Stand behind the music

Chapter 13: Don't kiss me, my boyfriend's Irish.

Harper’s POV

I turned on my side. Expecting a little Nialler to be facing me. But he wasn’t? I shot up. Must’ve been perfect timing because Niall walked in.

“Hey Babe!! Didn’t mean to scare you. I decided to wake up early and make you some breakfast.” He brought me some food in bed.

“Awww Niallerrr..” I smiled and winked.

I slowly ate my crispy bacon and we talked about our plans for today.

“Pricess if you get ready we can start our day already!!” He was so happy.

I groaned and got out of his Queen-sized bed and went into the bathroom, blasting some Little Mix. Zayn has really rubbed off on me.

I heated up my curling wand and Prepped my face. Put on some Benefit primer, some foundation and concealer, A Too Faced bronzer and some Stila blush, Tarte eyeliner, and some Maybelline mascara. I can do my makeup pretty fast. But my hair’s a whole different story.

“Baaaaaabe, I gotta peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.” Niall whined from outside the door.

“Hold your horses, donut.” I giggled.

“HAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPEEEEEEEEEEER. LET ME IN I HAVTA WEE.” He groaned.

“Ugh” I unlocked the door. “You’re such a princess.”

I put on some whitening strips so I’d be whitening and curling my hair at the same time.

He burst in and smacked my bum. “Shut up.”

Finally he was done. He sat on the bathroom counter, staring with a straight face.

“What?” I questioned.

“Nothing, I just want to talk to you and watch you.” He continued his straight face.

I ‘boop’ed his nose and rolled my eyes.

He did an angelic smile and waited patiently.

“And  since you waited patiently I’ll buy you some candy.” I smiled.

“And if anyone asks your name you say Nialler’s girl.” He said, in all seriousness. “The guys here aren’t all like me and the boys. They’re rude and pervy.”

I was shocked. “Okay. So Nialler’s girl is going to get dressed.”

He followed me a like a lost puppy. I put on my dress with the seashell bra style top with birds on the bottom. Paired with my new black low-top converse Niall got me. He spoils me and I don’t know if I approve or what.

We were finally finished and we got out. We stopped by a few shops, just touristy stuff. Niall got me a shirt that said

“Don’t kiss me, my boyfriend’s Irish”

We stopped by a bunch of girly little stores,  Niall as miserable as ever.

I needed to cheer him up so I whispered to him “Fine. We can go to a Victoria’s Secrret. I don’t need anything but I’ll model for you.”

He lit up and he was the happiest he’s been all day. We didn’t get to stay there long because we had to go to late lunch in an hour.

Finally, I could leave and we headed to lunch. It was at a cute little café in the heart of Mullingar. I would get to meet Greg. I couldn’t wait. After all, he’s one of the closest people to Niall.

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We all had just ordered our meals and Greg was awkward. He seemed disgusted with me and it kind of hurt truthfully.

“So.” Greg started in a thick accent. “Harper. How many guys have you dated?”

Kind of personal “None.” I said quietly, obviously embarrassed. “Besides Niall.”

“Oh okay. Did you like sleep around or something?” He questioned.

“GREGORY.” Maura yelled.

“I haven’t slept with any other guys…” I said meekly.

“So you slept with Niall”

“Stop it Greg” Niall’s face turned bright red.

“Okay fine. Do you have a drug addiction or drinking problem?”

“No…” I said, holding back tears.

“Okay then. Do you fancy any of the boys in One Direction???”

“None besides Niall.” I stared at the ground.

“Greg I think you should stop…” Niall started.

“What’s your Religion??” Greg ignored Niall.

“Im a Christian…”

“Do you always wear dresses this short???????” He asked.

I grabbed my bag and said “I’ll be right back”

I ran into the bathroom, thank GOD it was a single person.

Why doesn’t  Greg like me?? I thought I was making a good impression. I’m confused. Does he not want to share Niall??

Tears were flooding down my face, faster than a runner.

“Sweetie, It’s Maura, are you ok?” Maura yelled from outside the bathroom.

“Yes ma’am.” CRAP. You could definitely tell I was crying.

Niall’s POV

Greg was bombarding Harper. He wouldn’t stop!!

“I’ll be right back” Said a Louisiana accent.

“GOD GREG WHAT’VE YOU DONE?!?!” Mom yelled at my brother.

“Well to be honest she seemed like she was hiding something. But apparently not.” He grunted.

“Son, she’d be a great addition to this family- you chased her off and scared her! Bless her poor heart!!”

“I don’t trust those Americans.” He firmly stated.

“You didn’t like her because shes AMERICAN?!?!” I yelled.

He slowly nodded and Mom went up to find Harper.

I stood up and started pacing around, rubbing my lips.

Why? She’s a sensitive flower and he just killed her. I know he’s trying to do the best for me but she’s the best for me.

Mom came back.

“Good job Idiot! You made her cry!!!” Mom yelled and started cussing.

“SHES WHAT?!?!!?” I ran for the girl’s bathroom. If she’s crying, she’s really hurt.

I knocked on the girl’s bathroom door and softly said “It’s Niall, baby. Let me in.”

I heard a lock twist and a door handle open.

Her face had runny foundation. I got a napkin and wiped her makeup, then used my own hands for her tears.

“C’mere” I wrapped my arms around her and I twisted my hips so we were lightly going side to side.

She cried in my tank top and I ran my fingers through her hair.

She looked up at me and smiled.

“I’m sorry for Greg. He was being a big –“

“Don’t curse about your own brother” She giggled. “I’m fine, it just hurt for a little bit.”

I smiled back at her. “Good, now lets go get our food.”

(A/N: Heyy guys!! I liked dis chaptahh. Lol im not hipster oops. Oh well I hope yall enjoyed. Pleasee Pleeassseee if you enjoy this fanfic, share with your friends or on facebook or tumblr or pinterest!! I’d reaaaallly appreciate it. I love you all!!xx)