Chapter Fifty

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HARRY'S POV

"Little Styles?" a pixilated Skyler asked on Skype.

"Don't ask me, Simon said it!" I replied.

"Haha, I find it hilarious that he actually said that!" she giggled her adorable giggle.

"Yeah, I'm just glad you weren't there, not trying to be rude or anything, but you would have been so embarrassed!" I said.

"You're right, so how's everyone back there?"

"Good, did Brooke tell you?" I replied.

"Yeah, but they made up," she answered.

"Yeah, I swear that boy's got a lot of nerve!"

"Harry calm down, he was probably just drunk," she said.

"Yeah, but he hurt Brooke."

"Did you talk to him?"

"Only at the party when I told him he screwed up big time and that she left," I explained.

"Maybe you should talk to him..." she said, "I gotta go, bye." And the call was ended.

Maybe I should talk to Niall, we are best mates and Brooke and him made up...

I walked to Brooke's room and heard Niall's laugh coming from behind a closed door... I knocked on the door and no one answered, and it fell silent.

NIALL'S POV

I'm almost dying of laughter when the clothes fell on Brooke, then someone knocked on the door, "Hide!" I whisper yell to Brooke.

I turned off the lights then me and Brooke went into the closet and his behind the clothes. The knocking got louder and more forceful.

"I think it's Harry," Brooke whispered.

"Do you know that because of some twin telepathy?" I joked.

"Uh yeah... obviously!" she said with a giggle.

"You're so cute when you giggle," I said.

We heard the door open and both became silent.

"Hello?" Harry's voice said. "Niall I heard you laughing so I know you are in here."

I decided to mess with him, "Oh hey," I said walking out of the closet.

"Uhh... what were you doing in Brooke's closet?" he said suspiciously.

"Uh what are you doing in her room?" I returned.

"I was looking for you... Now tell me what you were soon in her closet."

"None of your business," I sassed. Nothing better than pissing off an already posse off Harry.

"Actually, it's all my business, she my sister and if you are doing anything you know you shouldn't be doing you're gonna wish you didn't do it!" Harry said, getting angrier by each word.

"Calm yo tits girl, I wasn't doing anything!" I said, sitting on her bed. Brooke must have caught on to mess with Harry because she hasn't come out yet.

"Listen," Harry said, holding the collar on my shirt and pulling me up a little, "If you ever hurt Brooke again-"

"Harry!" Brooke cut him off, I'm kinda thankful she did...

"Brooke," Harry released me, "What the hell is this?" I was trying so hard not to laugh.

"A joke, and what were you going I do if Niall hurt me?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said quickly but sassy, "What are you even doing?"

"Putting clothes away," I said, "Why were you looking for me?"

"Oh... I, erm... wanted to say sorry for last night," he replied.

"You don't have anything to be sorry for, you were standing up for Brooke because I was being a douche," I replied simply. Honestly I don't understand why Harry was apologizing, he was just being his normal self.

"Yeah you were..." I heard Brooke mumble. I looked at her with a confused look. "Joking! Well sorta..."

"You're so funny," I said.

She walked over to me an hugged me, "I know." I looked down at her and gave her a quick kiss.

"GUYS! Please let me leave! I don't need to see anything!" Harry said.

"Simon only said no little Styles, nothing about little Horans!" I joked.

Brooke lightly slapped my chest "Niall James Horan!"

"Don't even think about it Niall," Harry yelled as he left.

"You should use my full name more often," I said and I kissed Brooke again.

"Let me guess, you think it's cute," Brooke giggled.

"It's sexy," I winked.

She rolled her eyes as she laughed a little. We decided to go downstairs with the rest of the guys. They were watching the news... that's weird because thy hate watching the news, especially E! Because it's full of lies and rumors.

"Harry Styles' new girlfriend is back in the United States. Are they still together? One Direction's latest interview showed that Harry is dating Skyler, but why did she leave right after he announced their relationship? Hmm, suspicious. We'll have more tomorrow, but in the mean time-" we stopped listening and looked at Harry, I couldn't read his expression, he looked confused, upset, pissed off and destroyed all at once.

"Listen, they're only trying to make money, it doesn't matter what other people think, just a long as you know the truth," Liam said.

"Yeah, but the fans... they are gonna think Skyler is a bitch who wanted to keep us a secret so she left. But she's not and this is why I hate letting people know I'm in a relationship because someone always ends up getting hate and we end up breaking up..." Harry let out.

"Harry, it's ok. Skyler isn't that kind of girl. And are those fans your real fans? I mean if they were true fans, they wouldn't care who you date, and they would be happy because you're happy. Honestly, Skyler isn't that easy to get rid of, trust me I've tried. So she's not going to leave you because of some story the paparazzi made up," Brooke comforted Harry.

"Thanks... I wonder if Skyler has seen this yet... She's probably sleeping right now though," Harry replied.

"Why don't we just watch movies today and do nothing," Louis suggested, changing the subject.

"Ok," Brooke agreed. She skipped over to our movie selection and picked out Anchor Man. She put it in and came and sat next to me.

The movie started playing and I swear, Brooke was out before the first line was said. She was just sleeping peacefully with her head on my lap and I was playing with her hair, something she loves.

Halfway through the movie, I took out my phone and took a picture if Brooke and put it on Twitter, '@NiallOfficial: Shhh @Brooke_NY is sleeping ;)'

The movie was over around 7:30 so everyone got up to get something to eat, but Brooke was still sleeping so I let her be.

"I'm starved!" I practically yelled as I looked through the pantry.

"Then make yourself some food..." Liam replied.

"Make yourself some food," I mocked, "We don't have anything good..."

"Shut up Niall, I'm calling a Chinese place," Harry said, dialling a number in his phone.

After half an hour of waiting the food finally came! We devoured all of the food. Brooke's gonna be mad... But she still wasn't up. So I picked her up and carried her to her bed and ticked her in, giving her a kiss on the forehead.

I returned downstairs and joined the rest of the guys who were playing FIFA, like normal. Harry was getting angry because he wasn't winning, so I took his place and of course won.

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