Summer Love (A Niall Horan Story)

Chapter 8

Lolas P.O.V

We headed out onto the road. It was about 4ish and the sun didnt even look as if it wanted to go down.

Niall looked funny riding little eddie, he bobbed up and down for every stride that carrot took eddie took about 3.

His jaw was perfectly defined. His blonde hair escaping from under the hat, but that sneaking brown hair line obviously where the dye had stopped. He turned his head and looked at me, watching me stare at him.

Shit.

He caught me. "May i help you?" He glared at me with a smile emerging.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"No i was just looking at eddies feet and the way he was walking, he was lame just the other week" good cover up there lol.

"Ok whatever" he muttered with a slight smile emerging as he turned his head in the opposite direction.

I shut my eyes tightly as if it was a dream, opening them after a second otherwise it will look weird. Luckily he was still facing the other way, an didnt see me freaking out and my cheeks turning flame red.

"So what are you doing down here anyway?" I asked to avoid awkwardness.

"We have about 2 months off and Paul thought it would be a good time to spend some 'quality time' together" he said laughing a little.

"Ahh i met paul the other day, the day i first met you, he is your babysitter?"

He laughed.

"Haha no he is our bodyguard"

"Ahh of course i forgot the whole being famous thing, must be such a hard life" i said in a sarcastic tone.

"Actually it has its ups and downs" he said screwing his eyebrows and looking stern.

"Yeah must be hard living the high life and earning money just singing" i said again sarcastically.

He looked at me sternly. Eyebrows still screwed up.

Nialls P.O.V

I was actually feeling quite angry i mean how could she say that?! She was basically saying that i dont do anything and still earn money, we all try so hard to please the fans. Some of them dont appreciate it, and this girl the one i was falling for, was saying this, to me, about me. Wait the one i was falling for.

I looked at her confused with my eyebrows screwed up.

"Sorry i didnt mean it as an offence but i just have always wondered if it really is all it cracked up to be"

I was calming down a little, but i was still wondering why she was saying this.

"It has been amazing, dont get me wrong there are some times when i hate it, like you get no privacy or anything."

"I think thats what id hate the most, no privacy, oh and the hate, i would hate people pointing out my flaws, i know what they are and i dont need someone pointing them out for me!" She said biting her lip.

"Yeah i guess, i remember 2 years a go when all the hate was getting to harry and he literally didnt come out his room for at least 3 days"

"Ooo shiite. I guess you guys get some hate then. Well if it makes you feel any better im a fan." She said whilst smiling..

" that makes me feel a whole lot better" i muttered.

* 1 hour later*

We had been walking through endless woods, walking up this hill that seemed to go on forever.

"We will have a break at the top if you like?" She asked looking for an answer.

"Would be nice". She smiled at me. God i love her smile. What?

After what seemed like another hour we reached the top. She stopped swung her leg over the saddle and jumped off.

She picked up the reins and tied them around the closest tree trunk then started walking up to the top of the hill. I stopped and did the same to go and sit next to her.