Treasure! That is what you are! Treasure! that is what you are! Treasure! that is what you are.
I stirred and turned to see Harry already staring at me.
"Hi," I whispered stretching out.
"Don't hi me it is 5:00 on my off day and you want to know why I am up? I'll tell you why because your stupid alarm wouldn't shut the hell up. Who the fuck wakes up to Bruno mars repeating the same fucking line," He growled.
"That it explains it," I sat up. He rolled onto his back.
"Explains what?"
"I was having a dream about food and then Bruno Mars pops up and keeps singing the same lyric and doing the same move. It was getting annoying."
"You're... I ....Why...never mind. So why do you have a alarm for Five o'clock in the damn morning?"
"I am a teacher. I have to be at the school before my students to prepare the classroom for the day."
"Gemma doesn't wake up this early."
"That is Gemma. Now if you will excuse me I have to get dressed,"I got out of bed and stretched. I could hear Harry getting up too.
"We still on for lunch," He came and wrapped his arms around my waist. I leaned back into him.
"I hope so. Yo-," My sentence was cut off by my door swinging open.
"Emma Niall wants to talk to you so he mad-," Gemma looked up from her phone and gasped. Me and Harry stayed frozen.
"Gemma it isn't what it looks like," I whispered turning away.
"It isn't what it looks like. You are standing in front of me with Harold in nothing but his drawers and he has his arms wrapped around you. What happened here, " She came in and shut the door behind her. I turned and punched Harry in the arm. I didn't even notice he wasn't wearing anything.
"It got hot," He whined. I wanted to punch him again but, instead I turned back to Gemma.
"Look, Niall ruined the date we were suppose to have and well I wanted to have a bit of fun. I called Harry and he came over. We ate, talked, watched a movie, and fell asleep. I swear this guy was fully clothed when I fell asleep,"I pointed at Harry who was getting dressed. Gemma softened her glare and crossed her arms.
"That explains why Niall really wanted to come over and apologize. He is downstairs and I don't think you want him knowing Harry is here."
"He's here!" Me and Harry yelled in unison.
"Yes I said this when I came in. Now get going. Harry and I need to talk," Gemma opened the door. I quickly left.
Niall was sitting on the couch in deep thought. I cleared my throat and sat in the chair on the other side of the room.
"Hi," I whispered.
"Hello," He turned to me with a nervous smile.
"Why are you here Ni?"
"Last night was a mistake.."
"The feeling is mutual."
" No I am saying it wasn't suppose to end that way. I don't know what is wrong with me one minute I want to kiss, cuddle and love you. The next I want to hurt you, and make you cry. I do like you Em and I know right now it seems as if I am lying but I like you. Every time I feel like we are getting somewhere it is like someone takes over and pushes you away. I need you to trust me when I say I am trying to stop it. I don't want to lose I like you too much to lose you. What I need is for you to be there and when I shut down don't leave. Please don't leave or hate me because I have no control over it honestly," He stood up and walked over to me. He grabbed my hands and pulled me up.
"Niall..I can see you change. I know when it is going to happen. You eyes get darker and you move away from me and then the insults come. Why?" I stared down at his Nike trainers looking in his eyes would have been to intense.
"I don't know Emma. I've never had this problem before. I mean yeah I would be a jerk to my ex's sometimes, but not like I am to you. I need you to help me get through this," He lifted my chance to look him in the eye.
"You're asking me to take the insults. Niall I can't do that. You can get mean I don't want here the worse of what you can say. I need to think about this."
"Than think I am not going to pressure you into anything," He leaned in towards me. My eyes widened at the realization of what he was doing. Our lips connected and I felt fireworks go off in my stomach. We just stayed frozen lips connected. Niall pulled away his eyes still closed.
"I had to do that," He whispered. I nodded. I looked past him to see it was 5:10.
"Niall I have to get ready for work."
"Okay how about I come down for lunch?"
"I can't I have lunch with Ha..Gemma," I don't know why I lied but something told me that Niall wouldn't be okay with me going to lunch with Harry.
"Oh how about afterwards?"
"Busy...speaking of busy I need to get ready," I led him toward the door. "Well maybe I can text you later on. "
"Yeah sure bye," I shut the door behind him.
"Is he gone," Gemma and Harry shouted from upstairs.
"If he was here he cou-," There was a knock at the door. I peeked through the peephole and sighed when I saw it was Niall. I opened the door and he pushed past me.
"Um Niall?"
"Where is he?"
"Where is who," I started giving nervous.
"Harry. His car is outside. I didn't notice when we came in but I know that is Harry's mustang," He looked around.
"That is none of your business."
"Look we are not doing this. I came over to hangout with her. Nothing happened," Harry was making his way down stairs when Niall grabbed him by his shirt and pressed him against the wall. Me and Gemma screamed.
"Emma you and Gemma give me and the bastard time alone." Gemma grabbed my arm and pulled me upstairs.
Niall POV
"Mate you know how I feel about her and yet you are hanging out at her house. Spending the night and then trying to hide it," I tightened my grip on his shirt.
"First off I didn't hide, Gemma said I should stay upstairs. Second she asked me to come over after you ruined a date before you guys even got to it. Like I've told you before we didn't do anything."
"You're still in the wrong instead of playing hero you should have called me and checked in see if I was okay with it. You know how I feel about her."
"You feel about her? Do you not remember the first time we met her. I liked her Niall and then a week later you caught feelings. You went and purposely befriended her before I did. You knew I wasn't ready to talk to her and hang out with her because she made me nervous. I backed off. I was a friend and backed off. Now she is coming to me and you think I am going to back off. No. The. Fuck. I. Am. Not. You go ahead beat the hell out of me but the more you fuck up the more she becomes mine,"He swept my hands always from him as if it was lint on his trouser.
"She likes me Harry so back off."
"She likes me too. Now which one is going to be better man?"
"It is going to be me."
"One way or another Niall this friendship is over," He bumped my shoulder and made his way out the house.
"No Harry one way or another one of us is getting hurt and it won't be me."
