Harry's POV
"Hazza, wake up."
I feel myself being slightly nudged. I shift and and dig my head into Niall's chest, squeezing his body tighter. He chuckled lightly and kissed my forehead.
I don't want to get up, I feel even worse than I did before. My nose is stuffy, my stomach kills, my eyes are watery and itchy, and I feel like I'm gonna puke everywhere if I move. I guess you could say I was mixing with allergies too.
"Please don't make me" I whine.
"You don't know what today is, do you?" Niall asks, rubbing my belly which makes it feel a little better. I shake my head. He looks at me like I should know.
"Today we have to go back to London" he states. I sigh, I didn't want to go back, I didn't want to face all the fans when I'm feeling like this, I'll be questioned like crazy.
"Paul will be waiting for us at the airport."
I groan loudly and drop my head onto Niall's lap, looking up at him with my red, watery eyes and swollen right eye, I take it that I don't look very sexy right now. "I know, I know" I sigh. "I look terrible." Niall frowns and takes my hand in his. "You can never look terrible, no matter how hard you try babe" he said a little too seriously. I smiled at his words but still felt a bit insecure.
"Yeah but you're my boyfriend, you're supposed to say stuff like that" I sigh. "Maybe I am, but I need you to know that you're even more beautiful now than any other time I've seen you."
I narrow my eyes at him. "Oh, so every other time you saw me, you thought I was ugly?" I shouted like an over dramatic schoolgirl. His eyes opened wide and he looked at me shocked. I felt him tense and I could actually feel his nervousness. "N-no.....I-I didn't mean it l-like that-" I smiled and squeezed his hand. "I was just kidding, love."
I felt Niall calm down with a blush creep on his cheeks, he's so adorable when he's embarrassed.
I groan as my tummy rumbles and I realize that I haven't eaten anything all day and it's 2:30 PM. Niall notices and pulls me up on his lap, making me groan even more as I try to adjust myself on him and make myself comfortable, or as comfortable as I can be as I slowly die inside. No, I'm not being overly dramatic.
I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs both on one side and he rests his hands on my waist, softly. I lay my head on his firm chest and listen to the soft thumping of his heartbeat, it calms me down.
I look up at him and see his blue eyes sparkling down on me. He smiles and I lean up, rubbing our noses together giving him an Eskimo kiss. He pulled back and looked at me. "Why didn't you kiss me on the lips?"
I chuckled. "If you don't remember, I'm still sick, NiNi. I don't want to get you sick too." He held my chin and lifted me closer to him, brushing his lips against mine, I bit my lip. He smirked at me.
"I don't mind."
My heart skipped a beat as he lightly pressed his lips on mine, tugging my lower lip a bit. "Niall" I frown through the kiss, placing a hand on his neck and pushing him away slightly. Niall groans and frowns at me.
"Niall, believe me, I want to kiss you.......I mean, i really want to kiss you, but I don't want to get you sick." He frowns even more and kisses my neck, making me a little weak. "I told you, I don't care, I just want to kiss you."
I'm quiet so I guess he takes that as a yes. He picks me up bridal style and carries me to the bed, laying me down flat then hopping on, hovering over me, his legs on either side of mine and his arms holding himself up on either side of my head. I kept my arms by my side, not doing anything.

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I Secretly Love You (Narry)
FanfictionNiall Horan and Harry Styles are both part of the famous boy band One Direction. Niall has always secretly liked Harry in a way most friends shouldn't. When Harry finds out about Niall's feeling for him, will everything fall out of place?