Wrong Number [N.H.]

Chapter 32

There was the sound of the door slamming and Mariah yelling for me. I jumped up and out of bed and made my way towards the Kitchen, where she was busy laying out some food from Burger King. I smiled slightly. "Burger King?"

"Well, I was trying to hurry up so that I could get food here before you came, so I just grabbed some money and left. I never bothered to look at it. I didn't have enough money for something nicer."

I chuckled. "Alright."

Mariah handed me two burgers and a drink before grabbing her own stuff and walking out of the Kitchen. I followed her, sipping my drink and fiddling with the burger in my hand.

Mariah sat down on my couch, but I grabbed her waist and held her up for a second before sitting down and setting her on top of me.

"What you wanna watch?" Mariah asked, flipping through the television channels.

"Mm, I'm not into anything on there. You pick whatever." I said, taking a bite of my burger and setting my drink down on the stand by the couch.

"Okay." Mariah hummed, finally clicking on a channel. It took a second of watching it to realize it was one of those sappy, stupid shows.

"Grey's Anatomy? Seriously? It's a sad show."

Mariah shrugged. "It's not always sad. There are some happy moments."

"Right."

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Halfway through the episode Mariah had fallen asleep, her head leaned back onto my shoulder and her arms wrapped around my neck. My own hands rested on her lap, my fingers intertwined with each other.

I was about ready to fall asleep myself before the phone rang. I groaned and flipped Mariah around slowly to where her legs were wrapped around my torso. I then stood up and held her against me, one of my hands pressed against her back to hold her in place.

I walked towards the telephone and picked it up to my ear. "Hello?"

"Hello, Niall. Just wanted to remind you we've got to meet in a few minutes. Since you tend to forget." Harry said on the other line.

"Ah, fuck. I forgot."

"That's why I called." Harry chuckled.

"I'm sorry, Harry, but Mariah's asleep. I can't wake her up, you know how upset she will be at me."

"Are you seriously going to blow this off for Mariah? You know management won't want us seen in public without you. Niall, I know how much she means to you but you have to keep us in mind."

"Harry.."

"You know what will happen if you keep doing this, Niall."

"Okay, fine. Whatever. I'll just wake Mariah up and have her mad at me the whole fucking day just so you guys can look good." I spat. I swore my eyes couldn't roll and farther back.

"I'm not making the rules, I'm really sorry Niall."

"Never said you did. See you in 10." I muttered, hanging up and slamming the phone down on the table.

Mariah stirred in my arms, her eyes flickering open and her arms stretching. "Niall? What are you doing?"

"I've got to go, babe. I've got 10 minutes to meet the boys." I murmured, looking her in the eye and frowning as I saw her face fall in disappointment.

"You just got back though." She whispered, sighing.

"I know, babe. I'm so sorry."

"It's fine." She said, jumping out of my arms and walking towards the back room. "See you later, Niall."