Fanboy? (Narry)

Chapter 31

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{Chapter 31}
{Niall pov}

I didn't want to face the world today. It had been exactly 4 days since I had my panic attack. Everyday I was jumping from Harry's house to Tyler's just because I didn't want to be at home alone. I kept forgetting to call my mom and I'm sure she was worried sick about me. I had an interview set up today and if I was honest I didn't want to go.

Harry was driving while I sat next to him, Tyler was in the back seat and we were exactly 3 miles from our destination. "You okay, Ni?" Harry asked taking my hand in his and rubbing his thumb against my skin.

"Yep!" I lie I knew Tyler knew better than to believe that but harry didn't. I never knew I had gotten hate until a few days ago when I was scrolling through Twitter. Of course I knew no one knew about me and Harry so I couldn't say anything like that. Media thinks we're dating though.

"We're here," Harry states and we get out. Bodyguards surround me,Harry and Tyler. My heart beats fast and my breath is hitched. Please, not again! I start breathing heavy and then I feel harry take my hand again and I'm calm. How is this possible? I look up at him and he smiles and mouths 'I got you!'

Right as we walk in people are rushing over putting stuff on my face, another does my hair and when their done I'm being shoved to the side where I'll be interview at. I feel like Barbie...

"Hello, are you Niall Horan?" I nod as this blonde lady speaks to me. She looks to be in her mid-thirties. "Great! I'm Tara and I will be the one interviewing you today. How are you?"

"I'm good," I tell her and I try to smile. Behind her off to the side is Harry looking at me smiling. Okay I got this. "How are you?" I ask her and she chuckles.

"I'll ask the questions thanks." She mutters to me so the camera won't hear. "I understand that your originally from Ireland, correct? How do you like it here?"

"Um it's great, I love it here!" I tell her and she smiles but I can definitely tell it's fake. I learnt from working at that coffee shop how to tell if a person is faking it or not.

"That's great, and you had a job at the coffee shop? Is that how you met Harry Styles your boyfriend?" I want to choke on something.

Yeah, Harry's dick!!

Stop!

"Boyfriend? He's not my boyfriend. We're friends," I look at Harry and he has hurt in his eyes. "Yeah I did have have a job at a cafe but had gotten fired." I hated saying this.

"But your gay correct? And your a fan? We found your Twitter and see that you have quite a crush on Harry." She states and I feel like I'm being attacked and there's no way out.

"I'd rather not talk about it." I mutter and she shakes her head.

"So it's true? You are gay and you fancy Harry Styles?"

"Could you ask another question?" I ask and I see she's getting frustrated.

"So your clearly- Listen ma'am! He asked politely to change the question. Now do so," the lady rolls her eyes and I thank the man as he walks away.

"Just four days ago you got mobbed by fans?"

"Not necessarily mobbed but yeah..." I tell her and it was a sore subject.

"And you had a panic attack was it?"

"Correct," I tell her.

"What was going through your mind?" She asks and I shrug.

"I don't know, I had a panic attack I kinda can't remember what happened if I'm honest."

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I was at Harry's house after the interview and something was off. "Harry what's wrong?" I ask him and he shrugs not paying attention.

"Why are you asking?" He snaps and gosh that hurt.

"I don't know maybe because your my boyfriend," I tell him and he rolls his eyes.

"Not what you told that lady!"

"That's what this is about?" I ask him.

"Yeah, it is. I'm sure your glad you had that interview. Are you happy? Your now fucking famous!" He snaps and I'm now confused.

"No I'm not! I had to go to that interview, I hated it! That lady was rude, do you want me to tell everyone know we're dating? I gladly will because I want to go on dates with you. But I can't, your not the only one that got hurt from that interview Harold!" I snap angry at him.

"Then just leave!" He snaps and I have nothing to say.

"Fine." I grab my things before he could say anything else and I leave trying not to cry.

A/n

Sorry!

You hate me, don't you?

Yeah?

Okay I'm sorry

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