Letters To Niall

Chapter 17 Two Can Play a Game

Chapter 17 - Two Can Play a Game

"And Let Me Kiss You!"

The backing to Kiss You started playing, just after Zayn sang the intro into the micraphone. The crowd went wild, as the band ran onto the stage singing. My eyes wouldn't leave Niall's figure, as he ran backwards and forwords on the stage.

As much as the fans knew him, I don't think any of them realised just how upset he looked. A fake smile was smacked on his lips, and obvious stress lines lingered his forhead. Big bags were placed right under his eyes, which where dull compared to the usual lively electric blue colour in them. He still managed to look like his happy, cute self, even if he was feeling stressed, which was impressive.

I was stood in the audiance, beside Mairead and a group of girls. Since the media hadn't found out about us yet, neither had the fans. But they would one day, and maybe then we wouldn't be able to stand in the middle of a huge group of fans at a concert.

As the concert went on, I felt that Niall seemed to be enjoying himself more, and more, which made me happier. The boys where doing great, and where now singing C'mon, C'mon.

I bit my lip as Louis, Harry, and Niall started doing hip thrusts. Me and Mairead screamed like crazy fangirls at this point, causing Louis and Niall to look over at us and grin. Niall caught my eye. I smiled at him, but to my disapointent, he didn't return it, making me feel like my heart had been shattered into a million pieces.

He quickly looked away, and continued singing. But I couldn't hear anymore. The only thing I could hear was the loud beat of my broken heart through my ears. Nice way to play with a girls feelings Niall Horan. Nice.

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The after party took place at a club behind the o2 arena. Everyone seemed to be having a great time, everyone, apart from me. I sat on a stool by myself at the bar, my mind blank as I looked down at the full glass of alcahol in my hand.

Niall had been avoiding me all afternoon after the concert. It was killing me. What had I even done? The boys where starting to notice there was something not right going on, and Liam had even asked me if me and Niall where still friends. I had said I think so, but really, I have no idea. It's only the second day on tour, and things are already starting to go wrong!

I was also dreading going to bed tonight. Incase you've forgotten, I share a room, and a bed with Niall. That could get extremely awkward.

I suddenly felt self-concious, as if someone was watching me. I turned around, but instantly regreated it, as my eyes met his blue ones. I swallowed the lump in my throat, as he quickly turned away, and walked up to a girl. Not any girl though. I could recognize that orange face anywhere. It was her. The girl from the club last night.

I gripped onto my glass in anger. What was she doing here? Why was Niall dancing with her again? If I remember correctly, he said he would rather grind with me that any other girl. Was he just trying to mess with my feelings?

"Idiot." I mumbled under my breath. I took hold of the glass and threw it up to my mouth. The liquid burned my throat as it went down, and I winced at how strong it tasted. I wasn't going to drink anymore, so I just left the glass sitting there, and jumped off the stool. If Niall was going to mess with my feelings, then I was going to mess with his. Two can play a game.

I made sure I was as close to where Niall and the girl was as possible, before looking around for a decent boy. I know what you're thinking. I'm stupid, I'm an idiot, why am I doing this, why don't I just tell Niall how I feel? Because that's not going to work. The boy is completely ignoring me. I need to know that if he sees me with another boy, will he react?