*Niall’s P.O.V.*



“Niall, we have guests,” Zayn hollered to me. Who the hell could be here? Our families aren’t coming till next week. I get up and walk out to where everyone else were at, “Who’s here?” Once I saw her standing there, I stopped. The room went quiet and I felt like it was just me and her. She seemed a little skinnier and tired, she’s wearing a jacket even when it’s hot as hell in New York. She just watches me, looking like she’s examining me… fuck I look like a pothead; haven’t shaved, bags under my eyes, messy hair. Addison and Kat breaks the silence by greeting me. I greet them back but I can’t take my eyes off her… Lauren. She’s still beautiful in my opinion, and I regret for what I did that night. The boys usher me into the small living room with Addison and Kat, but Lauren doesn’t follow. She walks into Harry and Zayn’s room, i pushed pass Liam but I was stopped by Zayn and Addison. They were shaking their heads, “I just want to talk to her.” “Watch her from the far Ni,” Zayn said. The door opened and Lauren runs out of the room. I caught her attention but she ignored me, I watched Louis open the door for Harry and Lauren jumps on him. This is torture, that should be me that she’s jumping on too… I feel like going over there to punch Harry to get her back, but that would make it worse. The way they smile at each other, both have dimples, green eyes… Why haven’t I seen it before.





Everyones’ still talking while me and Lou are watching football/soccer. “YEAH!” Louis cheers as his friend makes a goal. I look over to the side and see Lauren and Harry side by side… too close for me to handle. I get up and quietly walk over to her, I stand behind for awhile deciding if I should say hi … before I knew it I gripped her wrist. She let out a small “ouch” and I pulled away. I slowly walked back watching her and Harry whisper. She turns around just as I sit back down. She looks away shocked, Harry is rubbing her arm. Her eyes water up and I watch them talk in a whisper, Harry slowly comes in closer and closer to her. No she’s mine, move, stop moving in on her Harry, no, please, this fucking hurts. I couldn’t handle it, it looked like they were going to kiss, I tightened my grip on the couch arm. They then walked into Harry’s room. “No,” I murmured. I get up and began heading to them. I need to explain to her what happened that night. They better not have sex in their. “What do you think you’re doing Niall James Horan,” Addison and Kat questioned me in a unison. I gritted my teeth, “I was going to talk to Lauren.” They pushed me back to the couch, Liam, Zayn and Louis were now watching me. “Leave her alone Niall boy, let her and Harry talk, you’ll get time one day,” Louis spoke. “I’m heading to my room,” I announced and walked to my room. I sat down on my bed and took out the pictures of me and Lauren.





*Lauren’s P.O.V.*



Me and Harry walk in his room and I sit on his bed. He stands their looking me, “You’ve been outlining the marks Lo, I could feel it deeper in your skin…” I bite my lip and close my eyes. I began crying.



It was a good five minutes of crying until Harry came up and cradled me. “Please stop doing it, when Zayn told me what Addison and him talk about and how you have long showers I knew that you’re cutting over the scars. I’m telling you, you’re going to give him a heart attack if he finds out that you’ve been cutting,” Harry soothes in my ear. I just cry and cry, he moves back and forth as he hums a tune. “Look me in the eye and tell me that you’ll stop,” Harry says. I bury my face into his chest, He rolls me off him and lays me on the bed. “Harry…” I whisper. He hovers over me, looking intently in my eyes, “Lauren please,” he begs. I see little tears form as he picks up my arm, I don’t budge. He looks at me and looks back at my arm and back at me. “Can I… make it feel better… please?” He looks at me, I lay there watching him shift. Watching him being so gentle with me has gave me trust in him and comfortable. Letting him making my scar feel better? I don’t know what to say… “Yes,” I squeak out in surprised. He nods and lightly trace the markings, I watch him in pain by looking at what I’ve done to me. He goes over the “N” numerously and then he kisses it, he gives tiny kisses up and down the marking. Between every kiss he tells me to never do it again. Suddenly I feel tears fall on my scar, “Harry.” I whine. He looks at me and hovers over me again, his tears fall on my face but I don’t care. “You care too much for me Haz,” I speak quietly. “I just don’t want you hurt,” he mumbles. I wipe his tears while starring back at him, he looks at me with saddness. With and unexpected move I made, I sat up and moved closer to his face. We were inches apart I inhaled shakily and made my lips gently lay on him and then I pulled back. He looked at me shocked, we starred at each other for probably two minutes reading each other and then he moves in on me. Our lips locked together, his lips were warm and explosive… I kinda like it. He started to lay me down on the bed and kissed my scars, then back to my trembling lips. I couldn’t stop, His kisses were like a spell.





“Harry… Lauren… We are all going to dinner now,” Louis said through the door. We stopped and realize what we’ve just did and ran to different sides of the room. I’m a whore, I can’t believe it… tears snaked down my face. “We’ll be out in a minute,” Harry yelled and ran to me. “I know what you’re thinking, no you aren’t and will never be a whore,” He whispers wrapping me up. He holds me while I try to stop crying, “Niall don’t you dare open that door,” We both hear Liam yell. The room door flies open and Niall walks in. I look at him, he looked shocked, pissed yet jealous. He glared back at me with longing, I burry my face in Harry’s chest. “Niall…” Harry starts. “Give me her,” he demands. I moved closer to Harry, He gets up and I follow him; standing behind him. “Let’s go to dinner now,” Harry suggests. “Fine, but I want to see Lauren,” I peek over Harry’s side and he catches my glance. “Harry go… I’ll be fine,” I quietly speak out. Harry nods and walks out, then we stand there just examining each other. I quickly pull my sleeve over my arm and step back, “Lauren, don’t go to Harry.” Niall speaks walking closer to me. “You always assume that…” I trailed off. “Because it seems like it,” Niall says. I walked past him, “I don’t want to talk about it.” I said, he grabs my arm. I cry out in pain. Niall’s lets go a little bit shocked and everyone runs in, “I think we should have dinner now…” Kat says and everyone just watches me and Niall. I look at him, “Dinner sounds nice.”





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The boys have been practicing, getting ready for their last show in New York. Madison Square Garden. It’s been a fullfilling week but I’ve handled myself, Harry switched with Addison and Kat so we could get our room to ourselves. He made sure I showered in amount of time and helped me fall back asleep and cam down when I still cry during the night. We gave our other two room keys to Aaddison and Kat so they could come in and out when they see paparazzi.





Right now Harry’s at an interview with Zayn and I was told to stay in the room. It was night time and I slid over my pajamas. They smelled like Niall, Niall… I miss his arms wrapped around me, making sure im protected by him. Then I looked at my window and I saw the guy who was in my dream and at the library. It was like and it was probably a shadow of the desk, so I curled up more. Then he flashed in my mind, Niall getting knocked out from that guy… dead. I started screaming, I forgot Harry made the others check up on me since they have my room key. I began shaking, playing back that vision. I screamed for Niall continuously. My room door flung open and I began to quiet down, I covered up myself with the covers more. An arm wrapped around me and pulled me into the body. I sniff more, I keep whispering “He’s dead Harry.” Harry would tighten his grip around me, making sure I was kept close. I was at the point of falling asleep. Before I blanked out, the last thing I heard was, “No I’m not.”






*Niall’s P.O.V.*


“No I’m not,” I whispered in a hushed tone. She cried thinking that I’m dead, does she do this every night? Is this why Harry is with her at night? Why hasn’t no one told me, it hurts to watch her cry for me. I would let her know that I’m here for her but she’ll freak, I know she’s trying hard to carry on but I can’t even have the thought of her acting like this for three months. She’s asleep and watch her sleep like a beauty. A couple of minutes later Harry runs in, I get up and drag him outside. He looks shocked yet relieved, “Why haven’t you told me?” “Told you what?” “That she cries every night,” I spatted. “Because she wants to move on and if I told you, you would freak,” Harry said calmly. “I miss her Harry…” I revealed. Harry stood there in silence, “Sometimes, you got to let her go… and if she comes back then it’s meant to be.” I looked back in the room and watched my princess sleeping. “Come on Ni, it’s late… let’s get some sleep,” Harry yawned. I nodded and walked back to our suite.







*Lauren’s P.O.V*


It’s the big day, Madison Square Garden. Everyone arrives in different cars because of the crowded streets filled with fans. I look out the window watching girls trip over themselves trying to et to our car. Harry restd his handon my thigh, “Are you ok?” I nodded, “Yes.” I hear him hum until got to the arena, the car stopped and I flew back on Harry who was grinning ear to ear. “What,” I asked him. “TICKLE MONSTER,” he chuckled and began tickling. “Harry *laughs* this *luaghs* is not the *laughs* best way *laughs* to cheer me up *laughs*… STOP!” I tried pushing him out of the way but he wont move. Stan opens up the door and flashes of lights came upon us, we quickly seprated and went out of both sides. The papparazi swarmed around me, asking multiple questions.




“Where’s Niall?”


“Why was Harry on top of you?”


“Are you cheating on Niall?”


“Did ya’ll break up?”


“Are you and Harry dating?”




I stood there frozen, Stan tried to move me but I was afraid of everyone closing in on me. Harry rushed to me and dragged me inside.



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“HELLOOOOO MADISON SQUARE GARDEN!” Louis screamed into the microhpone. The first song was over and the arena is full. I stand there alone watching the boys go monkey ape on stage. I watched the boys and sang along. I forgot about what happened between me and Niall, I was too into the fangirl mood. Harry made quick faces at me which made the girls behind me scream and cry.





Towards the end of the concert, the boys began to sing Little Things, a popular song. As I was singing along to Liam’s part, a girl interupted me. “Whore, you never deserved to be Niall’s princess. You’re worse than Taylor Swift. Stay away from them, especially our Irish snowflake.” I stood there, she and her friends started boo-ing me. The boys looked over at me, water filled my eyes and I quickly walked to the backstage area. The song finished and I heard Liam say in to the microphone, “You girls over there… yeah you… meanies.” Then the whole area cracked up with laughter. Harry runs to me as Liam and Louis cracked jokes on stage.“What did those girls say?” He panted. “They called me a whore and that im worse than Taylor…” I said. “Harry go back up there,” I ordered. “If I listen can I see if your scars are doing better?” He asked looking at my arm. “Fine,” I huffed. I rolled up my sleeve and he examined it, “Good you aren’t making it worse. I’m proud of you.” Harry smiled. I watched Harry walk back on stage, I turned around to put back on my jacket. “Lauren…” Niall said behind me. I turned around and face him, he walks closer and we only a couple feet apart. “Don’t listen to those girls, you’re none of that… please believe me,” he says very irishy. “Niall…” I squeaked. I turned around but he grabbed my arm. I bite my lip and made a face, he looked at me concerned, I shuffled a bit; trying to pull my arm away but he pulled me closer, took my arm and lifted up the sleeve.

Notes

last paragraph I had a little bit of writers block, sorry if it's bad.


Didn't see Lauren and Harry second kiss coming? Will Lauren think about the kiss? Was it an accident? Will Niall find out? What about the NIALL scar, Niall just saw it... what will his reaction be? What will the fans do? Will Niall and Lauren get back together or will a group of people shut them two down?

Gotta wait ;)

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