Niall's pov:
Why does she not see that I love her. She has only been here like 10 minuets and she, already has the hots for Harry I can't stand it. I quickly race to my room as fast as I can. On the way I run into Liam.
"Woh dude wat- oh my are you ok?" I nodded my head but he wasn't convinced so he dragged me into his room.
"Hey mate what's the matter?" Liam cooed trying to get me to speak.
"It's Olivia see has already got her eyes on Harry. But I love her and she doesn't see that." I started to bawl my eyes out. Liam rubbed my back but then took out his phone and started texting. Great my best band mate doesn't even care.
Liam's pov:
I took out my phone and started to text Harry telling him my plans.
To Haz:
Talk to Olivia about Niall because he thinks she fancies you. But he is really in love with her. -DD (daddy directioner)
With in a minuet he text me back.
From Haz:
Ino she started to cry because he left she thinks its her fault. I can't talk to her now because she is asleep on my lap. - H
I texted him back ok while looking at Niall.
"Hey mate Harry says she's asleep." I say to Niall and he just ran out the room.
Niall's pov:
I ran to the living room to see Olivia sleeping peacefully on Harry's lap. I looked closer to her face to see tear stains.
"Haz what happened? Why was she crying?"
"When you left the room she broke down thinking you hate her, but I think she loves you." Harry said truthfully. But why would she love me. I left her for my dream. I didn't want to but I thought I had to or I would have never gotten the chance. The minuet I left I regretted it. I picked her up bridle style and swiftly made for my room. I looked back and mouthed thank you to Harry. I pushed open my door with my foot and walked over to my bed. I laid Olivia down and made the choice to put her in one of my shirts. I stripped into my boxers and put a shirt on. I climbed into bed on the opposite side so I don't creep her out.
As I started to doze off. Olivia started to talk.
"No Niall don't leave me." I scooted closer to her and wrapped my arms securely around her.

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Liv's Wonderland
Ficção AdolescenteUsed to be Shall Not Forget. I was friends with a boy. A boy who was kind and fun. He was always there for me. Well until I was 16. When I was 16 I was ditched for fame. I had just started living life when he came back. He wants me back! But I won...