Let's Play Pretend [Niall Horan AU]

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"So it's been a long time," I sigh as I turn on my live. I purse my lips together as I see the comments on the live.

"I've been super busy the past month if you couldn't tell," I chuckled to ease the tension. I never thought there would be a day where I'd be this awkward in front of a camera. This was second nature to me, to go on Instagram lives.

"Umm well I guess we're back to our lives. Any questions you want me to answer, shoot," I said, scrolling through the comments. Of course there was an overwhelming amount of hate but there were a couple good ones. I didn't want to accept call requests because I didn't know how violent they could get. I feel bad of having to deprive that to people who actually want to talk to me but I hope that they do understand my situation.

"Where am I? I'm in my living room. I guess I haven't really shown you this place yet. Setting up my tripod in my bedroom is such a hassle and I'm feeling super lethargic today so," I shrugged.

"How's life been? Interesting to say the least. I think I'm just taking a step back from everything and giving a moment to myself you know?" I said.

"How do you handle hate? Ooh nice one. I usually don't pay heed to them. There's an occasional one or two which like really hits me but I try to get over it because there's no use holding grudges against people. It's wasteful and there might be a day where you regret it," I said.

"How are you today? All fine and dandy, grateful for that. I've had a fairly normal day. What about you guys?" I answered.

"Am I a tea or coffee person?" I read the question and chuckled a little.

"Now see I want to say tea because I grew up in a heavily British household, but my dear Brits don't kill me, I prefer coffee more," I said. I saw a comment saying,

user1 You betrayer! How could ya?! You're anti-British aren't ya?

"No no! I'm not anti British. How can I be anti British when I am British? Coffee gives me more energy! Who agrees with me?" I asked.

"See whoever said that! British people can like coffee too," I said, sticking my tongue out. Just then my bell rang. I got up, leaving my phone where it was.

"And someone's ringing me- my bell. Louis Tomlinson your accent is contagious," I added as I walked to my door. I opened the door to find Niall.

"Yes?" I asked. "I'm on a live," I mouthed to him.

"You left your clothes over at mine," He said, passing a bag to me. I took it from him and peered in a little before picking my head up to give him an awkward smile.

"Right yeah. Thanks," I said, giving him a slight wave as he turned around.

"Bye babe," he said loudly, making sure people on my live heard it. Don't know why he'd do that but okay. I mean any publicity is good publicity, I guess.

"Anyway, I'm back!" I said, jumping on my couch.

I managed to stay on the live for another 20 minutes when I saw Louis's name pop up in my call request.

"Oi oi!" He said with his adorable smile, pumping his fist.

"Oi Oi!" I copied his action. Louis is such a ball of sunshine and he makes my day so much more better.

"How are ya beautiful?" He asked.

"I was doing the laundry and one very wise fella asked me to go live because 'people' miss it. But I reckon he missed it the most," I hinted, laughing lightheartedly.