Harry's P.O.V
He's back. I wrap my arms around his neck faster than I expected. "Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall Niall" I babble. "What?" He mumbles into my hair. "I missed you so much Ni!" I say. I pull even closer to me, holder and squeezing him even tighter. "Uhhhmuporbah mehnooglebahohglle Harreeebah" He mumbles. I gently lift his chin up, caressing his soft skin. "What love?" I ask. "I need to take a shower now Harry" He says. "But I just got you back" I pout. "I'll be back Haz" he says smiling. He pulls me into a hug and strokes my curls. I almost collapse in his embrace. "Go on then" I giggle, pushing him away. He stumbles over to his bathroom and I soon hear running water, pelting onto the tiles.
I sit up and prop up the pillows behind me, I bring the duvets up to my chin and inhale Niall's heavenly sent while I wait for him to return. I hear the rattling noise of the bathroom door and it clicks open.
My mouth drops open agape.
"I erm left my clothes in here" Niall says.
Kill me now.
Kill me now.
Kill me now.
Niall's wet hair is slickened back and his blue eyes glistening. He has a very short towel wrapped tightly around his waist, revealing most of his V line. Droplets of water is running down his broad chest, out lining his six pack, Water both clings and drips off his biceps.
Help me. Please god help me.
Niall notices me checking him out and winks at me. "It's nothing compared to you Styles" He smirks. My face flames into a bright beetroot colour and I hide under the covers.
"I hate you Ni" I grumble to myself. Niall grabs his clothes and walks back into the bathroom to get changed. He walks back in and jumps on top of me. "Sorry about being a dick to you Harry" He says. I sit up and scoot over next to him. "S'okay Ni" He replies with a smile . "Not it's not, I'm so sorry Harry. I don't want to lose you" He whispers. I pull him into me and stroke his head as he cries into my chest. "I don't care Niall" I say. He sniffles and climbs onto my lap. "You mean that?" He asks, his beautiful eyes gazing into mine. "Of course I do" I reply, kissing his forehead. It feels so right, so perfect to have him here in my arms. I rock him back and fourth as he clings to me. I stop rocking him after awhile and cup his face. "Why was there blood all over your bath Ni?" I ask. "I can't tell you" He croaks. "Can you show me?" I persist. He sits up, straddling me. Niall pulls up his sleeve and I gasp in shock. "Oh Niall" I say, my tears softly splashing onto his cuts. I bring his arm to my lips and hesitate before kissing every single one of his cuts.
I let my fingers slide up and down his arm. "You're still so beautiful, so perfect Niall" I whisper. Still straddling me he wraps his arms around my neck and buries his face into it. His legs wrap right around my waist tightly as he clings to me. I hold his bum and stand up carrying him. I carefully carry him downstairs and outside to my Jeep. I gently place Niall in the passenger seat and do up his seat belt. I crawl over him and sit in the drivers seat. I put the key in the ignition and start up the car. I pull out onto the road drive to a theme park, half an hour away.
I reach over to Niall and wipe away his tears. "Thank you Hazza, you're the best" He weakly smiles. "I don't mind love" I reply before concentrating on the road again. I push play on my CD and Niall starts singing along to the lyrics.
And I would do anything for you
Not words, no I really mean it
Let the whole damn world declare war on me
Just for standing by your side
If you leave, you were the one way I'd survive
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My Miracle
FanficAmber. She's alone and broken. But one simple, life saving tweet to Niall Horan could save her own. Being part of a generation that evolves around the internet isn't easy, they can always target you, always tear you down. They being the Cyberbullie...