Being Simon Cowell's Daughter: Living with Niall Horan [1]

Chapter 22- Get Well Soon

Hey everyone. So, I wanted to change something pretty major in this story for the longest time but I didn't know when exactly I should do it but I've decided to finally do it. I'm changing the name of the main character. You're probably thinking wtf? Why? Well, I wrote this story back in like middle school (cringe) and I used my own name and as I continue to write this story it just bothers me to use my own name still. So as the name used to be Sierra.. it will now be Rose. I hope this does not get you to stop reading my story as I've worked on this for many years so far. Keep reading please and continue to vote!! Love you all! x

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*Niall's POV*

So vacation got cut short because of the new album. The record label apparently needs me there for the release date.

I wish I could just be normal for a month. Or at least just have a month off.

Anyway, all of this means I still didn't pop the big question yet. I don't really want to ask her anywhere urban like. I want it to be really special and somewhere quiet where we can't be bothered.

I'm just worried that she'll say no cos it's kinda too soon. I mean we've been dating for a year and a half now. It is soon in the relationship, but it feels right to get married.
I wonder what the fans will think.

I sit on the couch back home and turn the tv on. Poor Rose's still sick. We went to the doctor yesterday and found out that it's the flu. It's been going around lately though; I'm not surprised she got it.

I walk into the kitchen to get a beer but when I come back, Rose's sleeping on the couch. When did she come down here? She's supposed to be in bed.

"Babe? Are you okay? Do you need anything?" I ask her quietly and she wakes up a little. "I want to go to bed with you." She pouts.

I nod then put my beer back and take Rose to bed. I turn all the lights off after I strip down to only my boxers then get in bed.

Rose lays her head on my chest and puts her arm over my torso. I snake my arm around her then notice something. She's only wearing her bra and underwear. She never wears that to bed. What's going on?

"Umm... babe?" I ask and she hums. "Why are you only wearing your bra and underwear?" I ask nervous. I hope she doesn't get upset that I asked. She hates when people talk about her body or anything like that; even if it's a compliment. I have no idea why though.

"Cos... it's comfy." She answers but I can tell she's lying. I'll just drop it. I don't want to make things more awkward.

We drift into a deep slumber in minutes.

*The next morning*

I wake up to someone playing live music. Slowly, I open my eyes to the harsh sunlit room. Of course I find all the lads and their girlfriends standing there smiling.

"What're you doing here?" I ask laughing at how the boys are dressed. They're all wearing their girlfriends dresses. I'm honestly just surprised they fit in them. They probably had to get them altered.

I sit up in bed so Rose's blanket falls off of her a little. I don't think anything of it but everyone got quiet.

"Yeah... so... umm... I guess uh..." Harry trails off looking at Rose with wide eyes. I roll my eyes and cover her up then point to the door. We all quietly walk out of the room to talk.

"Did you and Rose ha-" Louis starts and I cut him off by saying, "No, you dirty minded freak. 1) she's still sick 2) she's still a virgin 3) she doesn't want to do anything yet which I'm perfectly fine with! I don't think that we need to do anything just because we're dating." I explain and the boys nod in disbelief.

Finally I get them to leave after they gave me get well soon cards for Rose. Sometimes they can be a bit too much.