♥ I Never Thought I'd Love You ♥

~Chapter 18: None of Your Business

~Chapter 18: None of Your Business

            Niall smiled and stroked my face. “That’s right.”

            I sighed. “Let’s go back.” Niall smiled at me and opened the car door, helping me in.

            “OH MY GOSH, IT’S THEM!” I heard screams. Niall turned his head to look and quickly shut the door, running to the driver side.

            He jumped in the car and started it. “Who is it?” I asked.

            “Paparazzi,” Niall mumbled. “We’re screwed. They’re gonna follow us.”

            “Ohhhhh, no.” I had totally forgotten about that. I had forgotten that Niall was a celebrity. We had seemed so close, that fact didn’t seem to matter anymore. I can’t be with him like this, I thought. That will never work out. I’ll never get to see him. I blinked at my own thoughts and scolded myself silently as Niall started driving. Who said you were gonna be with him in the first place?! I asked myself.

            “Hey, you okay?” I heard Niall ask.

            “Yeah, fine.” Nope. I’m a complete wreck.

            “Lying again?” I sighed. Nothing got past him.

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            Niall threw the door open. “We’re back--, the paparazzi’s outside--, we’re so sorry,” Niall said in a breath.

            The boys stood up. “Oh, no,” Adriana breathed. “They’re here for you, Cordelia.” Everyone looked at me as I took a step back.

            “Me? Why me?” I asked. “I haven’t done anything!”

            “They want to interview you and Niall,” I heard Liam say.

            “What if I don’t want to?” I asked. “Can I just make them go away?”

            Louis laughed. “They’re not going to listen.”

            I grabbed Niall’s arm, acting like it was a shield. “How long are they going to stay out there?” I asked Niall.

            He looked at me and replied, “As long as it takes to interview you.”

            “Alright. Let’s just get this over with.”

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            “Hey, is it true you’re going out with Niall?!” “Does he like you?” “Do you like him?” The paparazzi bombarded us with questions. “We caught so many of your pictures!”

            I blinked, wondering what those pictures were. I will find out soon enough, I thought. I looked over to Niall, who appeared tense. I secretly touched his hand, relaxing him.

            He looked at me and I smiled. Niall turned back to the crowd and announced, “Cordelia and I are not together.” He exhaled loudly. To my shock, he added, loud and clear, “Not yet.”

            I looked at him with my mouth open. Not yet?! I thought. What’s that supposed to mean?! “What?” I asked him. “Not yet? What does that mean?”

            “So do you plan on being with her?” a reporter asked.

            “I don’t know,” Niall said, sighing. “It all depends on her.” He then smiled and led me back in the house, a thousand light bulbs going off at once, along with cries asking us to come back.

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            “Not yet?!” I repeated when we returned to Adriana’s room. “NOT YET?!” I scoffed. “What does that mean?! And what pictures did they take of us?”

            “See for yourself,” Harry said, handing me his laptop.

            I gasped. There were so many pictures of Niall and me. Every moment we had together, be it when we kissed, held hands, walked together, argued, everything, EVERY MOMENT we had together. It was all over the web. “At least they didn’t get pictures of us in my room,” I mumbled.

            “What? Niall was in your room? Since when? At night? What’d you guys do?” Adriana and the boys asked a billion questions.

            I rolled my eyes and simply answered, “None of your business.”