Niall Has a Sister?

Chapter 11

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*ROSALIE’S POV*

The sun shone into the room through the open curtains. I smiled at the warmth that wrapped me into a cozy cocoon.

 I looked over my shoulder at Harry’s perfect sleeping face. A smile tugged at his lips and his curls laid in a mess above his head. His arm hung over my waist pulling me closer to him.

I flipped over to be facing him and ran my thumb along his cheekbone leaving my fingers feeling electrified. He began to stir and I removed my hand

“Morning.” He breathed in his sexy, husky morning voice.

“Morning.” I chirped. His eyelids slowly slide open, his eyes bored into mine.

“Any nightmares?” He asked concerned, furrowing his eyebrows.

I shook my head. “No, you protected me.” I joked.

“I told you I would." He smirked closing his eyes. "We’re friends right?”

“Best friends.” I mocked him from last night, and he rolled his eyes. “Yes, Harry we’re really best friends. You can ask or tell me anything.” I assured him.

“This might sound a little weird. Um, why are you a virgin? I mean it’s just girls who look like you aren’t virgins.” He asked blushing slightly.

“Are saying I look like a slut?” I asked humorously.

“NO! No, no, no, no. I meant girls as beautiful as you.”

I blushed, and looked down. “It’s hard to have friends let alone boyfriends when you change homes every three months or so. I want to save it for someone I really love.” I stated.

He nodded. “That’s a good reason. I couldn’t even imagine foster care, it sounds horrific.”

“At times it was, but I’ve got you lot now, and it’s all worth it.” I grinned at him.

HARRY’S POV

I smiled back. This was such a different experience to me. I’ve woken out in someone else bed, with a beautiful girl, whom I haven’t slept with, and I’m having a genuine conversation with her. Who would’ve thunk it.

FRIENDS! Harry she only thinks of you as a FRIEND! Don’t get your damn hopes up. My mind screamed at me. I mentally sighed at the truth.

“Do you wanna get breakfast?” I asked. She nodded and we reluctantly got up.

ROSALIE’S POV:

We exited my room and ran into a tired and hungover looking Liam. He slowly trudged by a hand secured on his head and didn’t even glance at us leaving from the same bedroom together.

Harry looked at me and mouthed ‘Sorry.’ I waved him forward to take care of Liam. He caught up with the lost boy and led them to their shared bedroom.

I continued down the old steps and into the kitchen looking for something to satisfy my hunger.

HARRY’S POV:

 “Just because you can drink now doesn’t mean YOU can.” I joked, hitting him on the back. Dark bags hung under his eyes, he obviously was trying to get over Danielle still.

“You don’t even understand Harry.” He said his voice cracking. I hugged him pulling him into our room. “I miss her so much Harry. Seeing Louis and Zayn with them last night was awful I wanted to just kill myself.”