The Dark Side - A Niall Horan Fanfiction: Chapter 21
When I had finally given up, I turned around and saw him.
Boarding the plane.
I bolted towards the door, even though I knew I wasn't going to get through security. I banged on the door for them to unlock it, but they just grabbed my arms, probably thinking I was just another crazed fan.
"Niall!" I screamed as I ran outside and he turned his head, eyes growing wide when he saw me. He pushed past the other boys and the security guards and started running towards me.
Right as he got to the steps that would lead him to me, he was stopped, and I was grabbed by to big security guards.
"Let me go!" I demanded and tried to pull away from them. I looked down at Niall, who was arguing with some other guards. "Please... just put me down, I know him!"
"Oh yea, like all the other teenaged girls pressed against the window." one said sarcastically and tightened his grip.
"Just... STOP TOUCHING ME!" I shrieked at the top of my lungs and everyone froze.
Niall was ushered back to the plane and looked back at me one last time before boarding it.
"No." I whispered and stopped struggling.
Tears filled my eyes, and I ripped myself from the security guards' grip.
"Don't touch me." I growled and walked over to the huge glass wall. I stared at the plane as it took off and sunk to my knees, hands still pressed firmly against the window.
"Why do I even try." I whispered to myself and closed my eyes, wishing the tears that were threatening to fall away.
Sandy found me and helped me up, "Let's get you home." she said softly and led me back to the car. We drove in silence and once we made it to our dorm, I went straight back to bed.
I slipped my computer out of it's case and opened up my tumblr. Immediately, the video from today popped up and had over 300,000 notes.
Shit.
I watched it and the first thing that came to my mind was; I look like a pile of crap, and I sound like a bigger bitch than normal.
Niall's going to see it, then he is going hate me even more for cussing out his fans, I know how much they mean to him. Even if they are mean to him, he still loves him, and I find that extremely attractive, probably because I'm not like that.
Sandy walked in and looked at the screen, "What are you going to do now?"
I looked up into her eyes, and sighed, "I give up."
