Chapter 9
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(Niall's POV)
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I tried walking as slow as possible. Ryen was finally believing how sorry I was.
I did it. And to make things even better, she didn't even love Harry.
Things were going good.
The whole way she talked and talked and talked an something about her soothing voice just kind of calmed me and put me in a happy place.
She told me about things. About her feelings and how she loved life and everything that came out of her mouth was amazing.
Ryen Edwards. My crush. Once again.
When we got home she stopped holding my hand. We both walked in pretending nothing had happened.
"Ryen! Your back, I was getting worried. You said a walk. Not a trip to America!" Perrie said hugging her.
"I almost got hit by a truck, but then Niall saved me." Ryen said
Perrie looked at me with shock.
"Niall!" She said hugging me
My eyes widened, clearly confused on what was happening.
"You- you saved Ryen..." Perrie said tearing up.
"Thank you."
"I had to per, .... I get lost without Ryen." I said smiling.
After Perrie left, Harry walked up to Ryen
"Hey love, how was the weather?" Harry asked sweetly.
"Oh, it was great. Very pretty." She said.
"Oh, good. I might take a walk later." He said smiling.
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Later that night
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(Ryen's POV)
The bond fire.
Man I had to admit... Now that I had connected with Niall, it was hard for me to pretend to be mad at him. I guess I was the I only one who wanted a s'more cause everyone expect Niall an I was getting drunk.
It was actually funny watching all of them. Perrie and Zayn had gone to bed along with Louis and Liam.
Harry was laying on the deck playing with the ice in the cooler keeping all the beer cold.
As drunk as he was;
"Haha... It's cold!" He said.
I laughed at him and helped him up.
"C'mon mr. Ice expert lets get you to bed." I said leading him back inside. Niall followed.
"Hey I'm gonna take Harry to bed. Ill see you tomorrow." I told Niall.
He hugged me goodnight then left upstairs.
.... His hugs were more comforting then Harry's.
I sloppily walked Harry up the stairs. His breath smelled of whiskey.
"Gross." I laughed.
He leaned his weigh on me.
"Your hair smells good." He said laughing.
I rolled my eyes smiling to myself. I pushed him on his bed letting him fall harshly allowing his comfy sheets to catch his fall. When I turned to leave, he spoke.
"Wait, babe.. Stay?" He asked.
"Harry, no." I said drawing the line.
"No. It's not like that... I just... I wanna cuddle with you again... It helped me sleep." Harry said drunkly.
I placed my hands on my hips. I had to admit. Being in Harry's arms had made me fall asleep easier.
I rolled my eyes and got in with him.
He smiled at me and kissed my temple. I had realized Harry wasn't wearing a shirt, so he was warmer than usual making me fall asleep even faster.
"I'm so glad your mine." Harry Said before shutting his eyes into a deep sleep.
All to sudden, I wasn't tired anymore.
All I could think of was Niall.
I soon didn't let it bother me and fell asleep in the comfort of Harry's arms.
