Be My Romeo? A Niall Horan Fanfiction

Part 18...

'Be here soon Chels, you should see what Niall's like! Becca xx'. I typed out a short reply before continuing to apply my makeup. It was show night, I'd rehearsed a hell of a lot, but I knew it might not be good enough; I was still in two minds whether to go or not. Lia had helped me pick out my nicest black dress, sophisticated yet sexy, the perfect combination really. I was going to get to the school early, avoid setting up and speak to Tyler about the fire, that was my plan, but It could go terribly wrong, only time would tell...

I crept into the main hall, hoping not to be seen by anyone. Everyone but Liam and Rebecca were there, Becca had gone to Lia's to convince me to come back early... Awkward but I didn't want to correct her, she could kill me later. Louis and Kendall were huddled in a corner whispering to each other while painting a banner, Zayn and Tyler on the stage sorting out microphones and lighting, Matt setting up the judges table and finally Harry and Niall were setting up the chairs. I could hear someone behind me, but I didn't turn around, they might think I was someone else.

"Welcome back..." They whispered to me, I finally turned around spotting Liam. I held a finger to my lip to show that I didn't want him to talk to me, not rudely but as if I didn't want anyone to know I was here. He nodded knowingly and headed over towards Harry and Niall.

He slowly crept up behind them, reaching Niall he pinched his butt, causing Niall to spin around, me instantly hiding behind a pillar near by.

"Ian, I do not bend that way..." Niall laughed, "And I do believe both you and I have a girlfriend each..."

"April still counts?"

"Not exactly..." Niall replied, dropping the last chair into place and heading towards the window on the opposite side of the hall. He took his guitar that was on the wall next to the window, before settling into place, staring out of the window while comfortably perching on the window sill... He looked so cute just sitting there daydreaming... But I couldn't lose focus, must get to the new dorm and talk to Tyler, I must...

I sat on the bed in the dorm fully dressed, but I was still waiting for Tyler. I flattened the end of my corset top dress, making sure every crease had disappeared. My makeup was light, besides the eye shadow and eyeliner. My hair in loose waves reaching just halfway between my shoulder and elbow. I'd texted her to meet me in the dorm, any later and I wouldn't make the talent competition... I was running out of time... If I waited much longer that would be my one chance gone...

I slipped on my high heels, getting shakily to my feet, it would take me at least five minutes to get back down to the hall, but if I didn't leave now that would be it. I managed to reach the door without breaking my neck from falling over, a smart person would take off their heels and walk bare foot... I am neither smart nor logical so I decided tottering would be the best option... I held my hand against the wall to keep my balance, luckily our dorm wasn't too far away from the stage otherwise I would have toppled over already.

"And here is our next act! One Diiiiiirection singing 'More Than This'!" I heard my uncle announce, great I as going to miss them perform... I started to pick up the pace a little, risking falling over that little bit more. I could hear all the boys voices harmonising perfectly together, Niall's however just slightly less enthusiastic... It still sounded like an angel but a little depressed... I finally reached the main hall as Nialls solo began, pushing open the door... All three girls spotted me instantly, the stage to my left, them sitting in the back of the hall. Tyler turned her back on me, Rebecca however rushed over to me. I noticed Niall's voice suddenly sounded a little happier, just a little...

"YOU'RE ON NEXT!" Rebecca hissed at me, giving me a quick hug, "Where the hell have you been Missy?"

"Mexico." I joked, "I'll talk to you after..." I handed her my bag, heading up onto the stairs by the stage, sneaking up through the door into the back stage area. Matt was standing with a microphone pack in hand, looking around worried... The head teacher was on his phone, probably to my aunt, everyone else was rushing around backstage. Liam and Niall were both looking towards me, this caused Matt to follow the direction of their gaze, his eyes finally setting on me.