I Secretly Love You (Narry)

Chapter 21

Niall's POV

By now I was properly sobbing. I felt a little embarrassed that I was crying in front of 200 people. I hid myself behind the post that had the microphone on it and brought my knees up to my chin, wrapping my arm around myself to stop my shaking, but it didn't work.

A few moments later, I found Harry wrapping his arms around me. I cried into his shoulder. "H-Harry..." I stammered between sobs. He brushed my hair. "Shh, don't say anything." He said rubbing my back.

"Umm...everyone can now go out side, we're gonna start the burial soon." He said softly. The number of people in the room was disappearing as they filed outside. Liam, Zayn, and Louis all come up to the stage, trying to comfort me. After a few minutes of stuttering I finally stopped, or cried less than I did before.

"T-thank y-you guy, you've all been r-really helpful." I sputtered. "Aww, Niall, that's what friends are for." Louis chuckled. I tried smiling but failed.

"Umm, c-can I just be a-alone now?" I asked, still shaking a bit. "Of course."

Liam, Louis and Zayn left outside. "If you need me, I'm going to be outside, okay?" Harry said wiping away one of my tears. I nodded. He quickly kissed my nose and got up, leaving me alone.

I sighed and got up, walking over to my mother's coffin. It was open for the ceremony and it still is. I stopped in front of it, smiling sadly. There were white roses that people had placed all around her on the table. I leaned over and ran my hand through her hair, then running in down her cheek. Her pale skin was cold. She was wearing a blue dress that corresponded with her blue eye shadow.

All in all, she looked beautiful and peaceful. "I love you, mom." I whispered and kissed her cheek. I could feel the tears coming back again. I felt hands around my waist and I turned to see who it was, Harry.

"I had a feeling you were crying." He chuckled and wrapped his arms around my waist tighter from behind. I sighed and placed my hands on his, keeping then on my belly. "If it helps, she looks beautiful." He said, softly putting his head on my shoulder and kissing the inside of my neck.

"She is, isn't she." I smiled, making it sound like a statement. He nodded, digging his chin in my shoulder.

"Um, Niall?" I turned around to see the priest looking at us awkwardly. "Yeah?" "I'm afraid you have to go now, you and you're....um.....friend. It's time to take the coffin the the graveyard." I sniffled and let go of Harry. He took my hand and led my outside.

We reached the graveyard. I saw everyone gathered around the hole that they had put the coffin in. The priest said a few prayers and then threw one of the roses into the hole. Everybody got a rose and then threw it in with her. I was holding onto Harry's arm tightly, sniffling and stuttering now and then.

"May God rest her soul." The priest finished, closing his book. I looked up at Harry who was smiling. He wiped another tear off my blotchy, red cheek and I weakly smiled at him. "She's gonna be alright, Niall."

* * * ONE MONTH LATER * * *

"Do you think we could try going back to our cabin to finish what we started up there?" Harry said seductively as he pushed me into a corner in our room. No place to escape, might as well. "Or, we can just finish it down here." I said biting my lip and scrunching his curls.

He looped his arms around my waist and smiled slyly at me, causing my heart to start racing, well, more than it already was. It's like, I know, we kiss alot, but, every time we do, the spark never wears off. Every time we kiss, it's like we fall in love all over again. I know it's corny, but, it really is true.