*next day*
I woke up hearing heart beats. I feel like I'm lying my head in somebody's chest. I look around the room to see where I am. This room is still my room. Then I felt an arm wrapped around my shoulders. I saw there's a hand in my waist. I looked up and saw Niall. So this is not a dream? —Last night, when I saw Niall, I thought it was all a dream. — I kissed his chin and slowly removed his arm that is around me. I gently stood up and went to the bathroom as fast as I can. Brushed my teeth and put my hair on a high ponytail. I went downstairs and went directly to the kitchen to prepare our breakfast.
“Gabby?” Niall comes out of my room.
“Good morning love.” I smiled, flipping the pancakes.
“That smells good.” He said, hugging me from behind.
I smirked and removed the pancakes off the pan. I turned around and handed him the pancakes. We both got seated and started eating.
“My band mates are here. They want to meet you.” He said, having a bit of the pancake he's holding.
“Great! When?” I ask.
“Tonight at the fancy restaurant down by the block.” He said, looking worried.
“Why do you look so worried?” I ask another question.
“Promise me you wont fall in love with them or any of them.” He said, taking another bite.
“I wont, pinky swear.” I said, having my pinky twisted around his for a second.
“I just don't want you to fall for them. I'm gonna get jealous.” He said.
“I should call you Tarzan. Because you're concious like him. Starting from now I'll be calling you Tarzan!” I said.
“That's cute.” He chuckled.
“Even if I fall for any of your band mates, you will always be my Tarzan.” I said, holding his hand.
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Seventy // H.S.
Fanfiction“And darling I'll be loving you til' we're seventy.” A song by Ed Sheeran. But I'm gonna make it as a Harry Styles fanfic. Since Harry and Ed are friends. I love both of them so yeah. Enjoy the story! x -Kyra
