Secrets and Surprises

Chapter 33-

Niall's POV-

The next week or so went by pretty fast, lots of shows, sleeping, eating, and traveling. September 23, we’re in New York now, we have about an hour to kill before we get to Long Island though. And by we, I mean Morgan, Daniella, Harry and I. Zayn was going back home for the week to visit family, Liam was going to visit Danielle, and Louis took Eleanor on vacation, we kind of felt bad for her, considering the fact he wouldn't tell anyone where he was taking her...

"Shit..." Morgan mumbled, looking out the window.

"What?" I asked leaning in closer to her to see the bridge outside the window, she hates bridges.

"I hate bridges..."

"I know" I kissed her cheek and closed the shades or the tour bus window. "Better?"

"Niall, you do realize we are still on the bridge, even if you close the shades."

"I know I just thought maybe you wouldn't think about it too much if I closed it." I replied laughing.

"Well now that you said not to think about it I'm gonna think about it!"

"I didn't say not to think about it, I said you might not have thought about it if you couldn't see it."

"Same thing!" She threw a pillow at me.

"Oh! It's on!" I threw the pillow back at her and then started tickling her. She was very ticklish if I must say myself. We were both laughing hysterically, even if she was yelling at me to stop.

"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT UP? WE'RE ALREADY OFF THE GOD DAMN BRIDGE!" Daniella yelled from her bunk. It was 2pm and she was still asleep. Harry was on his computer with his headphones in so he didn't even hear us.

I laughed a bit and Morgan stood up from her seat and walked over to where I was sitting. I the seat next to me and she sat down and curled into me. I put my arm around her and whispered into her ear. “You okay?”

She nodded.

“What’s up?”

“Tired” She said quietly. I rubbed my hand up and down her arm.

“Sleep then”

“Nah”

“You’re crazy”

“But you love me anyways!” She looked up and made a smirked at me.

“Yes I do.” I kissed her forehead and went off talking about the tour. “…And then after that we could stay in Mullingar for a little while since the European tour ends there. And then we go back for December and… You’re asleep…” I laughed a bit to myself and pulled a blanket over her and kissed her nose before closing my eyes myself.

Harry’s POV-

I looked over at Niall and Morgan; they are so cute and act all couple-like. They do everything together, they talk all the time, yet they still have time for everyone else in their lives. Niall makes me feel like a shit boyfriend to Daniella. Yeah, we spend time together and we do cute things and she is perfect but I feel like I could never be as good to her as Niall was to Morgan and I feel like I have to change that. I shut my laptop, ripped my headphones out of my ears and stood up, heading over to the bunks and opened the curtain, Daniella’s curled up in a red blanket, her hair’s down, curly and natural. I love when she wears it like that. I pushed a tight dark curl out of her face and tucked it back behind her ear. I climbed in next to her and wrapped my arms around her waist, and leaned my head into her shoulder. She turned her head over to face me and smiled to see that I was there. She rolled over to face me.

“Whatcha doin?” She asked rubbing her tired eyes.

“Can’t I come see my girlfriend without being questioned?” I laughed.

“No” She stuck her tongue out at me. I gave her a serious look and wiggled my eyebrows at her. She laughed. “You can, but you never do…” Her face went serious and she rolled over again. Crap.

“That’s why I’m here” I pushed myself up and sat against the low bunk wall. “I feel like I’m not a good enough boyfriend for you…” She pushed herself up and sat next to me, but distanced herself a little bit and gave me a weird questioning look.

I just looked down and played with my hands. “What do you mean?” She asked.

“Morgan and Niall are so close and they act like a couple all of the time. And I feel like I’m not good enough for you, I just, I feel like you deserve someone who’s gonna be a better boyfriend.”

“Harry, you’re perfect for me. Wanna know why we don’t have Morgan and Niall’s relationship?” I looked up at her. “Because we aren’t Morgan and Niall, we are Harry and Daniella.” I smiled a little.

“I don’t deserve you…You’re perfect.”  

“No, I’m not.” She looked down, a tear dropped from her eye and onto her leg.

“Hey! Hey, look at me.” I lifted her chin with my thumb so she was looking at me, but she turned her eyes to the side. I wiped the tears from her eyes with my purple JACK WILS sweatshirt. This was her favorite one I had. “You are perfect in every single way, maybe not everyone else sees it, but I do. You’re beautiful and you don’t even try. Everything reminds me of you, you’re always one my mind, always. You are funny, and sweet, and an amazing singer. You mean the world to me. I love you so much, Daniella. I don’t know what to do without you” I kissed her forehead and then I lay down next to her, she was still sitting. I put my hands behind my head and let out a big sigh.

“You alright?” She asked, lying down next to me on her side, her hand was on my chest. She was resting on her elbow with the other hand.

“I feel like I can’t get enough of you. If I’m without you, it’s like something’s missing. I know I don’t show it that much, but I mean it.”

“You know what?” She lifted herself up. Now she was sitting on top of me. Her face inches from mine. She smirked a little.

“What?” I said smiling back at her.

“I haven’t kissed you in a while.” Her lips crashed against mine. Her hands were running through my hair and mine around her neck. After about a minute or two, she pulled away, her face still inches away from mine.

“I love you” I said.

“I love you too” She said, leaning down and kissed me again. At this moment, I’m the happiest I could ever be. I love her so much. I’d do anything for her.

Her hands trailed under my shirt and she ran them across my six-pack. (Yup, be jealous ladies, she’s got all this to herself.) She ripped my shirt off and I kissed her neck. Just as this is happening the curtain pulls open. We both freeze and look it Morgan.

“Guys were he-HOLY CRAP MY EYES!” She ran away without closing the curtain. Daniella sat up and handed me my shirt and I reluctantly pulled it back on. We climbed out of the bunk and out of the bus. The sun was so bright. We were at Morgan’s house. I grabbed Daniella’s bags for her and held her hand as we head up the drive way. Her mom was picking us up in a little while. The bus was dropping us off, Paul wasn’t staying with us, he said goodbye, got back into the bus and it started to drive away. Niall’s talking to Morgan’s dad and Daniella and I wear bringing our stuff into the living room for now.

I’m really happy though, I have almost the whole week with the girl I love (And some of her family…)