Pandora's Box ~ON HOLD~

Chapter 14- Loose Words and Strained Arguments

Author’s Note:

I really don't mind if you find this chapter confusing because this is just a little bit of a filler chapter to be honest. I kind of got bored of writing in Alison's P.o.V so decided to write from Niall's P.o.V! Chapter 15 will explain things in more detail! Hehe 

Omfg, guys, I uploaded the summart for Mentail Aid! It's a sequel/continuation of Pandora's Box but mainly from Liam's side. Whoop whoop!

P.S. I hope you're all jelly because I'm seeing the boys perform this Saturday! Ahaa! And I nearly had the chance to meet Harry Styles because I was around the same place as him yesterday but I left as soon as he arrived in Mr. All Sorts :'(

#crying

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Niall’s P.o.V

I waited cautiously outside the train station, sitting on a metal bench with a large newspaper in front of me to cover my identity. Alison was commuting to London for her meeting and I happily offered my company, knowing full well that I’d get to spend some precious time with the brunette.

Ever since we were both snapped up by the nosy paparazzis, the media seemed to have paid more attention towards me than the rest of the guys. Everywhere I go, there’s always a middle-aged man with a large professional-looking camera hanging around his neck, his fingers eager to press the shutter to capture valuable shots of me doing something interesting. Even my Twitter account is infested with questions about my relationship status and the true identity of the brunette that I was caught running with. Obviously, I avoided all the questions but sooner or later, someone is bound to find out about who Alison truly is and I’m afraid that if they do, she’s going to back away from me and eventually, have no interest on having anything to do with me.

Honestly, I get the feeling that she’s afraid. Afraid of something. Fame. Commitment. Love.

I hovered my eyes over the careful printing on the newspaper, reading the articles carelessly, the words not properly registering in my brain. I flicked the pages until a sudden gust of wind nearly blew the paper off my grip. I moved my gaze upwards and noticed that the train had finally arrived, the train slowing down to a halt and the doors opening sluggishly. Tens of people pouring out of the carriages, lifting their phones up to their ears like brainless zombies. They all looked grey and tired but I saw a familiar figure, her brown locks bouncing as she dashed hurriedly towards me.

“Niall!” she screamed, her arms spread wide as she ran towards me.

“Hey, babe!” I wrapped my arms around her tight, grabbing hold onto her tight as I spun her around on the spot.

I carefully placed her on the ground, her arms still around my neck. She seemed to have grown a lot but I realised she was just wearing heels. Her lips were perfectly aligned with mine and if I didn’t know any better, she’s actually taller than me now! She pulled away and looked at me in the eyes, her dimples showing clearly. She softly raised her toes, providing her more height, and grazed her lips against my nose. She returned to normal height and I quickly returned the favour as I planted my lips on her forehead, pressing my lips against her smooth forehead. I pulled away and she swiftly smiled with such warmth, her eyes sparkling with joy.

“I like your disguise,” she giggled, purposely bumping into me with the side of her arm. “You look so much nicer than last time”. I chuckled and I gently slammed the side of my arm against her, slightly making her lose her balance for a moment. I hastily replied, “I’m glad you approve!”

“So when’s the meeting?” I asked her as we sluggishly sauntered out the underground station towards the stairs leading to the main streets. I dug my hands in my jacket pockets, looking at the ground whilst walking.