Unexpected Surprises

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I sat on Niall's couch flipping soundlessly through the hundreds of channel's his TV offered. I had rushed in and told him all that had happened. Now, I was all talked out. I didn't have much to say at all and I think it worried Niall. He kept trying to talk to me but I just shrugged in response. I was emotionally exhausted. I had finally let someone else in and it had been a colossal screw up. I never would have though Zayn of all people would turn out to be someone who would hurt me. I know I had come all the way here to set things right but.. it hurt to know he found someone else while we were still together. It was under no circumstance acceptable. So, here I sat feeling one hundred percent sorry for myself because of a situation I inevitably created.

I was really throwing a pity party inside my head right now. I had royally screwed up and then been cheated on. Cheated on with a tall, leggy, gorgeous, model type. She seemed kind of bitchy but she was beyond anything I ever hoped to look like.

"Lani, come on love. Get up." Niall said. I looked up to see him standing in front of me. I hadn't even noticed. I was so wrapped up on the tirade of thoughts inside my head I had spaced out completely.

"What?" I asked as I set the remote down on the small table situated beside the couch.

"Yer gonna get yer ass up and we're gonna go out. I can't sit here and see you like this. I'm gonna get you proper drunk so you can forget all of this. I've already texted a few mates to meet us at the pub. Throw some clothes on." Niall said as he bent down and grabbed my hand to pull me up off the couch. I only resisted a little. He was right. I know I wouldn't forget but it would be nice for all these thoughts to float to the back of my mind for just a little while.

"I have nothing to wear. I only brought like three shirts, some leggings, and two pairs of jeans." I said as I stared down at the jeans and hoodie I still wore.

"Oh, piss off. Grab one of my shirts, you have a jacket hanging in my closet you left ages ago. Get on with it, go." Niall said as he pushed me toward his bedroom. I finally got my legs working and found my way to his room to raid his closet. I rummaged through Niall's things and finally found something I would wear. I took my hoodie and plain tee off, replacing it with a sleeveless shirt of his. I shrugged on my leather jacket and replaced my jeans with leggings. I looked like a little careless but it worked. I was comfortable and the leather would keep most of the cold away.

I walked back into the living room and was greeted by a low whistle from Niall.

"Ya always did look good in my clothes." he said with a wink. I rolled my eyes feeling a little better already.

"Let's go get drunk!" I announced. I matched his smile with one of my own as he grabbed my hand and pulled me out the front door.


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"Ya know, I may have to cut ya off babe." Niall said into my ear so I could hear him over the loud music. I laughed loudly as I downed a shot of tequila. Number four to be exact. Niall had brought me to a small pub him and his friends liked to frequent. It was a great atmosphere and I lost myself in the small crowd around us.

I had laughed more tonight than I had in several months. I danced wildly. I spoke freely. I let go of my problems and decided to leave them for another day. The liquor coursing through my veins made me more relaxed and carefree than I deserved.

"You wouldn't dare cut me off, Nialler." I said as a huge grin overtook my features. I smiled even bigger when I saw him laugh and felt his arm come up to wrap around my shoulders. I we laughed and cheered with his friends I couldn't help but to wonder why I hadn't come to hm before now. He was honestly my best friend. I told him everything. I came to him when no one else would understand.

"I wouldn't cut you off but ya do need to slow down a bit, yeah." he said as he leaned against me. Or maybe I was leaning against him. At this point I wasn't exactly sure. We were both quite intoxicated.

"Oh boo." I said poking at his cheek with my finger. He gave an adorable giggle as he rolled his eyes. I was in the middle of trying to cover his mouth when he abruptly stopped moving. I saw his eyes go wide with a look of total surprise. I pulled my hands away from his mouth and turned to look in the direction his eyes were focused.

"Uh, let's go out on the patio." Niall said as he gabbed me before I could fully turn around.

"Outside? It's cold out there Nialler." I said as I pouted my lips and crossed my arms.

"It's heated Lani. I'll keep you warm if ya get cold. Guys, let's move this party outside." Niall announced as he quickly ushered me out the back of the pub. Sure enough there were a half a dozen heat lamps scattered about.

I wandered off to talk to a few of Niall's friends as he went to retrieve our drinks. I was positive his friend Olly was trying to flirt with me. Bad luck for him that I flirted with everyone when liquor was running through my veins. Too bad for everyone I was in love with Harry Styles.

We all clapped when Niall returned with not only our drinks but an armful for everyone else. I took a sip of my drink as he handed out bottles of weird European beer to his group of friends. I smiled, content. This was more than what I could have wished for. I was surrounded by great people and one person who was absolutely amazing to me no matter what.

I was just about to suggest we dance as someone stepped out onto the patio, capturing my full attention.

"Niall, mate, you walked off so quick I could barely catch you. I know you heard me cal-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw me step up beside Niall. The look on his face told me he was just as surprised to see me as I was him. I brought my drink to my lips and emptied the contents in one large gulp. I needed to be a lot less sober for this.

"Lani..." his voice was low and rough. My name on his lips was heaven to my ears. My entire body felt like I had been injected with jello. I felt Niall's arm snake around my waist and grip me tightly.

"Harry.." my voice was low but I'm certain he heard me.

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