Natalie
I was surfing the Internet the next day trying to keep myself from getting to immensely bored when I received an update via text message from Twitter.
@NiallOfficial: About to do a twitcam wit the lads!
This could be interesting, I thought, quickly opening up a new tab logging onto twitter. Clicking on the link, my screen switched to the one sided video chat. Their familiar, lovable faces popped up onto my screen. I couldn't help but smile at Louis and Zayn who were exchanging funny faces.
"Hello lovelies!" Niall said into the camera.
"HELLO!" Louis yelled.
Zayn reached over and lightly shoved Louis, causing the other boys to laugh.
"How are all of you, you beautiful human beings?" Liam asked.
"Looks like @harryswife is doing well.." Zayn said.
"I didn't realize that I had a wife, well hello wife!" Harry smiled into the camera.
"Soo anybody got any questions for us?" Liam asked.
I smirked as I typed a question. @Natalie_Ann: Hey @NiallOfficial hows your arm?
I watched as the boys' faces lit up, with Niall blushing.
"Well Natalie, it was sore when I woke up this morning but it's better now," he replied as he rubbed the back of his neck, trying to act casual.
"Wait! Natalie, you're watching?" Harry asked.
@Natalie_Ann: Kinda slow there @Harry_Styles and of course I am ;)
The smile on Harry's face grew even bigger.
"Hiiii!!!" he yelled, waving like crazy, causing me to laugh.
@Natalie_Ann: HIIIII @Harry_Styles
"I feel left out. Why won't you say hi to me, Natalie?" Louis pouted.
@Natalie_Ann: sowwy :( @Louis_Tomlinson how are you?
"I'm good thanks," he smiled cheekily, instantly cheering up.
"@amanda_tomo is asking how Natalie - Hey! That's not nice! She most certainly isn't," Liam said stepping in on my behalf.
"We know her because she accidentally ran into me yesterday morning," Niall explained. His eyes skimmed through the incoming tweets. "Quit it with your nasty comments. She is a lovely lass. It was a complete accident, she was hurt more than I was," he replied. His Irish accent had gotten an edge to it, and a look of annoyance was overshadowing his features.
No more than a few seconds later, I began receiving twitter notifications left and right. After thirty seconds I had to put my phone on silent so I didn't have to hear 'Little Things' restart repeatedly. I love that song don't get me wrong, but it was a little irritating listening to the first second of Niall's solo start over fifty times in a row. As tempting as it was to read what they were saying, I knew it would all be hate so I didn't bother to look at any of them. Even then, I had a pretty good guess as to what was being written. Looking up at the screen I saw the boys making funny faces again, but Niall had randomly disappeared from his spot on the couch. I wonder where he went.
"So how are you doing Natalie?" Zayn asked.
@Natalie_Ann: @zaynmalik My back is still sore, but better
"That's good, I hope you feel better soon."
@Natalie_Ann: thanks @zaynmalik
"No problem." A smile played with the corners of his mouth.
"I'm back!" Niall jumped onto the back of the couch. "What did I miss?" he asked, popping a chip into his mouth. So he vanished to find food, figures.
"Not much, Leprechaun. Not much," Liam said.
"@nandosxlover asks how our day was," Harry stated. "Mine was lovely, how about yours?"
I continued to watch their twitcam until I heard a knock at my door. Getting up, I set my laptop onto the coffee table in front of me. The person waiting behind my door, becoming gravely impatient, began to pound on my door.
"I'm coming!" I yelled, unlocking my door and opening it. Andrew stood broodingly in my doorway. He quickly pushed me out of his way so he could step into my apartment.
"Sure, come on in," I mumbled under my breath. I shoved the door shut with my forearm.
Andrew's action wasn't anything new. He always acted like this way when he was angry or drunk. It was too early in the evening for him to be drunk, so it only left anger to explain his mood. I didn't like to be around him when he was angry, for he didn't always keep his actions or words in check. It had barely been two weeks since his last lash out towards me. If you haven't figured it out by now, he's my overbearing, train wreck of a boyfriend.
"Who are these dick wads on Twitter?!" he yelled at me, demanding an answer.
"They're just friends and they aren't dick wads," I said sternly, standing my ground. I had a vague idea of where this conversation might end up and it wasn't going to have a happy ending. He took half a step towards me.
"Well to me it looks like you're flirting!" his voice rose with every word.
"I wasn't flirting Andrew!" I yelled back.
"You better not have been," his hand curled into a fist.
My eyes flickered to his whitening knuckles. I tried to take a step back but my back planted itself against my wall.
"If I find out that you're whoring around with any of them... You'll pay, you little slut." The words slithered out of his mouth, and they stung worse than a snake bite. I flinched as his fingers gently stroked my cheek.
"I love you baby," he whispered into my ear.
Chills ran up and down my spine. I closed my eyes, waiting to hear my door open and slam shut. Whimpers escaped my lips once I knew he was gone. Covering my face with my hands I slid down to the floor, crying.
Niall
I smiled throughout our entire twitcam. She was watching, or at least she had been. Natalie hadn't commented in a while. Either way, I was happy because now I knew her Twitter username, giving me a way to contact her. I wanted to see her again before we had to leave for the next city. We were extremely lucky to get a week off during tour. I wasn't going to waste it.
There was something about Natalie that drew me to her. She seemed like an amazing girl. She actually seems different from most other girls I've talked to or met. I think it was the way she reacted to the lads and I when we met that sparked my interest in her. Natalie didn't scream like the majority of our fans would have. Instead she remained calm. She was also polite and caring, and kind of funny actually. I sighed as those thoughts ran throughout my mind for the hundredth time today. She was still on my mind. Not a minute would go by before I'd find her invading my thoughts again. It was a tad bit weird. No girl had caught my attention like this before.
I quietly strummed my guitar, plucking random chords of my favorite songs. The boys were still doing the twitcam, sitting on the couch across from me. I'd laugh at them every once in a while. I swear we're all just a bunch of idiots, but I love those lads with all of my heart and I would do anything for them. They are like brothers to me.
Giving up for the night, I walked into the room I was sharing with Liam. Leaning my guitar on the nightstand beside my bed, I flopped down onto the plush full size bed. Reaching up, I grabbed a pillow and laid it over my face. A groan escaped from my parted lips. For just five minutes I wanted to be able to shut my brain off so that I wasn't able to think about anything. Slowly the enraged sea of thoughts in my mind began to calm down, allowing me to drift into a dreamless sleep.
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Running Into Destiny (Niall Horan)
Fanfiction[BOOK ONE] She puts on a tough girl act and tries to prove to the world that she can take it on single-handed. In reality, she's just scared. Scared of being left, of being hurt. But what happens when she runs into someone who makes her feel safe...
