Camp Popstar (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

4. Confusion and Being Used

🎶Oh you make me feel like, I've been locked out of heaven...🎶

Chapter 4: Confusion and Being Used🍀

(CRYSTALS POV)

"They literally have nothing good here." Niall complained, surveying the menu with narrowed eyes. He was right....the menu was pretty much empty.

"There's your reason." I pointed out, gesturing to a sign beneath the menu.

"The food will be shipped in tomorrow, sorry for the inconvience (lolololol I spelled that wrong. Oh well)." Niall read out loud, from the sign.

"We can go down to my cabin, if you like. Ive brought some Macaroni and cheese." I shrugged.

"Why not? I really don't want to pay good money for a pack of cheap crisps." Niall frowned.

"What?" I asked. What the heck are crisps?

"Chips. Sorry." Niall smiled.

"Oh. Ok, let go." I smiled. We walked back to my cabin, talking about random stuff.

"The Mac and cheese is in the cupboard, I'm gonna put on some music." I Grinned. Niall nodded and disappeared into my kitchen as I set my iPod to 'shuffle'. A one direction song came on, moments, and Nialls head stuck out around the corner, one eyebrow quirked up. He really is cute. Oh my god, what am I thinking....I've got nick, I've got nick. Niall smirked as I swayed awkwardly along to the music.

"Let us dance." He said, his chin held high as he tried to act pompous. Stifling my laughter, I locked hands with Niall and pranced around the room with him, giggling at his theatrics. Suddenly Louis' part came on...the emotion of the slow song finally getting to both of us. Niall froze, his crystal eyes gazing into mine. His mind seemed to be thinking fast, and before I knew it he was slowly bending forward. Our lips had almost connected, when I took a sharp step backwards. The full effect of what I had almost done hit me.

"I...I'm so sorry Niall. I have a boyfriend." I whispered. Niall bit his lip, his eyes showing an emotion I barely recognized.

"Sorry...accidental. Forget it?" Niall begged. I nodded slowly, trying to dismiss the past 5 minutes.

"Ok. C'mon, your bands probably looking for you. Forget the Mac and cheese." I grinned, leading the way outside. But, for some reason, I couldn't shake the feeling of disappointment from my mind. Did I...actually WANT to kiss Niall?

*A WEEK LATER*

"So wait...you've never been to a Nandos before?" Niall cried, halfway through our lunch. A week had passed since camp had started. Every day I'd hang out with Niall-he was the most kind person at camp. I had nearly forgotten by the almost kiss...or at least, I tried to. I had Nick.

"No...is it any good?" I asked, surprised by his reaction. We had just been talking about our favorite restaurants-that was something we had in common: food.

"Um, is it any good? Nandos is the EPITOME of good. It's great! It's amazing! I can't believe this...after this camp thing blows over, your coming to Nandos with me." Niall demanded. I giggled, seeing Niall so worked up over a restaurant.

"Calm down, Niall!" I laughed.

"Calm down? Crystal, you've never had Nandos. That in itself in a crime." He laughed a but himself, before staring at his lunch Plate as if he was considering something.

"And on top of that, your always going around looking so perfect and being so god damn cute, and you always smile and giggle that adorable way you do, but you know what? I can't f*cking have you, because your f*cking taken." He breathed out softly, meeting my gaze. My mouth dropped open In absolute shock. Oh my god. Did he really mean what he just said?

"Wha-what?" I stuttered. Niall frowned, playing with his fingers on the table.

"I'm sorry I just...I know we only met a week ago and stuff but I...I didn't mean to say that, forget it." Niall nearly whispered. He looked so fragile at that moment, angry at himself for letting those words slip out. I was to shocked to move. He likes me? Niall HORAN likes me. This is to much. I have a boyfriend, who loves me. And I love him....right? My mind was spinning, emotions bundled together in a jumble of feelings, tangled up in one giant confused knot.

"I...Er...um, I'm gonna go to my cabin Niall. I'll...I'll see you later." I stuttered, slowly getting up from the table and putting some money on the table to pay for my lunch. With that...I left to sort out my emotions.

(NIALLS POV)

As soon as she disappeared around the corner, I buried my head into my hands, feeling as if I could melt to the floor.

"Damn it Niall, your so freaking stupid..." I muttered angrily to myself. Crystal has a boyfriend, and I know that! Why the hell did I let myself say that...

"Niall? Um, you okay?" A familiar voice asked. I whipped my head around to see my pal Justin Bieber. He was a friend, and real nice too but...he wouldn't understand. Despite that, I let out a sigh and told him.

"I fell in love with a girl who's taken, and shes way out of my league." I moaned in frustration. Justin looked at me sympathetically, sitting down at my table.

"You really love her?" He asked. I nodded, my watery eyes staring at the table in frustration. "If you really truly love her, your not going to let anyone or anything get in the way." Justin advised, before standing up.

"Listen Ni, I've gotta run. But promise me next time I bump into you, you'll be smiling." Justin raised his eyebrows, pointing finger guns at me. I smirked a bit and nodded, still watery-eyed. Justin nodded goodbye and left, leaving me to my thoughts. He's right. Even though there's a goalie doesn't mean I can't score....

(CRYSTALS POV)

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh. My. God. What did Niall just tell me. My brain wasn't functioning right...I had to fight the urge to run right back to Niall and kiss him. I had a boyfriend, and I loved him. Or at least, I'm pretty sure I love him...I ran straight into my cabin, shutting the door with a slam and plopping down by my laptop.

"Hey, Nick." I smiled into the laptops camera as we skyped.

"Babe! How's your camp?" Nick grinned.

"It's alright..." I smiled.

"Cool. Ayy um sorry babe, I gotta run. Stuff with the uh, family..." Nick stuttered, his golden brown eyes shifting nervously.

"Uh, sure Nick. Sure." I said, but I knew something was up. My suspicions were confirmed when I heard an extremely squeaky voice interrupt my sentence.

"Nick? Babe, you promised you wouldn't take so long. Don't dis your date!" The voice squeaked.

"Oh my god." My eyes widened in realization.

"Nicholas. F*cking. Parker. You were using me for my fame! You a$$hole." I cried, struggling to keep the tears from falling. Nick tried to reply, but I hung up on him. That absolute prick. My heart was torn-first with this whole Niall situation, now Nick using me.

What the hell was wrong with my life...