Afraid of Falling in Love
Baby, I'm Just A Fool
Niall's POV
Niall casually strolled down the streets of Paris, with Harry by his side. Both wearing hoodies and sunglasses. It was a big risk to take walking in the public but they were hoping to stay low key and take a car back to the hotel. They were forced to take some security with them, so two larger men followed a few paces back. If done right they wouldn't be noticed. Niall had asked Harry to go with him because he knew he had the same question in mine, but Niall knew his answer was I do. But he could tell Harry was a bit unsure, due to the complicated relationship he and Karmina had. He knew Harry's only hesitation was how the situation would affect Karry if they were to get divorced and Niall admired that thought. But he didn't have so many issues in his relationship. He knew that he wanted to be with Gabrielle for the rest of his life, age had nothing to do with it. When the feelings are that strong testing the water isn't necessary. Niall was ready to jump in both feet forward. So here they were looking through the jewelry stores in Paris. Niall suggested Tiffany's, so they covertly went inside. Immediately, a young brunette ambushed them at the door.
"Bonjour!" She smiled a wide grin. She spoke very quickly in French nothing Niall could grasp. Harry quickly stepped in with the little French he knew.
"Parle l'anglaise?" Harry said in a broken accent. The French girl nodded her head and smiled.
"How can I help you sir?" She spoke more to Harry in a similar diction to Gabrielle but Gabrielle's accent was more clear. Niall watched as Harry subtly checked her out. But the French girl caught on and took it as an invitation and she seductive licked her lips. Harry was smirking at her and Niall cleared his throat very loudly. They both looked over to him.
"We are looking for engagement rings for our girlfriends," Niall said politely. It wasn't a complete lie, technically Harry and Karmina weren't together but the French girl didn't need to know that. Harry shot Niall a glare and Niall rolled his eyes. He knew Harry often reacted on impulse, later on he would thank him. The French girls' expression changed she no longer had hope in her eyes only business.
"We have a some this way," she directed them over to a glass counter. "Let me know if you need anything," she stomped off. Niall turned to look at Harry who was staring behind the girl.
"What is wrong with you?" Niall slightly shoved Harry on the shoulder and he took a few steps back.
"Me? You're the one telling some stranger our business," Harry scoffed.
"She would have figured out by what we were looking at. You have to decide what you want. You can't keep going back and forth. You have a daughter now. Be someone she can be proud of," Niall chastised Harry refused to look at him, he starred down to the shining rocks below. How something so little could have so much meaning to people was overwhelming.
"You're right," Harry interrupted his thoughts. "I'm confused and I don't know what to do." He admitted and put a hand through his curls.
"Just think really hard about the most important things in your life and how you would feel if you lost them," Niall looked over to Harry who was biting his lower lip in worry.
"You think I'm losing her?" His eyes saddened.
"Almost, if you keep acting like you were now you definitely will. Remember how much it hurt when you're parents split, imagine for Karry to go through that too," Niall continued to lecture. "If you really love her, don't let her go." Niall could relate to the situation having had his parents divorce as well. He has since accepted it, but couldn't help and constantly wonder how different things would have turned out if they has remained together.
"I think that one is good," Harry interrupted his thoughts as he pointed down at the glass.
"I think you're right, and this one for Gabrielle," Niall gleamed through the glass.
Karmina's POV
Karmina hung up the phone with her mother after she heard Karry begin to fuss. Her mother had been calling periodically since the accident happen. She had even managed to apologize for her behavior at the hospital, not that that was the only she should be excusing herself for. Karmina thought that it was a step towards the right future, so she accepted kindly. Her mother had always been tough but Karmina had a gentle heart from her father. Natasha had been trying to convince Karmina to visit them in New York. Karmina had no plans to leave Harry while he was on your,but if they stopped at the city she hoped Harry wouldn't object to a small visit.
Karmina left the sofa area of the hotel suite they were staying in and headed into the bedroom. She walked into see Harry in a white towel hanging right below his hips. He was leaning a little over Karry and making her giggle, his curly wet hair dangling at around his face. He flipped his hair as he looked up at her; giving her one of those genuine smiles that made his dimple indent and his nostril flare a little. Karmina exhaled slowly, she hasn't realized she was holding her breath. But it wouldn't be the first time Harry took her breath away.
"Hey," he winked at her, and Karmina held tightly to the doorknob to keep her legs from giving out. What was going on with her? She had been seeing Harry for weeks now and she hadn't lost it... Yet. What had changed? Certainly, she had remained the same. "Are you okay?" Harry wore a bit of a confused expression. Karmina, realized she had been staring at him for a while with her mouth agape and with a death grip on the doorknob.
"Just fine," she nodded tight lipped, and straightened her posture. "I heard her crying," Karmina snapped into her maternal role as she walked over to her daughter.
"Great," Harry nodded curtly, still a bit unsure. "Well she's okay. Just waking up I'm sure," Harry flipped his hair again and Karmina forced herself to look away. When she finally returned his he winked at her.
"So why couldn't we get separate hotel rooms again?" Karmina nearly bore a hole through the wall.
"Uh, there was a shortage of uh," Harry stammered. "Um, there wasn't any rooms left." Karmina eyes him suspiciously. She wanted to be with Harry, but he kept sending her mixed sign which return caused her to doubt their relationship. "I want to talk," Harry's eyes softened. "About um, us" Harry stuttered a little, his eyes looking at the ground while he slowly peeked at her.
"Okay, talk," she folded her arms before her chest. Then Karry began crying and Harry picked her up, and handed her to Karmina as his phone rang. He looked at the caller id.
"I can't right now, but after the show," he gave her a small peck on the cheek and kissed Karry's forehead as he practically ran out the room. Karmina stared behind him, panicking about what he wanted to 'talk' about.
Niall casually strolled down the streets of Paris, with Harry by his side. Both wearing hoodies and sunglasses. It was a big risk to take walking in the public but they were hoping to stay low key and take a car back to the hotel. They were forced to take some security with them, so two larger men followed a few paces back. If done right they wouldn't be noticed. Niall had asked Harry to go with him because he knew he had the same question in mine, but Niall knew his answer was I do. But he could tell Harry was a bit unsure, due to the complicated relationship he and Karmina had. He knew Harry's only hesitation was how the situation would affect Karry if they were to get divorced and Niall admired that thought. But he didn't have so many issues in his relationship. He knew that he wanted to be with Gabrielle for the rest of his life, age had nothing to do with it. When the feelings are that strong testing the water isn't necessary. Niall was ready to jump in both feet forward. So here they were looking through the jewelry stores in Paris. Niall suggested Tiffany's, so they covertly went inside. Immediately, a young brunette ambushed them at the door.
"Bonjour!" She smiled a wide grin. She spoke very quickly in French nothing Niall could grasp. Harry quickly stepped in with the little French he knew.
"Parle l'anglaise?" Harry said in a broken accent. The French girl nodded her head and smiled.
"How can I help you sir?" She spoke more to Harry in a similar diction to Gabrielle but Gabrielle's accent was more clear. Niall watched as Harry subtly checked her out. But the French girl caught on and took it as an invitation and she seductive licked her lips. Harry was smirking at her and Niall cleared his throat very loudly. They both looked over to him.
"We are looking for engagement rings for our girlfriends," Niall said politely. It wasn't a complete lie, technically Harry and Karmina weren't together but the French girl didn't need to know that. Harry shot Niall a glare and Niall rolled his eyes. He knew Harry often reacted on impulse, later on he would thank him. The French girls' expression changed she no longer had hope in her eyes only business.
"We have a some this way," she directed them over to a glass counter. "Let me know if you need anything," she stomped off. Niall turned to look at Harry who was staring behind the girl.
"What is wrong with you?" Niall slightly shoved Harry on the shoulder and he took a few steps back.
"Me? You're the one telling some stranger our business," Harry scoffed.
"She would have figured out by what we were looking at. You have to decide what you want. You can't keep going back and forth. You have a daughter now. Be someone she can be proud of," Niall chastised Harry refused to look at him, he starred down to the shining rocks below. How something so little could have so much meaning to people was overwhelming.
"You're right," Harry interrupted his thoughts. "I'm confused and I don't know what to do." He admitted and put a hand through his curls.
"Just think really hard about the most important things in your life and how you would feel if you lost them," Niall looked over to Harry who was biting his lower lip in worry.
"You think I'm losing her?" His eyes saddened.
"Almost, if you keep acting like you were now you definitely will. Remember how much it hurt when you're parents split, imagine for Karry to go through that too," Niall continued to lecture. "If you really love her, don't let her go." Niall could relate to the situation having had his parents divorce as well. He has since accepted it, but couldn't help and constantly wonder how different things would have turned out if they has remained together.
"I think that one is good," Harry interrupted his thoughts as he pointed down at the glass.
"I think you're right, and this one for Gabrielle," Niall gleamed through the glass.
Karmina's POV
Karmina hung up the phone with her mother after she heard Karry begin to fuss. Her mother had been calling periodically since the accident happen. She had even managed to apologize for her behavior at the hospital, not that that was the only she should be excusing herself for. Karmina thought that it was a step towards the right future, so she accepted kindly. Her mother had always been tough but Karmina had a gentle heart from her father. Natasha had been trying to convince Karmina to visit them in New York. Karmina had no plans to leave Harry while he was on your,but if they stopped at the city she hoped Harry wouldn't object to a small visit.
Karmina left the sofa area of the hotel suite they were staying in and headed into the bedroom. She walked into see Harry in a white towel hanging right below his hips. He was leaning a little over Karry and making her giggle, his curly wet hair dangling at around his face. He flipped his hair as he looked up at her; giving her one of those genuine smiles that made his dimple indent and his nostril flare a little. Karmina exhaled slowly, she hasn't realized she was holding her breath. But it wouldn't be the first time Harry took her breath away.
"Hey," he winked at her, and Karmina held tightly to the doorknob to keep her legs from giving out. What was going on with her? She had been seeing Harry for weeks now and she hadn't lost it... Yet. What had changed? Certainly, she had remained the same. "Are you okay?" Harry wore a bit of a confused expression. Karmina, realized she had been staring at him for a while with her mouth agape and with a death grip on the doorknob.
"Just fine," she nodded tight lipped, and straightened her posture. "I heard her crying," Karmina snapped into her maternal role as she walked over to her daughter.
"Great," Harry nodded curtly, still a bit unsure. "Well she's okay. Just waking up I'm sure," Harry flipped his hair again and Karmina forced herself to look away. When she finally returned his he winked at her.
"So why couldn't we get separate hotel rooms again?" Karmina nearly bore a hole through the wall.
"Uh, there was a shortage of uh," Harry stammered. "Um, there wasn't any rooms left." Karmina eyes him suspiciously. She wanted to be with Harry, but he kept sending her mixed sign which return caused her to doubt their relationship. "I want to talk," Harry's eyes softened. "About um, us" Harry stuttered a little, his eyes looking at the ground while he slowly peeked at her.
"Okay, talk," she folded her arms before her chest. Then Karry began crying and Harry picked her up, and handed her to Karmina as his phone rang. He looked at the caller id.
"I can't right now, but after the show," he gave her a small peck on the cheek and kissed Karry's forehead as he practically ran out the room. Karmina stared behind him, panicking about what he wanted to 'talk' about.
Notes
I will try to post again real soon. The story is kind of coming to an end. Let me know if I should make a third story for another one direction member? If so, who should it be for?xoxo<3
I was also wondering if you wouldnt mind checking out something ive started today, its my first story and id like some feed back please! Let me know what you think ;)
http://www.harrystylesfanfiction.com/Story/10021/The-Maroon-Tavern/
7/1/13