Dirty Little Secret - A Niall Horan Story

6 - 'Erm.. Harry? What are you doing?'

The doorbell rang and I groaned, who was it this time? It’s been awhile since the party and well, nothing about me and Niall leaked out fortunately. And nothing about my stunt with the wall and my poor hand. But the paparazzi had decided that since Ed and I came together and there were nothing more interesting to write about, they would write a story about me being his mysterious lady friend. They had even printed a huge picture in the magazine, up close on my face next to Ed’s.

‘I can hear you breathe, let me in, woman.’

I opened the door and cocked an eyebrow.

‘What are you doing here? And how did you get my address?’

Harry gave me a huge smile, walked into the apartment, ruffled my hair and placed himself down over at my couch. I closed the door after him and turned towards him and tapped my foot on the ground.

‘Well?’

I continued staring at him, taping away with my foot while my arms were folded.

‘Got it from Ed. So how’s the hand?’

Thanks Ed, I thought as I rolled my eyes, as if I didn’t have enough trouble as it was.

‘Just peachy, or well, it’s broken. Didn’t know I could throw a punch like that.’

I waved the cast in the air and fake boxed in the air, Harry chuckled and shook his head so his curls bounced around his head.

‘Put away those fists before you hurt anyone, wouldn’t be funny if you hurt my pretty face, now wouldn’t it?’

He winked and I rolled my eyes and placed myself beside him on the couch. After a while of talking about everything from my hospital visit, Ed’s reprimanding to the awkward moments before we left at the party he suddenly grabbed my hand. The strong hand, not the broken one to clarify things.

‘Erm.. Harry? What are you doing?’

I tried to wiggle my hand out of his grip while starting to feel uncomfortable. He then started to lean in towards me, as he was about to kiss me. Or was I imagining things? In a few seconds I thought through everything I had said to Harry, nothing I said could’ve lead him to the conclusion that I wanted a kiss. His face was less than an inch away from mine, when I in a moment of panic, I hit my cast over the side of his face.

‘What the fuck?’

We both yelled in unison while Harry jumped away from me.

‘I guess I deserved that.’

Harry placed his hand on his cheek; I guessed that the blow I’d given him would leave a tiny mark of some sort, or a very colorful bruise at least. In my opinion he had deserved it, if he couldn’t come up with a very good explanation.

‘Dude, what the hell was that about?’

‘Well erm, I overheard Niall and Louis talking about the you and well.. Niall?’

I groaned. Not another Directioner in on the top secret affair.

‘And you got the brilliant idea to get my address and come over here and kiss me? Makes absolutely no sense at all.’

I exclaimed and threw my hands up in the air waving them around like a maniac.

‘Just wanted to see if you were faithful towards my little Nialler, and I know that nobody could resist a smooch from the love master himself.’

His voice was filled with confidence as he shot me a blinding smile. I couldn’t help myself as I doubled over in laughter; even a tear ran down my cheek from laughing so hysterically. Harry’s face faltered and he started whining.

‘Aw come on, it wasn’t that funny.’

‘Oh yes, yes it was.’

I dried away the tear and tried taking deep breathes and focusing.

‘You’re a good friend Harry, but your methods are a tittle.. Wacky, to say the least.’

‘A mate’s gotta do what a mate’s gotta do.’

He grinned at me and now it was my turn to ruffle his hair.

-

‘How’s the hand?’

Louis sounded worried; I guess that neither Ed nor Harry had informed him anything about the current status of my hand.

‘In a cast, so broken. Don’t like hospitals that much, so didn’t really listen at all.’

I shrugged, not that he could see me or anything as we were talking on the phone.

‘Erm.. I had to explain everything to the guys.. So they.. Know about the two of you.’

He sounded kind of afraid, as if I was going to attack him like I did with the wall.

‘I’m not going to punch that pretty little face of yours, it’s cool. Harry just left a while ago, he said he overheard you and Niall, and I guessed that it was just a matter of time before everyone else knew.’

I started walking around the apartment in circles, a weird habit I had when I was talking on the phone. Usually I would circle around a carpet, but after a while I usually got so dizzy I couldn’t focus on the call, so I had to make bigger circles.

‘Harry was over at your place?’

Disbelief rang through his voice and he got very quiet.

‘Yeah, like I said, he left a while ago.’

‘Niall is not going to like this..’

Louis mumbled before I even could react to what he was saying he continued talking.

‘They all confronted Niall about your relationship and he didn’t say much more than that you’ve been secretly dating for 6 months.’

My breath caught in my throat and I started coughing violently.

‘Alex? Are you okay?’

Louis sounded  worried once more. I couldn’t believe it; Niall had told the boys that we had been dating. As in dating, D A T I N G. That was more of a title than he gave me.

‘Yeah, I’m cool, just surprised that’s all. Did he say anything else?’

I managed to calm my breathing and was now ready to milk plenty of facts from him.

‘Nah, I think it’s better if you talk to him, besides I’ve gotta go know, Ed is here, he’s the one who gave me your number.’

He explained and as usual Ed was the one handing out my address and phone number and whatever to people.

‘Say hi to Ed from me, and the rest of the guys. Bye.’

I hung up quickly and slid down into an armchair, life is confusing.