NIALL'S POV
I walk into the hotel room and see Heather and Harry sitting on the couch, a bit too closely. I hand her the rose that I bought, and then she stands up and starts making pancakes. I go back into the bedroom, and I drag Harry in there with me. I look up at him and ask him
"Is this going to be a problem again Harry?"
"no, wait, what are you talking about?" he asks me.
"you and Heather!" I spat.
"oh that, well it isn't a problem, we were just sitting on the couch." he said to me.
"you probably were just forcing her to kiss you before I walked in!" I screamed. Then I heard a door open behind me. I turned around, it was Heather.
"Niall, Harry! You two just need to stop with your fighting! Harry, you know that I'm in love with Niall, which is why you dont FORCE me to kiss you! Niall, you should know that he wouldn't do something like that! Niall, I love you not him! well, as a brother Harry. Can we just have a nice-OH SHIT THE PANCAKES ARE BURNING!"
and just as fast as she came into my life, she ran out the bedroom door to save what was left of the pancakes, sob.
There were only 4 pancakes that didn't bun in total. I ate two :) . After we ate, and Heather changed, Harry left. We were not sure where he went, but he just said, "see ya at 6" and ran off to who knows where.
THat left the day, well 11:35-6:00 to us. I was happy.
"Thanks for the rose babe!" Heather said as she jumped to me and kissed me sweetly, no really she still had syrup on her lips.
"No problem, so we have the day, well until 6:00 to ourselves! Whatcha want to do?" I asked her while I was still holding her in my arms.
"Well, we could go to the boardwalk." Heather suggested, which I liked the idea, but the fans and papparazzi, just ugh.
"Um, well I'd love to princess, but you know, they don't know, you know?"
I was trying to make sense to her. It obviously wasn't going through her brain correctly because she gave me a look that read: what the holy fuck did you just say? So I explained to her that the media and fans didn't know about her, and it's not that I want to keep our love a secret, but the last thing that she needed was hate and death threats because I fell in love with her.
"oh, ok I understand we should just stay here then and watch "The Notebook" all day" she said to me with a devilish glare. "I'm not worried about hate or death threats from people who don't know me." she said sternly.
"Are you sure, people are nasty you know." I told her showing her some new tweets to Danielle Peazer that read:
"Go die you whhore"
"Liam is mine stay away skanky bastard"
"Oh plz my g-maw can dance better than you bitch!"
"well, I just think that real fans will be happy, and the hate will come from people who have no bussines in your, or my life." she explained.
"alrighty then, lets go my princess!" I said to her happily.
Once we got into the lift going slowly down down down to level one Heather spoke up:
"You remember this?" she asked my as she crashed her lips into mine giving me a sense that I always have gotten when I kissed her. Then we were making out from level 27 to level one. Then when we got out of the lift the madness began.
I've missed you all so so so so so so much! omg I'm finally ungrounded! *fuck yeah high five* anyways, every Saturday new chapters! love you my 33army!
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Be Mine Tonight (A Niall James Horan FanFiction) *ON HOLD*
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