Camp Popstar (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

26. Logic? nah...

🎶Stay stay stay, I've been loving you for quite some time time time🎶

Chapter 26: logic? Nah... 🍀

(CRYSTALS POV)

Niall led the way into a fairly large room, setting my luggage onto the floor and giving me a wary smile. Truthfully, all I wanted to do was throw my arms around that boy and kiss him with everything in me. That was not a very smart thing to do, though. I doubt he still has any feelings for me anymore, considering the fact that I am only one girl in thousands who love him. And if he does...its still forbidden. Imagine the headlines...'Harry's new girl, cheats on him with Niall?' 'Crystal Sanchez, love triangle' 'The Twilight Zone comes to life with Harry, Niall and Crystal?' ugh...that would spell pure disaster for my career and as well as theirs. And as much as id love to ask Niall about it and tell him how dreadfully in love with him I was...i cant ruin their lives.

The problem was me.

My heart.

Id finally let Niall in, and as soon as I did id fallen hard. I cant believe how strong my feelings for Niall were, despite the two months in which we remained broken up and apart. Oh my god...what I would do for just one last kiss.

"Crystal? Uh, Crystal, are you there?" Niall asked, waving his hand in front of my face and successfully snapping me from the land of daydreams.

"Oh...um, sorry Niall." I apologized way to quickly, looking up into his bright blue eyes. His eyes were so...perfect.

"I, er, do you need some help, ya'know, unpacking?" Niall muttered softly, and I bobbed my head yes. I realized how awkward it was going to be, so I placed my ipod on the dresser. Plugging the ipod into a little portable speaker, I blasted 'I Cry' by Flo Rida. Smiling, I danced over to my suitcase and unzipped it, pulling a random hoodie out and folding it sloppily. As soon as I had finished folding it, I stuffed it into a dresser drawer and skipped back to my suitcase. I repeated the process several times, occasionally hanging something in the closet instead of in a drawer, when I heard an amused chuckle from behind me. Twirling around, I found a smiling Niall with a giant smirk plastered onto his face.

"I love your moves, Sanchez..." Niall chuckled, pointing out the fact that I was dancing crazily around the room.

"Shut up." I retorted lamely, going back to folding clothes. A few minutes passed before I turned to face Niall.

"I'm sorry, but are you going to help me or just sit there grinning?" I raised an eyebrow at him. Niall laughed good naturedly before striding towards me and helping me hang up a flowy white dress I had brought. Id only brought the dress because I might be going to some fancy event later. And I knew for a fact that id have to wear that dress tomorrow when I go someplace with Harry.

"This is pretty.It'll look good on you, whenever you wear it." Niall remarked, before hanging it up. I shrugged, trying hard not to blush. He knew exactly what to say to make me smile. I guess the awkwardness between us is gone now. I need to stop feeling so much affection for this boy. I cant be with him. Itd ruin us both. If only id listen to the logical part of my brain...but no. I'm Crystal Sanchez. I don't even think logic exists anywhere in my mind. Unlike Niall...who's always in my thoughts.

GAH. Is this what love feels like? Because if it is...it sure is bipolar.