fix you (Niall Horan)

8~Sick and Late night Talks

~NIALL~

Halfway through Toy Story, Skylar fell asleep with her head in my lap. Her breathing was raggid and she was shaking.

I frowned. Either she was having a nightmare, or she was sick.

Niether is good.

She woke with a start, gasping for breath as she coughed, nearly scaring me shitless.

"Skylar, do you feel okay?" I asked.

She frowned "Not really."

She looked really pale, with bags under her eyes and she was sweating and shaking.

"Do you have...you know..."

She gasped and smacked my arm playfully. "Ew Niall. Gross. But no," she laughed.

Then how was she sick?

"Do you wanna go tah bed?" I asked her and she nodded sleepily, raising her arms like a little kid. I rolled my eyes and chuckled as I scooped her up, which was very easy. I walked tword the rooms and took a blanket from the back of the couch. Harry turned to me, raising an eyebrow.

"She is sick mate," I mumbled and trudged through the hallway. I wrapped the blanket around Skylar and set her down on her bed, like in a cocoon. Her hair was sticking to her face as she breathed horasly through her mouth. I went to the bathroom and grabbed a glass. Filling it halfway, I set it on her night stand. I stood there awkwardly, watching her sleep. I leaned down and tucked some hair behind her ear before walking over to the door.

"Niall, stay with me," she mumbled, and I couldn't help but smile. I crawled next to her and she layed her head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her as I pulled the covers over us. She sniffled and coughed and cuddled me closer to her.

"Niall, do you like being famous?" she asked out of the blue.

I chuckled. "I love it."

"What's the best part?" she whispered.

"Seein' all da fans, and gettin' to meet people," I smiled.

There was an awkward silence as she asked another question.

"Do you like dogs?"

I laughed at her question.

"Why do ya ask love?"

She turned as rested her chin on my chest, he sea green eyes sparkling and her dimples showing. "Ever since I was little, I always wanted a dog. But my father never let me. I was just wondering if you liked them."

My heart ached for her as she mentioned another thing her father had to take away from her.

"Yeah. I mean I love Loki."

She raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"Loki. Liam's husky."

Her mouth formed an 'o' and she nodded. "Huskies are my favorite."

"Really?" I asked. I wasn't really into the conversation, I just wanted to hear her voice, sick or not.

"Yeah. My neighbor had a husky and sometimes it would sneak through a hole in the fence and come into my yard. I think the owners abused it, so I felt its pain. One day, I herd a gun shot, and I never saw him again."

I frowned. "What was his name?"

"Bolt. He was all white except some black on his ears and paws." she smiled at the memory of Bolt.

"Well, maybe one day, you will get a husky and name him bolt," I smiled at her. She nodded her head yes and nestled her face in the crook of my neck. Her breathing became slower and steadier as she drifted into a deep sleep.

"Your not alone girl

Look over you shoulderrrr

You don't have to wonderrrrr

Cause ya know ya know ya know

Your not aloneeeeeeeeonnnnnneee

Cause your not alooooooonnnoonee"

I quietly into her ear and before I knew it, I drifted into a deep sleep too, with a girl that was going to change my life, in a good way, in my arms.

Where she belonged.

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~HARRY~ [omgg yes XD]

After and hour or so after Niall and Skylar left, Toy Story ended. Liam insisted on staying to watch the credits roll by on the screen, but I rolled my eyes and Rylee and I walked back to the rooms.

"G'night mate," Zayn whispered as he opened his and Perries door. I nodded my head and he smiled before quietly shutting the door.

"You don't think they fell asleep do you?" Rylee asked. I just shrugged and quietly opened the door. Sure enough, Skylar was curled up in a ball, her head resting on Niall, who was snoring very loudly. Rylee giggled before I shut the door.

"Well, I'll go sleep on the couch I guess," I muttered, unsure if what to do. There was one bed left, and two people.

Rylee frowned. "I don't mind if we slept in the same bed Harry."

"But w-we barley know each other," I stuttered, surely sounding like a man.

Note the sarcasm.

She put her weight on her left leg and crossed her arms, chuckling. "I think I've established by now that you aren't a rapist."

I blushed at her cockiness before leading the way to Niall and I's room.

"I don't have any clothes," she frowned and pouted. Her pout was so adorable, like a little five year old.

"Here," I said and tossed her my Jack Willas sweatpants and my 5 seconds of summer black t-shirt. We kinda stood there awkwardly before she raised any eye brow.

"Oh," I muttered and turned my back. I herd her belt hit the floor, and her slipping my sweatpants on. Thinking she was done, I turned around. She was pulling her shirt over her head, revealing her white bra. Call me a pervert, but I watched her throw that shirt in the ground and pick up mine. Once she was dressed, she ran and ninja rolled on to the bed. I laughed at her childless before laying next to her.

She took the covers and pulled them up to her chin. I chuckled at get making a chipmunk face before I grabbed me shirt and pulled it over my head. I turned and looked at Rylee, who was blushing like crazy.

"You don't mind do you?" I questioned as she nodded her head no. I laid next to her and closed my eyes. I listened to her breathing, and I never realized how tired I was until I fell asleep.

I could have sworn that she put her head on my chest, but I didn't check because I drifted to sleep shortly after.

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HAII.

sorry it's kinda short.

BUT OMG HARRY POV. FANGIRLING.

anyway, I will update when this gets like 44ish reads.

Don't ask me where I got that number because idk.

TOODLES! =^.^=

#glitterhoran