Famous From Birth (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)

RE-UPLOADED CH.10

IM GOING TO TRY AND WRITE A NEW CHAPTER AND I HAVENT UPLOADED SINCE THE BEGINING OF DECEMBER! ALMOST 3 MONTHS I JUST... IM A HORRIBLE PERSON IM SORRRY I PROMISE TO UPDATE MORE I SWEAR. TWEET ME TO REMIND ME AT @NARRYMYPIMP SO GUYS SPREAD THE WORD. IM WRITING AGAIN

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I stepped off the boat to start walking with Niall to a small restaurant in-land.  Some of the body guards had grabbed out our luggage and was putting them into the car.

“Come on Julia! I’m starving!” Niall whined while pulling me into the small hole-in-the-wall restaurant.  I only laughed at his childish behavior and let him pull me to an empty table. He scanned the menu and looked over to me, probably wondering what I was going to eat.

“What are you looking at Horan?” I scuffled.

“Oh, just waiting for you to hurry up and order. An Irish-man needs to eat ya know.” He beamed.

A lady in her late thirties came up to us with a note pad in hand.

“Now what can I get for-“ She started until her eyes ended up on Niall. “Wait aren’t you in that band One Direction?” She asked, pointing her pen at Niall.

“Yeah.” He stated, smiling up at the woman.

“I thought so; my daughter is a real big fan of you, even though she’s only seven years old.” She laughed to herself.

“Awe! Well tell her Niall said ‘hi’!” He smiled.

“Will do! Now what would you like to drink?” She asked with her pen healed close the pad.

“I would like a Pepsi please.” Niall said.

“Same.” I smiled up to her and she nodded her head. 

She came back with our Pepsis and took our order with Niall ordering half the restaurant.

“Jules.” I look up to see Niall having a serious look on his face. I could of sworn he had smile on his appearance 20 seconds ago. 

“Why did you lie to me?” he asked, his voice cracked a little.

My body freezes and fear flashes through my body. “Niall, what are you talking about?” my voice trembling.

“Don’t act dumb to me Julia! You know what I’m talking about!” His voice was louder this time.

My body wanted to collapses on its self and my feet told me to run. I know what he’s talking about exactly. But how did he know? How could of he known?

“Niall.” I started trying to get my voice to stop shaking. “Please tell me what you’re going on about?” I tried to play it cool. I couldn’t risk him knowing.

“God damn it! You know what I’m talking about! The perfectly good bathing suit in the trash? Your look when we left the island! Tell me why?!” He looked serious and ready to drop bombs.

I close my eyes, him saying the words felt like stabs to my chest. “Niall please, don’t make me talk about it.” I was on the verge of tears.

“Julia, tell me. Why didn’t you tell me what’s up?” He leaned back in his chair and he clinched his jaw.

“It’s my mother.” I confessed.

“Go on.” Niall motioned with his hands.

“Before my dad shut me down to let me go after my singing career we were best friends. We did everything together. We wrote music together, directed music videos… everything.” I started off; messing with my fingers.

“Before my dad and I got close I spent all of my time with my mom. We were closer then my dad I ever got. She was my other half.” A tear slipped out. “Before she forgot me, left me, ignored me, and stopped loving me, before she stopped caring.” More tears left my eyes.

“Awe Jules, I didn’t know. I’m so sorry-“ I cut him off. “I’m not done. You said you wanted to know; now you will.” I stated bluntly and he shut up.

“After her and dad were together on the X Factor back in 2010 she changed. She left me at home to go party, she would leave me out of nowhere and go to the other side of the world. I used to go weeks at a time without seeing her. That when I decided to move in with my dad.” I let out a shaky breath.

“You know she didn’t know I had left until 18 months ago when she saw a picture of me in the tabloids about my modeling career. Ever since she’s being trying to make it up to me. By buying me expensive clothes, cars, getting me modeling deals and trying to set up dates where we would meet up. But I won’t talk to her. Ever again. You know one time she came home from the club and slapped me. Calling me a whore and being a spoiled brat.” My voice went soft.  I was chocking on my own tears.

“Julia.” Niall’s accent made me look up. His face was soft and looked hurt.

 “I’m so sorry I made you say all of that. I had no idea. Just please not cry. You’re beautiful and if you’re mother doesn’t love you then you don’t need her.” Niall’s thumb was rubbing circles into my hand.

“Here you go kids. Here’s your drinks are…” her happy go lucky voice dropped when she saw my tears. “I’m going to go…” and like that she left.

“Baby please just stop with the tears.  I can’t take seeing you like this.” He his voice was low and soft. “please” he begged.

I took my hand from his and rubbed my tears away.

“I’m fine.” I sniffed.

“No you’re not. We’re going to talk about this later.” He said back looking deep into me. His blue eyes pleading for to meet mine.

If only he truly knew.