Pink *Niall Horan Fan Fiction*

Chapter 4

Their crazy fans scream insane things at us, and so do the paparazzi.  I feel Niall's hand come in contact with my back as he pulls me between himself and Liam.  Many people ask who I am, since we are in America after all and they don't know Simon has a daughter. 

As soon as we make it to the van, the doors open to reveal three girls whom I have never seen before.  Each of them lunges for Louis, Liam, or Zayn and they all exchange passionate kisses and hugs.  

"Hi!  I'm Danielle, and you must be Heather!  Liam has told me so much about you!"  The girl squeals. 

'She's a keeper, Liam.'  I think to myself and smile warmly at the girl. 

"I'm Eleanor!  Louis hasn't said much about you except for the fact that you're Uncle Si's daughter."  She grins big and hugs me. 

"Hey Heather, I'm Perrie!"  The girl says.  I recognize her from Little Mix and almost squeal in delight. 

"I love Little Mix, Perrie!  It's so cool to meet you!"  You'd think that being Simon Cowell's daughter, I'd meet a lot of famous people, but I usually stick to myself.  I don't like the spotlight at all. 

"Where are we staying?"  I decide to ask as another van pulls up.  "I think we're staying at a Marriott."  Liam says as the five guys walk towards the other van.  I start after them, but Eleanor grabs my arm. 

"Oh no, missy.  We're going to have some girl time!"  She pulls me into the van and shuts the door as the driver pulls away. 

"Okay, so you're really Simon Cowell's daughter?"  Perrie asks. 

"Yep." 

"What's it like with your dad being who he is?"  Eleanor asks. 

"He's just like any other dad who travels for his job.  He's only home for a little while, and in that time he tries to spend as much time with me as possible, but with his new sponsorship with One Direction, he's home even less.  I grew up going to parties, not telling people my name, but somehow they always know me."  I lean back in my seat, sighing. 

"I really wish he would have been there for me when I was growing up.  Mom left when I was three, saying the spotlight wasn't for her.  My nanny took care of me until I was probably thirteen, then she quit, saying I was too big of a mess to handle.  She was the closest thing I'd ever had to a mom, and it killed me inside.  Dad got remarried a couple years back, and his new wife was the biggest bitch ever.  I made her life a living hell on purpose, and she did the same thing to me.  We hated each other.  She was only five years older than me.  She could have been my sister, honestly.  They got a divorce last year and dad's been single, and has left me by myself numerous times."  I explain.  I don't know why I'm sharing my life story with these three strangers, but something about them makes me feel like I actually have friends. 

"So do you have any friends back in London?  A boyfriend maybe?"  Danielle asks.  I shake my head. 

"I never got along with any of my classmates, and any boy I ever dated just wanted to get close to my dad and try to get him to sign a record deal with them."  I roll my eyes in disgust when I remember Jimmy, the one guy who I actually like a few years ago.  It turned out he just asked me out to spend time with my dad because he idolized him.  Jimmy was preoccupied with becoming famous, that he didn't notice he was hurting me.  I dumped his sorry ass. 

"I can see where you're coming from there, babe."  Eleanor says, rubbing my arm. 

"So tell me about the boys.  What are they like?"  I ask. 

Danielle starts off with their fears, phobias, interests, background history, and families.  Eleanor fills me in on their past as a band, all the pranks that have been played, and about weird fans that do anything to meet the boys. 

"I haven't been here that long, either, so I don't really have anything to add to that."  Perrie admits. 

"Okay, Liam, Zayn, and Louis have you guys, do Niall and Harry have a girlfriend?"  I ask.  El smirks. 

"Which one do you like?" 

"Who said I liked one of them?" 

"Louis texted me and told me you slept with Niall."  She says bluntly. 

"We didn't do anything!"  I protest.  They all laugh. 

"That's what they all say." 

"We seriously didn't do anything.  We met in a club and my flat was clear across the city and Niall offered for me to stay the night.  We just slept, that's all."  I explain myself. 

"Uh huh."  Eleanor says, rolling her eyes.  Perrie and Danielle giggle with each other and I laugh at them. 

"You guys are mean.  Now tell me about their love lives."  I demand. 

"Harry's last girlfriend was none other than Taylor Swift.  We all told him not to do it – that he was going to get hurt, but did he listen?  Nope.  That relationship only lasted about three weeks before she broke up with him one night.  Niall hasn't had a girlfriend since the band started that I know of.  His last girlfriend, Holly, broke up with him before the X Factor, but they've stayed friends.  The break up was kind of a mutual thing.  Everybody says he's waiting for his 'princess' that will eventually come."  Danielle explains. 

"Wow," is all I can think to say.