, which are now tearing up. "What did he say? What did she call you?"

"She called me a hoe, loser, slut, and a gold digging hoar. She told me your to innocent for me and that I'm using you for your money. She-she pulled up my sleeve and told me it was true that I am ugly. That I should of died there and then." I say sobbing.

He pulls me into his chest. The car pulls up as he pulls me into the car still holding me close. He try's to calm me down by whispering sweet things into my ear.

"I love you, princess." He whispers.

"I love you too." I whisper back and drift off to sleep.