hotel room 108 [narry au]

this crazy feeling

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chapter twenty-three

N.J.H.

We lay in his bed, silence enveloping us into solace. My eyes are still red, my cheeks still stained with tears, but my mind's at ease as Harry lays snug in the sheets next to me. The moonlight peeks through the windows, leaving a dim light for me to see Harry's green eyes clearly. They sparkle as if they hold stars within them, and I wonder how one's eyes could be so beautiful.

"Harry?"

"Yes darling?"

He takes my hand into his again and kisses my knuckles, awaiting my question,

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For dropping all this on you so quickly."

"Niall," he sits up, "I don't care about me right now. I'm so happy you told me. That's a sign of your trust in me increasing."

"I just," I sigh and shake my head around, "I don't want to be that damsel in distress that depends on their boyfriend for everything and--"

"And you won't be," he reassures me, "you'll be as independent as you've always been. But,"

"You'll be there when I need it," I whisper to him, "I know babe, I know."

The silence resumes and Harry brushes his extensive fingers through my hair. His breathing is steady and smells of mint and marshmallows.

"I'm bored," I say quietly soon after, "I can't sleep and not that I don't love it, but lying here is killing my brain cells."

"I actually wanted to ask you a couple more questions about 1999," he asks cautiously, "I really am still a bit curious of a couple things."

"Okay," I say, "go for it."

"Where is your father now?"

The first question is thankfully easy,

"He has a life sentence," I explain, "The police took him two weeks after it happened."

"Why didn't they do anything sooner?"

"It took awhile for me to actually, tell someone," shame is evident in my voice, "I was so scared to the point where I couldn't even utter a word about it."

"Mhm," he mutters, "but if this happened to you so... young and tragically, how did you have sex with me?"

"I..." I realize that I did give myself to Harry; though it took awhile, I did, "I guess there was something about the way you approached me that made me feel safe and willing to do what we did."

"Well, thank you again for putting as much trust in me as you have," he kissed my cheek and nuzzles his nose into my hair, "now, about those murdered brain cells, how about we go out for a little?"

"Harry, it's one in the morning," I laugh quietly, "where can we go?"

"Who ever said there was a law against driving in the morning?" he comebacks at me cheekily. I shrug, mumbling a quick 'let's go' before sitting up in the bed. Harry cheers, getting out and snatching his coat off the chair. I walk over to Harry's closet and take out one of his sweaters, slipping it on over my bare body.

"Ni," he reminds me, "you can't just go out in your boxers and my sweater."

"Who ever said there was a law against wearing boxers in your car?"