This Love is Ours [n.h]

[3] Pair of Wings

Niall Horan

   Tour was just only halfway through but I am already drained out of energy. Same things happens in every day — I wake up, I see tweets, we rehearse, jump on stage, hear deafening screams, sing, goof around, then sleep and repeat. But don't mention the unending love of our fans, I'll never get tired of that.

   Today is a free day, and so does the next three days. It was intended for a great big rest since doing same stuffs everyday is making us sick such as sore throats, and we wouldn't want that. But we got nothing to do except hang out here in a nice hotel in Scotland.

   Since fans are everywhere we weren't allowed to go down the lobby so we won't put the other visitors in trouble. This is really sick.

   Zayn rushed in me and Harry's room, a big smile in his face, "Hey!" he greeted. None between me and Harry answered but he still went on, "You wanna come with me somewhere in deep England?"

   "There's a deep England?" Harry snorted. "Where is the shallow England then?" we both laughed.

   "Idiot," hissed Zayn. "Well, I call it deep England because there isn't really a lot of people living and going there." he explained. "And Anne thinks we could stay there since it's their graduation tomorrow, wattaya say?"

   Harry literaly jumped up the couch, shifting himself from slouching into something like a decent sitting. "Anne?" his face beamed when he heard the name. "You mean, Anne, my Anne?"

   "Your mum?" I asked, not sure of what they're talking about. "You're mum is graduating tomorrow?" I even asked more because I was waiting for an answer and they both just stared at me.

   They both bursted out in laughters, "Man, I've got something to tell ya." Harry slapped me on the thighs, making me glare at the touched part. "This Anne were talking about, is Zayn's childhood friend's friend." he started off.

   "Then why did you call her your Anne?" I really sound like a three-year old child right now. "Well," Harry trailed off, then he shrugged. I really don't get him sometimes.

   Zayn was busy again on the phone talking to their so called Anne. Why the hell would I even go to someone's graduation? I would rather sit my ass here than try to fit in some group of strangers. I don't even care if there are girls, Harry can have it.

   "Ni," Harry jolted me in the sides. I plainly looked at him and he has that cheeky grin on his face. "That Anne we're talking about, has this amazing girl bestfriend. Actually Zayn knows her too because he treats her as his little sister from another mother. I think you can grab a chance," he ended with a wink.

   Well, I don't think Zayn would let me since he treats her as a sister. That's the last thing every single one of us would do — partner their sisters with us. Luckily I just have a great and awesome brother so I wouldn't bother.

   I just nodded at him then turned my attention back into my phone, searching for the exact time of the next match of Derby which is tonight. "Plus, hey," Harry nudged me over and over so he could really get my attention.

   To be honest he is getting me annoyed. "I heard she's single." he assured me so I just  nodded again, trying to be polite. I might get him in handy some other times if I'm interested in girls again. For now, a good sleep is all I want then after maybe ask somebody to get me something not so hotel like dinner.

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   I woke up seeing the next bed empty and already neatly fixed. Not so the Harry Styles that I've known since day one. My eyes closed one more making the best of my day off in sleeping. Anyways, it's a good thing to fill up my jetlags starting from the start of tour.