Just Another Fan (Niall Horan)

Chapter 20

 *Marie’s POV*

“No! You can’t go back to your old life! He loves you!” Yells Lou. We were watching The Vow and now he’s yelling at the T.V, crying. Liam and I are trying our best to hold in our laughter, especially since it’s just the first 10 minutes of the movie.

“We’re back!” yells Zayn as he yells through the doorway.

“Hey.” Liam and I say.

“NOOOO!” cries Louis.

“What’s going on?” says Niall, who was right behind Zayn.

“Lou is having a moment.” Says Liam.

“Oh. Mari I got you something!” Niall chirped.

“Ooooooo what is it?” I jump up from the couch and run over to him. He had his hands behind his back.

“Close your eyes!” I covered my eyes with my hand. To make sure I hand them closed, he put his hand over mine.

‘Open them!” I remove my hands as he removes his and see that he had a white, fluffy teddy bear that had a rose taped around its arm.

“OHMYGOD I LOVE IT!” I grab the teddy bear and give it a squeeze. I then wrap my arms and give a quick kiss to Niall.

“I’m glad you like it.” He smiles.

“NOOOO!” yells Lou.

“I thought you were kidding about Louis…”

“I wasn’t.” I snickered

“Marieeee!” yells Harry from upstairs. He sounded in so much pain. My eyes widen.

“Oh god. What time is it?” I groaned

“It’s 2:30. Why?” I rush upstairs in that instant. Harry needed to retake the medicine over an hour ago. I enter his room and see him shivering and coughing.

“Mariee…” Harry whined.

“Shhhhh its ok. Here” I pour out the syrup into the measuring cup and carefully gave it to him. His trembling hands cup mine as he swallows it. The couching stopped soon after. I open the pills out of the packaging and hand it to him with his water bottle. I stroke his hair as he begins to relax.

“I feel awful.” whispers Harry.

“Don’t worry. You’re going to be fine. The virus should go away in like two more days.” He smiles and closes his eyes and falls asleep. I walk to the bathroom, wash my hands, and walk back down stairs.

“How is my Hazza?” asks Lou worriedly.

“He’s better now.” I plop down on the couch and cuddle next to Niall. After The Vow, we ate dinner that I made.

“Marie this soup is amazing!” says Zayn.

“Thanks. Again my mom taught me how to make it.” I giggled. I made chunky chicken-and-veggie soup that my mom always made for when I was sick. I pour out a bowl for Harry and walk upstairs. I poke my head through the door.

“Harry come downstairs and eat.” He walks out the bathroom. His hair was wet but fully clothed (thank god).

“Alright.”

“I’m glad you’re starting to get up and move around. You even took a bath without Liam helping you! That shows progress.” I say with a smile. He smiles back weakly and we both head downstairs.

“Haz!” the boys yell from down stairs.

“Hey lads.” He says weakly. He sits down and I hand him his soup. A familiar ding had me running over to the oven. I took out a pan full of baked chicken covered with my mother’s secret sauce. I turn around and see the boys practically drooling over the chicken. I set it the pan down and they attacked it, leaving a few pieces left for me and Harry.