After the online incident, Niall went back to his room and sat in his plushie chair, he watched Sam sleep and thought about everything, Why he was hated, what had he done and why him? I mean was it because he was liked by a lot of people? or because he in a boy band? or maybe even... because he was irish? he didn't know. He was being hated by FANS. Which is what got him more, if they were fans...why did they hate him? Did he not sing like the rest of the boys? did he not look like them? He got up and looked at himself in the mirror. "You aren't good enough.." he whispered to himself "Your just not, your ugly, your pathetic, your a fucking disgrace" tears rolled down his face as he glared at his reflection "your fucking worthless". He sat and cried, holding his knees towards him. "N..N...Niall?" Sam said sleepily. He sniffled "Go back to sleep.." "What's wrong?" she sat up. "Nothing.." he said turning around facing the wall. She got up and walked towards him "What?" he said looking at her, "are you...crying?" she asked covering her mouth "No, go back to bed" he said. "Niall i'm not an idiot I can se-" "GO BACK TO BED!" he screamed getting out of his chair, Sam gasped. "I'M NOT FUCKING CRYING. GO TO SLEEP!" he screamed, his voice cracked. Sam looked at him."Niall I-..." she started, He turned away and stared at the ground, he blinked his eyes and tears ran down his face, she grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close. She wrapped her arms around him as he cried. "It's not my fault!" he cried "I'm sorry!". She hugged him tight. "Niall what are you talking about?!" she screamed. Harry ran in, "Harry what happened?!" she screamed "The internet..." he whispered. "What?" she said holding Niall, Harry ran up and hugged Niall while Sam turned on his computer. She skimmed through the internet reading the hate, the horror, the everything. It was horrible, some of the things people said. "Fans" we're hating also. "What the fuck is this shit?" she asked "I don't know, it's bullshit I know" Harry sighed. Niall pulled away, "I got this.." she whispered to Harry, he nodded while patting Niall on the back "goodnight mate" he whispered as he walked out and closed the door. "Niall lay down." she said, Niall sat on his bed and stared at her "what...?" he asked confused. "Lay down, we're going to sleep" she repeated, he looked slightly confused, he didn't understand WHY she was ordering him. She walked over and pushed Niall down, she laid next to him with one arm holding her up. She started to play with his hair and wipe his tears. "You'll never love your self half as much as I love you..." she sang, he looked up at her with shock "and you'll never treat yourself right darling but I want you too.." she continued. He looked at her and smiled starring into her big brown eyes. "If I let cha kno-oh-oh I'm here for you, then maybe you'll lo-o-ove your self like I, love you? oh, and Niall your perfect and don't you forget it....cause I know its true...its you, oh its you they add up to, and everyone loooooves you..and all your little things.." she smiled remixing the song. Niall was fast asleep. She smiled, she wanted to say "and im in love with you" but of course..she didn't have the guts, but it didn't matter. Singing to him was close enough.
