Stuck With Me {A Niall Horan / Harry Styles Fan Fiction}

Chapter 6

Recap: Me: I'm coming back!!!!!

MARY'S POV

The whole plan was kind of outrageous, but I have to admit, it was exciting. We had bought a last minute plane ticket to Australia. I had asked Niall, 'What about my clothes?' while we had run out the door, nothing in hand but my iPhone and purse. He had just laughed and said, 'We can buy some when we get there!'. It was funny, but I didn't like having to spend 17 hours on a claustrophobic plane, with no deoderant, toothbrush, or a brush. 

Now, we were on the plane, 3 hours into the flight. I was kinda jealous when two girls who were Niall's type asked for a picture. I had to get used to that kind of thing, otherwise, how would I survive being with a famous person? Now I look over at Niall, who has fallen asleep in his seat, head hanging slightly. He looks cute, so innocent. I adjusted to get in a better position, and immediately a wave of fatigue washes over me. In minutes, I'm asleep.

When I awake, I realize my head is now resting on Niall's shoulder. I blush and quickly bring my head up. "I-I'm sorry," I stutter, "you could've woken me up or moved my head."

Niall just smiles warmly, the kind that melts my heart. "Yeah," he says, "I could've. But I didn't." He smiled playfully. My face grew hot and I looked away so he wouldn't see me blush. "So the flight is landing in 3 hours. You were sleeping for a while."

I nodded my head. "I'll be right back." I stood up to go to the bathroom, and halfway down the aisle, he calls out to me.

"Did I mention you look cute when you sleep?" I blushed, but didn't turn around. Washing my hands,  the fangirl inside me couldn't help but squeal. I returned to my seat and listened to music and went on my laptop for the rest of the time. When we finally landed, Niall was the first one off the plane, even though we were in the very back. He ran down the aisle like a kid in a candy store, and I had to hurry to catch up with him.

We entered the airport lobby and looked around, expecting the boys. All of a sudden, there they were, standing in front of us grinning like crazy. They stood their for only a second before wrapping Niall into a bear hug. I stood back, yearning for the strong friendship they had. Of course, I had a friendship with Cate, but with the boys, you could feel the passion coursing through them. It was overwhelming.

After several minutes, reality came back to them and they turned to me. "Hi, I say, not quite sure what to do, "I'm Mary." They beam.

"Yes, Niall called us on the plane and told us all about you," Harry said. He blushed and added, "He didn't mention how gorgeous you were."

NIALL'S POV

I looked back and forth between Harry and Mary. (hehe. it rhymes.) There was definitely some kind of connection. Harry was blushing, and avoiding eye contact, and so was Mary. I don't know why, but I was kind of jealous. I interrupted their 'moment' and said, "So, let's get to the hotel, huh?" They looked over at me, their dazed eyes returning to normal.

"Yeah, okay," Harry mumbled. Mary nodded and walked along side Harry on the way to the car. Even in the car, they sat next to each other. I tried to ignore them chattering in the backseat, but my attention turned towards them when Harry said, "Hey, Mar. (oh, great. They're on the nickname level already?) I just realized, you don't have any clothes, do you?"

"No," she giggled.

"Oh, well I can take you shopping later."

"Really?"

"Oh, yeah. It's on me."

She giggled and they went back to talking, and I went back to ignoring. I honestly wasn't sure why I was getting pissed in the first place. I mean, I'm the one who wanted to be friends in the first place, so she's free to date anyone. But did it have to be Harry?