11:11 - Niall Horan Fanfiction

Part 14

A/N: First off, this chapter is dedicated to _emily_5 bc she's seriously incredible and her comments made my entire day! <3 Also a huge shoutout to EatCarrotsWithTommo bc she's such a sweetheart!

Part 8

“So how was Harry?” asks Josh as he slips beside you, tucking himself under the covers. You quickly feel his body snuggling up against you, letting his wrap his arms around your torso.

“He’s uh---nice.” you smile in the darkness.

“Just nice? I swear he’s---”

You cut him off, “yes Josh, just nice. You’re the only one on my mind, remember. Shh, all this stress is getting to your head, just go to sleep.” you sooth, though as you say those words, your mind flickers back to the image of Niall. You squint your eyes shut. That was a long time ago, everything’s changed. You reassure yourself, trying to sound convincing.

“Fine, I’m sorry, I just don’t want to lose someone as amazing as you, you get that right?” he whispers, chuckling to himself slightly.

“Shh, I said go to sleep.”

All is silent, as Josh’s eyes flutter shut and you lay stiffly, your lip trembling as you try to think of anything but the blonde boy.

***

“And a one, two, three, four,” a woman shouts over a long guitar solo, quickly Josh flings his drum sticks effortlessly, clashing them along the drum set as the five take turns singing their solos.

You smile up at him as he glances at you, the set changes and the director calls a song change. The boys shuffle through the studio and Josh steps outside, his eyes lighting up when he spots you.

“So how was I?” he winks, engulfing you in a hug.

“Amazing as always, are you finished?” you wonder, glancing quickly in the direction of the boy in mid-song.

“They’re focusing on vocals, the director says in a few weeks’ time we can actually begin to record for the new album, isn’t that incredible?”

You grin up at him and touch your lips to his, when you hear in the background a loud voice.

“Niall, start again, why do you look so distracted?” the woman, you recall to be Paula, calls to Niall. Your eyes flicker towards him and he rolls his eyes, resetting and singing his line over again.

They finally get through an entire set of vocals and start another. Paula waves you over as Josh excuses himself to the washroom.

“Want to take a listen?” she asks and hands you some headgear that looks unfamiliar.

You shrug and lick your lips, slipping the sleak black headphones over your ears. Suddenly, the most beautiful of harmonies fills your hearing range, and you can’t help but smile at how wonderful they all sound.