Harry:
You and Harry have had a long day of shopping and getting ready for your cousin's wedding that you both decided to go to bed early. He wrapped his strong arms around you and laid a gentle kiss on your shoulder. You jumped up at the sound of a crash downstairs.
"Harry, Harry get up now." you whispered and shook Harry softly but hard enough to wake him easily.
"W-What happened?" He rubbed his eyes and yawned.
"I heard a crash from downstairs. Go see what it is, but don't die." You were joking about the dying part but serious the same time.
"Okay, okay. Where is that baseball bat?" He asked and checked the closet. He grabbed the bat and walked out of the room slowly making sure not to make a sound.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING IN MY FUCKING HOUSE!" You hear your boyfriend scream from downstairs, followed by a loud thud. You quickly rush downstairs and sit on the steps, making sure to see Harry first.
"Y/N. Come here." He said. You rushed over to him and grabbed his arm tightly, still scared of the scene.
"Who was here?" You ask finally.
"Some stupid pap. I swear we need to get more security in this neighborhood. Or in this house alone." He guided you upsatirs not letting you go the whole way up. He laid you down in the bed first, seeing you were still scared.
"Love, he is gone. Don't worry. I'll protect you." He laid down beside you and you squirmed over to him and rested your head on his chest.
"I know you will." You said before sleep over took you.
Niall:
“Did you hear that?” Niall asked you, shaking you awake. You grunted lightly, but as you squinted your eyes open the fear in Niall’s face made you wide awake.
“What?!” you whispered, and you heard a crash in your den. You both listened closely, and footsteps were approaching.
“Get under the bed” Niall said, and you complied, crawling under the bed and towards the wall. You watched as Niall stood up, and you heard him grab a vase you had on the bedside table. You reached out to the bedside table and called 999. You took advantage of the split second and whispered your address. As you finished speaking, the door to your bedroom creaked open, and you saw something you didn’t expect. Pink converse.
“Niall Horan!?” a young girl’s voice called out.
“Erm… Yes….” Niall said, confused. You scooted out from under the bed, and stood up.
“Oh my god, Y/N. Niall. I am your biggest fans” the girl said. She looked to be about fourteen. You were shocked, and Niall was speechless.
“Look, we appreciate that. But you are trespassing and breaking and entering right now” you said sternly. The realization hit the girl, and you felt bad. She was young, and meant no harm. She just wanted to meet her idols. You heard a bang at the door, and you knew it was the cops.
“Come with me” you said, grabbing the girl’s arm. You put her in the closet while Niall answered the door.
“We heard someone trying to break in, but they must have been deterred by our lights being on timers” he told the police officers. They left without much protest, promising to monitor the house closely, and you went back to the girl.
“You need to go home. Don’t come back here. And don’t tell anyone, the police will catch wind and arrest you” Niall explained. The girl was thankful and left. It was a story you and Niall would talk about for ages.
