MARY

"Ugh...people still keep shipping Niallary." I sighed.

"Still?" Harry asked coming into my bedroom. We were just hanging out in the hotel before the guys came. Brandon Mitchell and Jordan were actually really cool guys.

"Yeah, no one knows we broke up." I said typing a tweet.

'I'm sorry guys, Niallary just isn't together anymore.'

I shut off my phone when the feedback came to attack.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked sitting next to me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, "Of course I'm fine."

"Good," Harry sighed, "I haven't had much time to ask you that."

I smiled as he leaned in and kissed my lips. Harry and I was something to adjust to, but I had a feeling I'd enjoy it anyway. Harry's just...that amazing.

"How you liking that album?" Harry asked taking a peek over at my phone. I was listening to Demi, by Demi Lovato. Probably the best set of songs in the world.

""Thinking about covering one of these songs for the first YouTube video." I said.

"It's too bad you guys have to make the videos as a single persons." Harry said.

"Simon's orders," I smirked, "Wanna get dinner?"

"Like...a date?" Harry asked.

"We haven't officially been on one..." I said, "Maybe you'd like to go on one?"

"Got something nice?" he asked, "I didn't pack any tuxes."

"Try one of the guys." i said throwing my phone over, "They live here in California anyway."

"So you're the only British member?" he asked.

"Shut it Haz," i said, "Hurry up though! We've got to find a place to actually go!"

"Alright!"

~

Once Harry found a place to eat, we went on our dinner date. Harry wore regular clothes, and I just wore my sundress instead of playing the fancy card. Strange thing to wear anyway because I'm a skater, not a model.

"Hey, wanna go out and...just have a good time?" I asked after dinner.

"We just did!" he smirked.

"I know, I mean like...go clubbing?" I asked.

"What? Mary we're 17, not 20. We're not legal."

"We could invite the rest of the band?"

"...Let's go change first at least."

~

"Illegal clubbing?" Jordan asked. We were in his hotel room with Mitchell and Brandon as well.

"Guys, it's not illegal, we'll just whip up some fake ID's." I said.

"Mary, are you even sure you want to go through with this?" Harry asked.

"Look, um...I know that we're young, and I know that I may sound crazy right now, but I want to forget about anything that's happened in London. I came to L.A. for two reasons. One, to get a record deal. Done. I also came here to live a different experience, and have fun. And just..."

"Get away from everything..." Harry said looking down at me.

 "Aha! See? You get it!" I said smiling up at him.

"Hey, of course I do..." Harry said. Suddenly he pulled me aside.

"Okay, I know that we haven't really started out on a relationship...but I really hope you'll be okay with whatever happens from here. I want to be that person in your life that might end up saving you from life itself, alright?"

"Harry, wow...I," I blushed under his stare. He was hovering over me, and I was against the wall.

"Okay..." I whispered putting my arms around his neck, "You can be that person."

I pressed my lips to Harry's, and we both smiled sharing small kisses.

"Okay guys! No PDA! We're still single okay! Stop showing off!" Brandon said pulling us apart. I laughed and took Harry's hand instead.

"I know a guy who can make us fake ID's," Mitchell said, "If you really wanna do this...we'll do it too."

"...I'm going through with it."

NIALL

The day Mary left and broke up with me was terrible. I drove home in tears. When I hit a stop sign I had to wipe my tears every time so I didn't look like a wuss. But other than that, I was broken. Destroyed to be more specific. I missed Mary so much I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

"Niall how was--oh..." my mom came from the kitchen and looked at my facial expression.

"I-I...I'm gonna go to sleep." I sighed. My mom nodded and I dragged my sorry self upstairs.

"Hey Niall when am I going to meet this girlfriend of yours?" Greg asked coming up next to me. I cringed and looked away, not wanting him to see me cry.

"What did you do? Kill her spirit?" he asked looking over at me.

"Why don't you go back to college and stop asking me about my love life you idiot?!" I said. I didn't mean what I said, but I was heartbroken and not in the mood. Greg backed up into his room and I slammed the door to mine. I slid down the wall crying; No, bawling. I could no longer control my emotions, or myself. I missed everything about her; Her silky light brown hair, her brown eyes with that tiny speck of green on the end, her crooked smile whenever she'd see me coming over, and especially her dimples. Those dimples that always showed when we'd be together, when we were happy. But something always has to ruin happiness. It's called Christa and Jason. Because no one can accept anyone's joy! Right?

I mean, that's why all of us are here in the first place.

To be disappointed.

I can't remember the last time I was happy anyway! Maybe it was after homecoming, when me, my two friends, and my beautiful girlfriend were going to go have cupcakes for breakfast! Maybe it was then...but after Christa started messing with us, getting Mary pregnant, having her own boyfriend and his friends rape her, ruining our relationship, and luring Harry into their trap. What you think I don't know? Of course I do! I know that Christa set Harry up! It was so obvious from the start. And when Mary comes back, hopefully I can fix us. Or maybe my entire life.

All this new drama in my life is actually making me miss Ireland, back where people used to break my bones.

After crying for about an hour, I pulled myself off the floor and went to change. I pulled on a shirt and tore off my pants, not wanting to sleep in pajama pants. I sulked over to my bed and layed down on my bed. I held my pillow close to me and memories came flashing back...

~~~

"Sorry if you think my family is weird..." I said looking down.

"What?! I love your family!" Mary said laughing. At least now she does.

"Niall, um I'll just go on the couch," Mary said about to leave my room.

"No!" I said, "Stay here, you can sleep in my room."

"Are you sure...?" Mary said.

"Yes. You're my girlfriend. I will never let you sleep on the couch." I said.

"Alright..." Mary said climbing into my bed.

~~THREE HOURS LATER~~

"Can you sleep...?" Mary whispered. My arms were wrapped around her waist, and my head was nuzzled in her neck.

"No..." I whispered.

"...tell me a story...like, how'd you get so cool...?" Mary said. I felt guilty even knowing she thinks that's true.

"Um...well, you sure?" I said. Mary nodded.

"Well...here we go." I said.

"Once upon a time I was a nerd. I had glasses, I was really smart, and I got beat up every day....it was heart breaking. No one really liked me, and I was the shortest kid in my school. I sucked at gym, and I came home every day from school either crying or injured. Everyone tried to help me, but nothing worked. So I continued to go to school and get bullied. I couldn't  even go on the bus with out getting hurt. I broke my arm one day trying to get a seat. Soon I couldn't control my emotions and I became prone to panic attacks, and hyperventilating. I had to take meds for months. One night, I guess I went crazy and cut myself. A lot. I had to go to the hospital late at night and get stitches. The next day I got a black eye and a broken rib. So I went back to the emergency room. The way I was feeling back then, I was done with life. So I tried to drown myself in ice cold water. My mom caught me when I was heading into the light, and took me to the hospital, again. That's when we finally decided to move to London. That's when I decided to change everything about me. And that's my story..."

Mary looked at me, and I could see the tears in her eyes. Then she rolled my sleeves up.

"Those are the stitches..." I whispered.

She rolled up my other sleeves.

"Wh-hat are those...?" she said pointing at the fresh cuts. That was when we broke up.

"Every time I told you 'I love you', before we broke up..." I mumbled. Mary stroked her fingers across each scar. I could feel the tears falling onto my wrist.

"This is my fault...?" she whimpered.

"No, it wasn't--" I started. Then Mary grabbed my torso and kissed me on the lips. Quite a shock, but I enjoyed it. I held on to her waist under the sheets and held her close.

"I love you..." she whispered. I wiped her tears away with my thumb.

"I love you too Mary..." I whispered.

~~~

I began to cry more as that beautiful memory came back. The day I earned Mary's full trust. The day we fell in love.

GUYS. Read my Narry Storan fan-fiction collab on my new collab account! :O Yeah, the collab account is @NouisandZiall, and the story is called The Things You Can't See. It's hybrid and AU. I like hybrid ^U^ The story is in the external link :D

So sorry for not updating btw...sorry if it's short :( x