Summer Love

Chapter 3

July, 2011

Niall's POV*

She ruined the one thing I had left here that was actually kind of keeping me sane, my phone.

I stared down at the shattered piece of junk that was laying in a puddle at my feet. Great, now how am I supposed to stay connected to the world.

"Maybe it was for the best." Zayn appeared out of his cabin and begin stepping towards me.

"She ruined my phone." I bitterly replied. Zayn ran a hand through his hair and laughed, making a joke out of this whole situation.

"It's not funny! I never asked for any of this!" Zayn just continued to laugh as my anger climbed to alarmingly new heights.

"You don't get it. You asked for this the moment you punched that paparazzi. This is your life now mate, so you better get used to it." Zayn replied throwing his hands in the air.

The only reason I punched that pap was because he was in my face. I'm too famous to have to deal with scum like him.

"Now go try and enjoy yourself and not turn the rest of this day into an angry black cloud like you usually do." I rolled my eyes and grabbed my shirt, storming past Zayn and into our cabin.

I don't need any of this. I'm Niall Horan, I practically have girls waiting on my hand and foot.

Carter's POV*

"Wait, so he freaked out over his phone?" Gabbie begged me to clarify everything I had told her about what just happened between Niall and I.

"Yup. I'm surprised he didn't start crying like a baby. Why is he so nasty anyway?" I asked, wishing I knew the answer.

He never used to be this way. I remember because I watched him on X Factor with Gabbie. He used to be such a bubbly, sweet guy. Not this angry cry baby that he is now.

"I don't know. Zayn said ever since their last tour, the fame has gotten to him. He has this idea that he's too good for everyone."

"Well he's not better then any of us. He's just a jerk. I wish there was some way we could fix him." I pondered about what life would be like this summer without a nasty child here.

"Now you're seeing it." Gabbie said with a grin. I raised an eyebrow at her in confusion.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked.

Her smile grew and there was a familiar look in her eye, like the look she has whenever she wants to do something bad.

"That's the whole reason I brought you here this summer silly. You are going to fix him!" Gabbie clapped her hands together excitedly.

"Woah woah woah. Me? Why me? I've only talked to him twice and you saw how that ended up." I replied, but Gabbie wouldn't have it. She had her mind set on me fixing Niall and I knew I wasn't getting out of it.

"It's perfect! He's never met you before except for here, in a stress free environment free of paparazzi so he can control his anger. You just have to somehow figure out how to help him not get so enraged all the time and find his original roots. It's perfect!" Gabbie squealed excitedly.

Looks like I have no choice here. I'm going to be the one to get rid of the cocky asshole and find the real Niall Horan.

"One thing though." Gabbie added, suddenly getting serious.

"You can't let him know that is why you're here. He can't know anything or else everything would be ruined."

Great so now I'm fixing the world's biggest pop star, all while lying to his face. What could go wrong?