Stuck : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Part 13

Part 13

While the guys are out doing press I start to get dinner started so it’s ready for when they get back.  I already told Paul not to let them stuff their faces while they are out.

  Time has flown and they are on their way back.  The pasta is done and so is the chicken.  I am just finishing up the sauces and I’ll have the table set up in time.  I am actually excited to show them a side of me they don’t know.  I am aware of how much I have been shutting them out from knowing me.  Every day I make progress.

They are finally here.  I can tell because I can hear them yapping in the hallway. It’s like they’re begging to be mobbed.  When they finally walk in their mouths drop open in awe.  Something tells me they haven’t had a “home” cooked meal in a while.  “I hope you guys like it,” I say as they begin to walk towards the table. 

“You made all of this for us?” Harry says, still in shock.

“I did,” I say shyly.  He gives me a hug then we walk over and take a seat at the table.  While we eat they tell me what kind of questions they were asked on the radio and how some fans camped outside of the radio station just to see them and they wound up letting them come up and watch them perform a few songs.

At one point Niall says, “This is delicious.  Harry, can we keep her?” We all laugh and Harry and I exchange glances and smiles.

“I hope we can, Niall,” Harry says as he squeezes my hand under the table.

After dinner they all help wash the dishes and one by one they begin to file out and go back to their rooms.  Harry is the only one to stay behind.  I go into the bathroom to change into pjs and he makes himself comfortable on the bed.

  My pjs aren’t anything special, just oversized sweatpants and a tank top.  I don’t have to worry about impressing anyone.  Harry is sound asleep on my bed.  I slowly get into bed and grab some of the blanket and cover my legs with it.  He opens his eyes, doesn’t say anything, only puts his arms around me and pulls me close and falls back asleep.  I rest my head on his chest and I am soon asleep.  There is no place I’d rather be than right here with him. I wonder if he knows.