Karmina's POV

Karmina laid back on the black and red seat of the one direction tour bus. Karry laid in her arms. The only reason she was on the bus was because Harry didn't want a second to go by without Karry close by. He had given up his bunk so Karmina could sleep there. Karmina admired his dedication as a father, he was still very young with a hectic life, but he still managed to be there. She looked down at Karry, the older she became the more she looked like Harry. She was truly her fathers daughter, with his same red pouty lips. She smiled up at Karmina, and Karmina grinned back. She felt someone sit in front of her and she looked up to see Harry mirroring her smile.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" He gently placed a hand at the top of her head. Slowly, he stroked her baby hairs.

"She looks more like you," Karmina said without looking at him. "Especially with those green eyes."

"I guess that's a compliment," Harry chuckled, Karmina could feel his stare on her. She then looked over to him, failing to resist a yawn. "I can take her, you should take a nap," Harry stood and picked Karry out of her arms.

"Thank you," she got up and climbed into Harry's bunk. She tried her hardest to force the noise that five young boys produce out of her mind. Eventually, she fell asleep.

Karmina woke up a few hours later with and bumped into Harry by her side. She was confused in what was happening before Harry yelled "oh, shit!" There was a loud thump after he rolled out of the bunk.

"Oh my god! Are you okay?" Karmina poked her head out to see Harry laying on the floor. Niall's laughing could be heard down the bus, and Louis poked his head out from the other bunk.

"What happened mate?" Louis laughed.

"No means no," Zayn strolled by, wearing a smirk. Harry looked up at Karmina and laughed. He stood up and dusted his pants off.

"You didn't have to push me off, love?" He smiled, the dimple complimenting his grin. Her heart raced with the use of the pet name.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know you where there," she said sheepishly. Karmina could feel her cheeks redden. He was probably being much kinder to her, because he pitied her.

"It's alright," Harry stood up so now their faces were only inches apart. Karmina held her breath. He then turned to look away and scratched the back of his neck. He appeared to be a little shy himself. "I shouldn't have crept in there with you like that. It's my fault," he nodded tight-lipped and awkwardly walked away. Karmina starred off to where he had disappeared into the couch.

"Are you okay?" She heard an Irish accent from the other side. She turned to see Niall with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Shouldn't you be asking him?" Karmina gestured to where Harry had gone.

"No, he's fine. It's you I'm worried about," he held out a hand and helped Karmina get down.

"Why?" Karmina looked up at him.

"Everyone knows Harry is always doing the heartbreaking," Niall walked further down the bus and Karmina followed.

"I'm hurting but Harry hasn't broken me," Karmina defended him.

"He knows that, and now he's trying to fix it before he does break you," Niall offered her a water which she accepted.

"So what do I do now?" Karmina asked dumbfound.

"You meet him half way," Niall smiled.

Harry's POV

Harry sat on the couch, every few seconds he would suspiciously eye Niall, who was having a conversation with Karmina. He knew nothing would happen between them, but he had no idea what they were talking about. The fact that they walked further from him, made him think they were talking about him. He stared again and this time they were both waiting for it. Harry waved casually, as they stared at him. He then looked away and pretended to be focused on the something on his phone.

"It must be really interesting from the upside down angle," Niall sat beside him in the couch. Harry could only smile knowing very well he had been caught.

"It is," he nodded.

"Why do you keep going back and forth with Karmina? You are confusing her," Niall chastised him. Harry glared at him from the corner of his eye.

"I don't know what to do. She makes me happy, even when I don't want to be. I can never stay angry with her, but now I made her think that our situation is unfixable." Harry could hear himself rambling.

"She has just as much hope in you as you do for her," Niall munched on an apple.

"So, where do I go from here?" Harry shook his curls out.

"You should propose. That's what I plan to do with Gabrielle," Niall nodded, for emphasis.

"Like marriage? Are you mad?" Harry asked incredulously.

"Think about it. What reason do you have not to? If I love her and I know she's the one. What's the difference on time?" Niall added. Harry sat silently, his mind in overdrive with a new perspective intertwining with old emotions.

Notes

Cutie Niall playing the matchmaker. I apologize if I don't respond to comments or messages. I'm having the hardest time just making time to write chapters. Sorry! I hope you like!

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