She Stole My Heart // Hariana

The Encounter

"Beep! Beep! Wake up! Beeeeeeep!!" My own 'personal' alarm screams into my ear at 4:30 a.m and it takes all of my willpower to not smack the daylights out of them.

"Louis..." I yawn out while glaring at him, "Was that really necessary?"

"Yes, we need to get going to the concert were already off track by a minute! Get up you cunt!" He yells then bounces out of my room.

My feet swing over the bed, heavily swinging back and forth and I force myself off the bed. I head to the bathroom to wash the grog out of my eyes and brush my teeth and hair.

I'm staring at myself in the mirror, thinking about the speech I've written for tonight when Niall pops his head in the doorway.

"Hey... Harry?" He says quietly.

"Yeah?" I reply to him and watch and his eyes flicker everywhere around the room except for me.

His mouth opens to say something but then he closes it again, changing his mind and he sighs, "Um, never mind. It's kind of s dumb question anyway. I'm gonna go finish getting ready." He says, his voice heavy with sadness and I frown.

"Niall, it's okay, you can ask me... even if you think it's dumb." I step away from the sink and grab onto his shoulder to prevent him from leaving.

He closes his eyes for a while before he clears his throat and speaks, "I was just gonna ask if you would ever consider coming back to the band. I was hoping you'd reconsider but then I remembered what you said yesterday about being stressed and I listened in on you and Louis. I understand the reason you're leaving but I still wish you weren't." He shrugs lightly as he lets out his confession and lowers his gaze to the floor.

I bring him into a tight hug, feeling bad for how I made him feel. I didn't like seeing him so sad like this, it made me feel like shit.

He pulls back a little with a smile on his face and I let out a breath of relief, happy that he wasn't crying again because if he was then I'd start to.

"Hey, can I tell you something?" I ask Niall seriously.

I had decided that I should tell Niall about my interest in one of the artists at the concert. He would know how to keep my secret and it would cheer him up and take his mind off of me leaving the band.

"Yeah, what is it?" He asks, his voice thick with curiosity.

"So... Louis mentioned a couple of artists that are going to be there at the concert tonight," I take off my shirt and walk into my room, Niall trailing me,

"And one of them has caught my mind, and I can't stop thinking about her..."

Niall's face contorts into horror, "Harry... Nicki Minaj is way too old for you! I know you think she's pretty, I mean she is pretty I agree, but she is 32 years old and-"

"Niall! I'm not talking about Nicki Minaj!" I start to laugh uncontrollably at his assumption and I collapse on the bed, clutching my stomach.

His face goes into a deep blush as I laugh at him and he mutters for me to shut up which just makes me laugh harder.

Niall waits for me to catch my breath before talking again, "Then who are you talking about?"

I keep my mouth shut as I contemplate telling Niall about my crush on Ariana Grande. Was it worth it? Probably not... this was probably just a little phase, right? I just loved her voice so much that it felt like I liked her. Why not just tell him, it won't hurt anyone.

"I'm uh... talking about Ariana Grande..." I admit finally with a sheepish smile covering my features.

What happens next honestly surprises me and I suddenly find myself falling backwards and onto the floor with a loud thump.