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#38-You Had his Baby but Never Told Him (Niall)

A/N: No warnings, just fluff. This is what happens when I find out that my friend is getting married and I watch the 2015 version of Cinderella. :)

You watched as your child as she climbed around the playground, smiling and waving back when she turned and waved at you.

“Emma, little love, it’s time to go!” You called, when she reached the bottom of the slide.

“Coming, Mummy!” Emma called, running over to you. Her face was lit up in a brilliant smile, and she held up her arms for you to pick her up. You did so, holding her close and walking out of the park. You started home, listening to Emma talk about all the fun that she’d had at the playground.

“How would you like to go get some ice cream?” You inquired, smiling at your daughter.

“Yes, Mummy!” Emma gasped, her eyes widening. You started to walk towards Emma and yours favorite ice cream shop, the one that you had met Niall at. “Tell me about how you and Daddy met?”

“Again?” You said, smiling. Emma nodded, and you thought back. “Well, it was a very hot summer’s day, and I really wanted ice cream, so I went to the shop that my Mummy used to take me to. I got my favorite flavor of ice cream, and, when I was leaving, someone crashed right into me and knocked my ice cream cone into my shirt, if you can believe that. Now, I was a little grumpy about that, but when I looked up, ready to tell the person who had knocked into me that they should have watched where they were going, I saw the most beautiful blue eyes that I’d ever seen. He was so embarrassed, blushing and stammering about how sorry he was, and that he’d buy me another ice cream. He did, and then asked me out on a date. I said yes, and we were together for a few years. But then….things changed. Then, when you came along….I didn’t know how to tell him about you. You have his eyes, you know,”

“Daddy has nice eyes. Can we listen to Daddy when we get home?” Emma inquired.

“We can,” You replied, smiling softly. “Do you want to listen to his band, or one of his new songs?”

“His band,” She said, as you walked into the ice cream shop. “I wanna hear History.”

“History it is,” You said, walking towards the counter. “What flavor do you want, Emma?”

“Strawberry!” Emma said, pointing. You ordered for the two of you, and then put Emma down, so you could pay. You handed her one ice cream cone, and took yours, the two of you walking towards the front door. You looked down at her for a moment, making sure that she was holding  the ice cream cone tightly. You looked up when someone collided with you, knocking your ice cream cone onto your shirt.

“I would’ve thought meeting this way once was enough,” He said, and your eyes widened, immediately filling with tears.

“Niall?” You gasped, looking away from him and down at your daughter. Niall’s gaze followed yours, and his eyes widened as he took in the small face that was looking up at the two of you.

“Daddy?” Emma squeaked.

“Emma, love, come on,” You said, breaking out of the near trance you were in. “Excuse us, Niall.”

Niall moved to the side, and you stepped outside, picking Emma up the moment you were out the door.

“Mummy,” Emma whispered. “That was Daddy?”

“Yes, little love, it was,” You quietly said, not looking behind you.

“I want to talk to him,” Emma murmured. You halted, looking down at your daughter.

“You want to meet Daddy? Now?” You said, your brow furrowing. Emma nodded, her small forehead crinkling. “Okay, love.”

You turned, and walked back towards the ice cream shop. Niall was still inside, now standing at the counter, staring blankly at the ice cream flavors.

“Niall,” You quietly said. He looked up, taking in the sight of you and the little girl that you were holding. He quickly walked over, his gaze focused on her. “Do you want to go for a walk?”

“Okay,” Niall said, holding the door open for the two of you. The two of you walked to the park, and you sat down, Emma on your lap.

“Niall, this is Emma,” You said.

“Hi, Emma,” Niall quietly said.

“Hi, Daddy,” Emma said, looking up at him.

“She’s ours?” Niall whispered.

“She’s ours,” You quietly said.

“You never told me,” Niall said, looking up at you.

“I’m sorry for that. I wasn’t exactly sure how,” You murmured.

“She’s so beautiful,” Niall quietly said.

“She has your eyes,” You said. “Do you want to hold her?”

“If it’s okay with her,” Niall said.

“Emma, is it okay if Daddy holds you?” You asked, looking down at her. She nodded, and clambered off of your lap onto Niall’s.

“Hi, Emma,” Niall murmured. He still looked a shocked, looking back and forth from you to Emma.

“I’m glad that I got to meet you, Daddy. It’s better than watching you in music videos. Mummy and I were going to go home and watch you in History!” Emma exclaimed.

“Oh, you like History, then? Is it your favorite?” Niall inquired.

“No, my favorite is the silly one where you’re dancing with the boys and all those people, and the kids! I love that video!” Emma said, wrinkling her nose. “I love you, Daddy,” 

“She means One Way or Another,” You said, in response to Niall’s confused look. Niall smiled, nodding.

“I love you, too, Emma. That was a fun video to make,” Niall replied. 

“Niall….do you want to come eat dinner with us?” You inquired, biting your lower lip. Niall looked down at Emma, and then back up at you.

“I’d love that,” Niall replied, standing. He held Emma close to him, and you started to walk towards your home.

“I told her all about you. I wanted her to know who you were,” You quietly said.

“Thank you,” Niall murmured, smiling over at you.

Written by Angel

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#37 He Scares You During a Fight (Harry)

Warning: angry Harry, rudeness, Niall telling him to sod off, a little bit of physical violence. 

A/N: I do not think that Harry would ever, ever act like this. This is a work of fiction. That being said, if you are in a situation where you are being treated badly, or you have been in a situation like that, it is not your fault. It was never your fault, and it never will be. If you need help, there’s no shame in getting it or asking for it. If you ever need to talk, you can always message or send me an ask, here or at my main blog.  (poemwriter98) Take care of yourselves. 

Harry pushed open the door to your room, and stepped inside.

“Are you ready?” Harry inquired, shoving his hands into his suit pockets.

“Almost,” You replied. “I just need to finish my hair, and find my shoes.”

“Why do you always take so damn long? Better yet, why the hell can’t you start getting ready earlier?” Harry snapped.

“Excuse me?” You said, putting your hairbrush down.

“You heard me. You’re too slow. You don’t get ready early enough, and then we’re always late to where we have to go,” Harry snapped.

“Well, why don’t you just go without me? Then you can go and not worry about being late,” You angrily said, slamming your brush down on the dresser.

“Just hurry up!” Harry shouted.

“No! I’m not going. I don’t want to go anywhere with someone who treats me like you are,” You snapped, standing. You started to walk over to the closet, when you felt Harry’s hand wrap around your wrist, holding it tightly. “Let me go.”

“Are you going to get your shoes on if I do?” Harry angrily asked.

“No. I’m not going, Harry,” You fumed.

“You are going. I have been waiting forever for this event, and they’re expecting me to come with you,” Harry snapped, enraged.

“I’m not going! I don’t care if they’re expecting me,” You cried, trying to pry his fingers off your wrist. “Let me go. You’re hurting me.”

Harry stepped back, his hand falling from your wrist. You wrapped your fingers around it, holding your wrist to your chest.

“Love-” Harry stammered.

“Just go,” You whispered, your eyes bright. “Please, just leave.”

Harry walked out of the room, glancing behind him one last time. After Harry left, you quickly changed out of your clothes, and got into bed. You held tightly to one of your pillows, burying your face in it. You couldn’t believe what Harry had done; he had hurt you, and frightened you. You sobbed until your eyes were dry, and you fell into a restless sleep.

—-

“Harry, I think you should stop,” Niall said, placing a hand on Harry’s shoulder.

“I fucked up, Niall,” Harry slurred. “I scared (Y/N). I got angry at her, when she didn’t deserve it. I don’t think she wants to see me ever again.”

“I’m sure that’s not true, Harry,” Niall quietly said.

“You didn’t see the look on her face,” Harry said, his voice hollow.

“Listen, mate, how about we get you home? You can tell me about it on the way,” Niall said.

Niall helped Harry into the passenger’s seat of the car, and he began the drive home.

“I was upset that she wasn’t finished getting ready,” Harry murmured, staring at his lap. “I told her that she was always slow to get ready, and that we were always late because of it. She got mad at me, and said she wasn’t coming. When she went to walk away, I grabbed her wrist. She said I was hurting her. God, Niall, I hurt her.”

“Did you let go?” Niall inquired, his hands clenched on the steering wheel.

“I did. I wanted to stay, to apologize, but she told me to leave. I thought….I thought listening to her and leaving might be best,” Harry whispered.

“It probably was. A bit of space, for both of you,” Niall replied, pulling into Harry’s driveway. “Harry, I know you didn’t mean to hurt her. You were angry, and you reacted badly. I know that you know that what you did isn’t acceptable. You know I love (Y/N) like a sister. If I find out that you’ve done something like this again, you’re going to have me to answer to. Okay?”

“Okay, Niall,” Harry quietly said, opening the door of the car. He stepped out, slowly walking towards the front door, his shoulders bowed. When he got inside, he collapsed on the couch and lay there, staring up at the ceiling. He had no idea how to fix what he had done, no idea if you would even forgive him.

—-

“Harry, wake up,” You said, your hand on his shoulder.

“(Y/N)?” Harry tiredly said, his eyes slowly opening.

“Morning, Harry,” You said, before walking away from him and into the kitchen.

“Wait, love,” Harry said, standing and following you.

“What is it?” You muttered, plugging in the coffee machine.

“Will you please look at me?” Harry quietly said. You turned, leaning back against the counter.

“What do you want?” You inquired.

“I’m so, so sorry about last night, (Y/N). The way I behaved was absolutely inexcusable.” Harry

whispered, sounding drained.

“It was,” You replied. “Do you think that will ever happen again?”

“No. No, it will never happen again,” Harry quietly said.

“Good,” You replied.

“So….You’re not leaving me?” Harry murmured.

“No, I’m not,” You said, smiling at him. “But I will, if you ever pull something like that again. And Niall said to remind you that he will kick your arse if he hears about anything like this happening again.”

“I vaguely remember him saying that,” Harry muttered.

“He just wanted to make sure,” You said.

“I love you, (Y/N),” Harry said, holding his arms out. You stepped closer to him, leaning your head against his chest. Harry held you close, pressing his lips to the top of your head.

-Written by Angel xx

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#27-You Cheat with Another Member (Harry/Liam) Part 2

A/N: I don’t condone cheating, and I have no idea how good this is cause I’m really stressed about school and trying to figure out a way to pay for it, cause my financial aid got cut. 

Harry watched as you walked out of the door, before leaning back on the couch and rubbing his hand over his face. He expected that you would refute the claims that articles made, would laugh and tell him that what they were saying was ridiculous. He picked up his phone, scrolling through it for Niall’s name.

“Niall? Can you come over, mate?” Harry hastily said.

“Of course, Harry,” Niall replied. “Is there anything I should bring?”

“A drink wouldn’t go amiss,” Harry said.

“Alright,” Niall murmured, standing. “I’ll be there in a bit.”

Harry sat on the couch until he heard Niall’s knock on the door, and called out a tired “come in!” Niall stepped into the apartment, kicking off his shoes and walking towards Harry’s living room.

“What’s up, mate?” Niall inquired.

“(Y/N),” Harry bitterly said. “She’s been cheating on me, with Liam,”

Harry leaned forward at that point, burying his hands in his face. It hit him, suddenly, what you’d done, and that he’d ordered you to leave-not even bothered to try and talk to you.

“She’s been what?” Niall gasped.

“I asked her about being papped leaving Liam’s flat. I thought she’d say that they were just hanging out, as friends, but she said that she’s been cheating on me. Why did I tell her to leave? Why didn’t I talk to her?” Harry said, sounding as if he couldn’t catch his breath.

“Harry, calm down. Take a deep breath,” Niall said, putting a hand on Harry’s back. “What did she say?”

“I showed her a magazine with a photograph of her leaving Liam’s house, on the cover of a magazine, and asked if what they were saying, that she’s cheating on me, was true. She said that she ended things with Liam today, and she was going to tell me. I told her to get out,” Harry whispered, biting his lower lip. “Where would she even go? She doesn’t have any friends in this area, besides us.”

“Do you care where she would go? Didn’t she hurt you?” Niall inquired.

“She did. But I care about her, anyway. I….I shouldn’t have just sent her away. I should’ve talked to her about it,” Harry replied.

“Why don’t you call her? In the morning?” Niall asked.

“Why not now?” Harry whispered.

“Because I think you need a moment,” Niall said. “Some time to calm down.”

“But where will she sleep?” Harry murmured.

“How about I call her up, and she can kip at my place?” Niall inquired.

“Okay,” Harry replied. Niall took out his phone, dialling your number.

“Hello?” You quietly said.

“(Y/N)? How are you?” Niall asked.

“Niall, oh, God-I’ve done a horrible thing. I hurt Harry,” You cried.

“Where are you staying tonight?” Niall inquired.

“I-My car,” You replied.

“Come stay with me, for the night?” Niall asked.

“But-but, don’t you hate me?” You whispered.

“No, I don’t. Meet me at my place?” Niall said.

“Okay,” You quietly said.

Niall hung up, and looked over at Harry.

“Call her in the morning, okay?” Niall inquired. Harry nodded, and Niall hurried out of the apartment and drove over to his home. He met you outside, and quickly pulled you in for a hug.

“Let’s get you inside and into something warm. Do you want me to make you some tea?” He asked. You nodded, too numb with shock and cold to fully process what he was saying. Niall gently put your hand on his elbow, and the two of you walked inside. “How about you go warm up in the shower, and I’ll leave some clothes outside the bathroom door?”

“Alright,” You whispered. You headed for the shower, turning the water on and standing under the warm spray. You stood there until you heard Niall calling your name, asking you if you were doing okay. You stepped out of the shower, drying yourself off and slipping into the clothes that Niall had left outside the door.

“Tea’s on the table,” Niall said, hearing you step into the kitchen.

“Thank you,” You murmured, taking a seat and wrapping your fingers around the warm mug. Niall took a seat across from you, his own mug in his hands.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” Niall inquired.

“I cheated on Harry, with Liam,” You replied.

“There’s more to it than that, isn’t there?” Niall asked.

“Not really. We got drunk once, and it just went from there,” You whispered. “I made a horrible mistake.”

“We all make mistakes, (Y/N),” Niall said, taking a sip of tea.

“Not like this. I don’t think Harry’s going to talk to me ever again, and I wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t,” You murmured. Soon after, you finished your tea, and stood.

“Let me show you the spare bedroom,” Niall said, standing. He led you to the room, opening the door for you. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Thank you, Niall,” You whispered, stepping inside. You closed the doors most of the way, before walking over to the bed and pulling back the covers. You lay down, pulling the covers over yourself and falling into a restless and uneasy sleep.

Harry woke to an empty, and wondered, for a moment, where you were. It hit him, after a moment, everything that had happened, and how he’d told you to leave. Harry took a deep breath, steadying himself and reaching for his phone. He pressed your name, and listened to it ring.

“Hello?” You quietly said.

“(Y/N)?” Harry murmured.

“Harry? Why are you calling me?” You quietly said.

“I would like for you to come home, so we could talk,” Harry said.

“Okay,” You murmured. “I’ll be over soon.”

“Good morning, (Y/N),” Niall said, as you walked into the kitchen.

“Morning, Niall,” You murmured.

“Do you want some breakfast or something to drink?” Niall inquired.

“No, thank you, Niall,” You whispered. “I’m going to go talk to Harry.”

“Okay, (Y/N),” Niall replied, turning to face you. “If you need a place, my home is always open.”

“Thank you, Niall,” You murmured, wrapping your arms around him. You left his home, getting into your car and driving towards Harry’s. You parked, and took a deep breath, biting your lower lip, before getting out and walking to the door. You cautiously knocked, quickly tucking your hands in your pockets.

“Hello, (Y/N),” Harry murmured, pulling open the door.

“Harry,” You said. “May I come in?”

“Yes, of course,” Harry said, stepping back. You stepped inside, toeing off your shoes. “Have a seat?”

You stiffly sat on the couch, your hands clenched in your lap.

“How are you, Harry?” You murmured.

“Fine,” Harry replied, taking a seat on the couch. “I’m….I’m sorry for the way I treated you last night,”

“No, Harry-I did something awful to you. I’m sorry,” You whispered.

“Can we talk about it?” Harry asked.

“If you want to, yes,” You murmured.

“How did it start?” He inquired.

“Liam came over one day to wait for you, we ended up opening a bottle of wine, it went from there,” You quietly said. “I should’ve never let it happen at all. I was just….feeling insecure. That’s not an excuse, but it’s the truth.”

“I forgive you,” Harry abruptly said.

“What?” You gasped, looking up at him.

“I forgive you for cheating on me with Liam.” He carefully said.

“Why?” You asked.

“Because I’ve made mistakes in the past, too,” Harry replied. “If….if you want to be together again, I’m willing to try.”

“Really?” You inquired, your eyes filling with tears.

“Really,” Harry said, taking your hand in his. He put his other arm around your shoulders, holding you close to him. “I still love you,”

“I love you, too,” You murmured, leaning your head on his shoulder.

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#35 You Surprise Him on Tour (Harry)

You bit your lower lip as you stepped off the plane, searching for Harry’s band mates. The four of you had planned that you would show up for your birthday and Harry’s, and to surprise him on tour. You spotted Niall, and hurried towards him, your arms out. He hugged you tightly, before stepping back to take a look at you.

“I’m so glad you’re here,” Niall said, taking one of your bags. “Harry’s driving the rest of us mad, talking about you.”

“I’m glad to be here,” You replied, smiling. “Thank you for helping me to arrange this. Where’s Liam and Louis?”

“They’re back at the hotel, distracting Harry. He’s missing you even more, today,” Niall replied. The two of you got in the back of the car that Niall had taken there, and headed in the direction of their hotel.

“Now, what’s your plan?” Niall inquired.

“Well, I was thinking, that one of you could sneak me into the venue,” You replied.

“We can,” Niall said.

You smiled at him, before telling him the rest of your plan, stopping when you pulled up to the hotel.

“There’s a hotel room booked for you, under (Y/N) Horan,” Niall explained.

“Horan?” You inquired, looking over at him.

“We were going to use Styles, but didn’t want Harry to become suspicious, if he heard or saw the name, somehow,” Niall replied.

“Alright. Thank you, Niall. For everything,” You said.

“Of course, (Y/N). Though, you must know that it’s not just for the two of you. We enjoy seeing you, as well,” Niall teased, as you exited the car. You checked in, and then hurried upstairs, going into your room to shower and get changed. When you turned on your phone, there were a couple messages from Harry, which you quickly replied to. Soon enough, there was a knock on your door, and, when you opened it, Niall was standing there.

“Hey, Niall,” You said, reaching for your bag.

“Ready to go?” Niall inquired.

“Ready,” You replied.

“We’re heading over early. The rest will be leaving in 30, so there will be enough time for you to hide out,” Niall said.

“Good,” You said, following him out of the hotel.

----

“Alright, you’ve got your phones out, right? Would you all mind recording a message for me?” Harry inquired.

“We don’t mind! Is it for (Y/N)?” One of the audience members asked. Harry nodded, smiling.

“Are you ready?” Harry inquired. “Alright. (Y/N), I just wanted to say hi, and that I miss you. I wish you were here. Happy Birthday, love!”

You smiled at hearing Harry’s message, before stepping onto the stage. The crowd started to shout, and you pressed a finger to your lips, before walking behind Harry and tapping him on the shoulder. He turned, his eyes widening when he saw that it was you.

“(Y/N)! What are you doing here?” Harry exclaimed.

“I came to surprise you,” You said. He smiled, wrapping his arms around you.

“I’ve missed you,” Harry whispered, leaning his head against your shoulder.

“I’ve missed you, too,” You replied. “I love you,”

“I love you too,” Harry said, stepping back and reaching for your hand.

“I think that everyone is waiting for the concert to resume,” You quietly said, looking out over the audience, who had their phones out and were probably filming this.

“I’ll see you after the show?” Harry inquired.

“Definitely,” You replied. You stepped off the stage, heading back toward the wings, where you waited for the show to finish. When it finally did, Harry hurried off the stage towards you. He wrapped his arms around you again, holding you close.

“I’m so happy that you’re here,” He whispered.

“I’ve missed you,” You quietly said, happy to be near him again.

Written by Angel

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#27 You Cheat on Him with Another Member (Niall/Harry)

Warning: Cheating, angry Niall. 

A/N: I do not think this reflects the boys in any way, and I don’t condone cheating. 

You lifted your hand to knock on the door, smiling when it opened almost instantly.

“Hello, love,” Harry greeted you, smiling.

“Hey, Harry,” You murmured, stepping closer to him. “Can I come in?”

“Of course,” Harry replied, stepping back. You walked into his apartment, kicking off your shoes. Harry quickly shut the door, and wrapped his arms around you. “I’ve missed you,”

“I’ve missed you, too,” You murmured, pressing your lips against his. The two of you went to Harry’s room, quickly removing your clothes.

----

You lay next to Harry, your head on his chest.

“Harry?” You murmured

“Yes, love?” Harry inquired.

“I’m thinking of leaving Niall,” You whispered.

“Really?” Harry asked.

“Really,” You replied. “I still care about him, but things feel different.”

“Will you….will you be my girlfriend, then?” Harry inquired.

“Do you want me to?” You asked, biting your lower lip.

“Yeah, I do,” Harry said.

“I will be, then,” You said, looking up at him. Harry smiled, before pressing his lips against yours. “I’ll be back in a bit, Harry.”

“Okay, love,” Harry replied, watching as you stood. You quickly dressed, picking up your phone and keys, before leaving the house. You drove over to the town house that you share with Niall, stopping the car and slowly getting out. You walked up the stone steps to the door, pausing for a moment before unlocking it.

“Niall? Are you home?” You called out.

“In the kitchen, love,” Niall said.

“Can we talk for a moment?” You asked, toeing off your shoes and walking towards the kitchen.

“Yeah, what is it, love?” Niall said, turning towards you, a broad smile on his face.

“I need….I need to tell you something,” You murmured, nervously playing with your fingers.

“What is it, love? Are you okay?” Niall inquired, the smile dropping off his face, his brow furrowing in concern.

“I’m….I’m leaving you,” You whispered.

“You’re leaving me?” Niall gasped, his face crumpling. “Why?”

“I just….I can’t be with you anymore,” You said, swallowing hard.

“Is there someone else?” Niall quietly asked.

“Yes,” You murmured.

“Who?” Niall inquired. “Who is it?”

“You don’t want me to answer that,” You replied, focusing your gaze on the floor.

“Is it someone I know?” Niall asked. “Is it one of my friends?”

You stayed silent, not wanting to tell Niall that you’d been seeing Harry.

“Is it one of my band mates?” Niall inquired.

You looked up at him, your eyes widening.

“Fuck,” Niall snapped. “It is, isn’t it? Which one is it? Louis? Liam? Harry?”

You gulped, biting your lower lip.

“You’re with Harry? Are you kidding me?” Niall angrily said.

“I’m sorry, Niall,” You whispered.

“How could you? How could you do this to me? We’ve been together for four years, (Y/N)!” Niall snapped.

“I’m sorry, Niall,” You quietly said. “I’m just….I’m going to go pack my bags,”

“Wait. Wait, (Y/N),” Niall said. “Are you leaving me for him?”

“No, Niall,” You whispered. “I’m leaving you because it feels like you’re not happy with me, anymore. Even if Harry wasn’t in the picture, I’d still be leaving,”

“Can we try and work it out? Maybe….maybe go to counseling?” Niall quietly asked.

“Niall, do you really think that’ll work? Do you really want to do it?” You inquired.

“I do,” Niall replied. “I still love you, (Y/N). I’m hurt, and angry, but I don’t want to lose you.”

“Okay, Niall,” You murmured. “We can try.”

You walked back towards your room, holding your phone tightly in your hand. You opened a new text message to Harry, and started to type out a message.

‘Harry, I’m sorry. I won’t be coming over. I’ve been talking to Niall, and he wants us to go see a counselor. I’m sorry.’

----

Harry grinned when his phone went off with the ring tone that he’d assigned to you, but that smile quickly faded when he read your message.

“Damn it,” Harry whispered, dropping his phone on the table and covering his face with his hands. He let out a sob, leaning back against the couch and curling in on himself.

-Written by Angel

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#38-You Had his Baby but Never Told Him

Niall Horan

Harry Styles

Louis Tomlinson

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I hope you're all ready for some horribly adorable fluff.

-Angel

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#38 He Makes Fun of Something You Love

Harry Styles

Niall Horan

Louis Tomlinson 

Liam Payne

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#25-He Falls Asleep on You (Louis)

You zipped up your suitcase and picked up your carry on, before looking over at Louis.

“Ready to go?” You inquired.

“Yeah,” Louis replied, tucking his phone into his pocket and picking up his suitcase. The two of you walked out the door, heading for the airport. When you arrived, the usual hustle and bustle of the airport had quieted down, due to the early hours of the morning. The two of you went through security, taking seats in the departure lounge. You pulled out your phone, and started to read. Halfway through your book, you noticed that Louis was starting to nod off.

“You can lean on me, if you want,” You quietly said. Louis nodded, leaning his head against your shoulder. You continued to read, until they called for your flight to begin loading. You turned to tell Louis that it was time to board, and found him fast asleep. “Louis? It’s time to board, love,”

“Hmmm?” Louis murmured.

“It’s time to board our flight,” You replied.

“Okay,” Louis sleepily said, standing and gathering up his bags. The two of you approached the gate, and boarded the plane. Louis stayed awake during take off, talking to you to distract you from the feeling of the plane rising thousands of miles above land. Louis yawned widely, and leaned his head against your shoulder.

“Comfortable?” You inquired, smiling at him.

“Yeah,” Louis murmured. “You’re comfy. You mind if I take a nap, love?”

“Go ahead, Louis,” You replied. Louis quickly drifted off to sleep, snuggling close to you. You smiled to yourself, before drifting off to sleep, feeling safe and at home.

Written by Angel

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#25-He Falls Asleep on You (Harry)

“Hey, love, want to watch a movie?” Harry called, putting the dishes from dinner in the washer.

“Sure. Which one?” You asked, changing into your pajamas.

“How about Unbroken?” Harry replied.

“You sure? That’s pretty grim in places,” You murmured, coming into the kitchen and wrapping your arms around his waist.

“I’m sure,” Harry said, turning towards you.

“Okay,” You said, heading to the living room and putting the movie in. You and Harry settled on the couch together, his head in your lap. You gently brushed your fingers through his hair, your gaze focused on the actor playing Louis Zamperini, and the events of his life. You watched him practicing his running, his older brother trailing after, encouraging him, although, in an unusual way. A little ways through the movie-when Louis was at the Olympics-you noticed that Harry had drifted off to sleep, his breathing soft and even. You smiled to yourself, continuing to gently brush your fingers through his hair. When the movie was over, you gently nudged Harry, wanting to come to bed.

“What is it, love?” Harry sleepily murmured.

“Come to bed, Harry?” You quietly said.

“Is the movie over?” Harry inquired.

“Yeah, it is,” You replied. “You fell asleep, love.”

“Alright, let’s go,” Harry murmured, sleepily standing. He swayed slightly, before walking down the hall. You followed, smiling slightly as Harry collapsed face first on the bed.

“Move over for a second, Harry,” You said, pulling back the covers on your side. He did, and you pulled the covers back on his side, before walking over to yours. “Alright, scoot back over.”

Harry did, and you climbed into bed, snuggling close to Harry. He leaned his head on your shoulder, wrapping his arms around your waist, and fell back asleep. You smiled to yourself before falling asleep yourself, loving how snuggly Harry got when he was tired.

A/N: If you haven’t seen Unbroken, I very highly recommend it. It is a wonderful, and beautiful movie. Warning though: it has some difficult scenes-there are times with Louis being a POW.

Written by Angel

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#24-Daddy Son Moment (Harry)

“Daddy! Daddy, come see what I made!” Your and Harry’s son, Ben, said, racing into the room.

“In a moment, Ben,” Harry sighed, looking over the song lyrics that he had been trying to get right for hours.

“Okay, Daddy,” Ben sighed, walking back towards his room. Harry continued to stare at the lyrics that he was working on, forgetting that Ben wanted him to come and look at something.

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“Mommy, why isn’t Daddy coming to look?” Ben quietly said, looking at the painting he had made.

“He’s really busy, sweetheart,” You murmured, biting your lower lip. “I’m sorry, sweetie.”

You brushed the hair off your son’s forehead, before taking his pajamas out of the drawer, and handing them to him.

“Will you read to me?” Ben inquired, taking his pajamas from you.

“Get ready for bed and pick out a book,” You replied, stepping out of his room. You walked towards Harry’s “creativity room”, which also doubled as your office, stopping in the doorway. “Harry, Ben asked you to come look at his painting twenty minutes ago.”

“Hm?” Harry inquired, looking up.

“Harry. Our son, Ben, wanted you to look at his painting. Since you didn’t, will you go read him a book before bed?” You asked.

“Sure, love,” Harry replied, pushing his chair back and heading towards Ben’s room. “What book do you want me to read to you tonight, kiddo?”

“Goodnight Moon, please,” Ben quietly replied. Harry picked the book up off the shelf, and settled on the bed.

“In a great green room There was a telephone And a red balloon And a picture of- A cow jumping over a moon And there were three little bears sitting on chairs And two little kittens And a pair of mittens And a little toyhouse And a little young mouse And a comb and a brush and a bowl full of mush,” Harry read. He reached the end of the book, and looked down at his son, whose eyes had drifted shut. Harry quietly put the book down, brushed his son’s hair off his forehead.

“Goodnight, little one. Sweet dreams,” Harry whispered, before quietly leaving the room.

Written by Angel 

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#32-You See Him Cry for the First Time (Niall)

You took a seat on the couch in the green room, waiting for the interview with Niall and the rest of the boys to be over. You watched the interview on the television in the room, laughing along with the rest of the boys, smiling when Niall answered a question.

“So, Mr. Horan, this is a question a fan has for you,” The interviewer said. “If you and your girlfriend ever broke up, would you date a fan?”

“Well, hopefully my girlfriend and I won’t break up,” Niall quietly said.

“Hopefully not. But what if you did?” He prompted.

“Let’s lay off this line of questioning, alright?” Harry said, looking over at Niall. You bit your lower lip, worried by the look on Niall’s face. The interview moved on, and your eyes stayed focused on Niall, taking note of the upset look on his face, and the slight sheen to his eyes. The interview ended shortly after, and the door to the green room burst open, and Niall walked in, heading straight towards you.

“Niall,” You whispered, standing and holding your arms out. He wrapped his arms around you, his face buried in your neck.

“Please, don’t leave me,” Niall whispered, tears falling from his eyes, soaking into your shirt.

“I won’t, love,” You quietly said, gently rubbing his back. “I’m in this for the long haul.”

“Thank you,” Niall whispered. He stepped back for a moment, before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. Your hands gently cupped his face, and you wiped the few remaining tears from his face.

“I love you, Niall Horan,” You quietly said, leaning your head against his shoulder.

“I love you too, (Y/N),” Niall murmured, rubbing his hand on your back. “Let’s get going?”

“Let’s,” You replied, the two of you walking out of the room, hand in hand.

Written by Angel