Like Dreamers Do (Niall Horan Fan-Fiction)

Chapter 24

Technology really is amazing, isn’t it?
Only an hour had passed since Niall had turned up at my school, and already there was a video online.
Yes, not a photo, but a video. 
I didn’t even bother asking which lovely classmate of mine had the nerve to film two individuals making out, because it didn’t matter. The One Direction fans were going to hate me either way. 

I was at Niall’s place now, wearing one of his hoodies and sitting on his couch, his laptop in front of me. He had invited me back to his, insisting that there would be too many fans in front of my house. Secretly, I think he invited me back because we needed to talk about – well, what had just happened. 
Because to be honest, we didn’t talk about it much at the school. I was too busy with my head in the clouds, wondering how on earth I had managed to find a guy like Niall. 
And he was too busy smiling, his arm around my waist as he subtly flirted with my 38 year old teacher in order to let me leave school early.
It worked, so I wasn’t complaining. 

He was on the phone to his management team now, I could hear him from the other room trying to explain his actions. I couldn’t hide my smile as he exclaimed to them ‘I don’t really care if I’m supposed to be single, I like her too much mate.’
I sat there grinning like an idiot and waiting for him to get off the phone. To distract myself, I typed Niall’s name in on Google. Just as I expected, people had already posted their thoughts about me.
One girl had posted the video of Niall and I on her Tumblr, and some of the comments were pretty harsh.

‘I knew it. I knew they were dating. She’s so ugly though I can’t even deal with this at ALL.’
‘Stupid slut.’
‘NIALL YOU CAN DO SO MUCH BETTER, SHE IS NOTHING SPECIAL AT ALL ARGHHH.’

I tried not to pay attention to those comments though, rather reading the ones that from people that actually liked me.
There was a particular comment from one girl that stood out to me, who wrote:

‘You are all the biggest hypocrites. You say that you want Niall to find his perfect girl and then when he does, you call her an ugly slut. You must all be insane, she is fucking gorgeous, and if they are happy together then let them be. Nelli for life!’

I had no clue what that last bit meant, but I was more than happy that at least one fan liked me. 
Niall had crept up behind me now, wrapping his arms around my neck form the other side of the couch. I laughed, spinning my head up to his direction.

“Finally off the phone then?” I asked, folding my arms. He quickly grinned from above me and pressed a kiss to my cheek, jumping over the back of the couch until he was leaning against me. 
“I think they’ve finally accepted that they don’t own me, that’s for sure.” He sighed, smiling at me.
I stared back at him, unable to hide my smile, which hadn’t been this big in a while. 
“Did I surprise you then?” He asked, playing with a stray lock of my hair by twisting it around his finger. 
“I don’t think surprise is the right word.” I stumbled out, smiling as I stared into my lap. “You impressed me.” I shrugged, looking up and nodding my head. He laughed.
“How did I impress you? My strut into the school or what?” He asked, biting his lip slightly, which I was definitely not okay with. I grinned.
“No, although it was sexy as hell, I’ll admit. It’s just – I thought because of the other night, you didn’t want to be seen with me. Then when I saw you walking in – I guess it made me realize that you don’t care what they say.”
He was staring at me now, a slight smile as he studied my eyes intently. He nodded.
“You’re right, I don’t care. I just really fucking like you, so they can’t stop it.” He answered, making my heart beat at a million miles an hour. Seeing the laptop, he grabbed it and logged onto his Twitter.
“This should be interesting.” I muttered, my head resting in the crook of his neck as he wrapped an arm around my shoulder. 

His Twitter page was 100 times worse than the Tumblr page. People had sent him messages saying that I had been seen with Zayn again, that I was not good enough for Niall. There was even one message which had to be from someone at school that said that I had a boyfriend named Taylor.
That one made me laugh the most, just picturing Taylor’s face when I would tell him tomorrow. 

I tried to laugh it all off, but Niall was actually looking kind of upset.
“I can’t believe people are actually saying this stuff about you. You’re perfect Elli.”
If that didn’t cause my heart to explode with happiness, then his next move did.
“I’ll send them a message. Everyone’s seen the video by now, I might as well let them know what’s happening.”
Taking his time, he quickly typed out the following message.
‘Please don’t spread rumours about my girlfriend. I love all my fans so much, but it’s not very nice!’
He pressed enter before I even had the chance to ask him. I realised that my eyes were wide and I hadn’t looked away from the screen.
“What is it?” Niall asked, studying my eyes with a concerned look on his face. I turned to him.
“You called me your girlfriend.” I said quietly, smiling at him lightly. “Am I your girlfriend?”
He bit his lip again, his stare flicking from eyes to my lips quickly, before he shrugged and closed the laptop.
“Well the whole of Twitter thinks you are now, so you kind of have to be. Sorry.” He grinned, spinning around to face me. I pushed him and crossed my arms.
“I feel like I should get an opinion here!” I exclaimed, pretending to be upset but unable to hide my smile. He laughed, pushing me down onto the couch and putting a leg on either side of my body.
“Too bad.” He smiled down at me, his body pressed on top of my own.

Just like it had been a week ago in my bedroom, only this time we weren’t exactly playing around. 
I studied his face, his eyes glistening as he ran a hand down my arm, sending tingles up my spine. 
“I think I’ll be okay with it.” I whispered, before our lips crashed together again, with a lot more force given that we were alone, rather than in the middle of my school.
I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him towards me, our torsos pressed together on the couch I was becoming very familiar with. 
With the amount of force I was kissing him with, it was as though I was making up for the past few weeks of wanting to do this. 
And he was obviously more than willing to oblige, running his tongue along my bottom lip until I parted them, our tongues fighting for dominance in this now fierce battle.
I began to wrap my legs around the back of his, and I could feel him grinning, which was the cutest way anyone had ever kissed me before. 

It really wasn’t an appropriate moment for anyone to walk in, especially not Harry, but given my luck…

“Whoa, should I come back?” I heard his voice from the doorway of the room, resulting in me instantly sitting up and pushing Niall off me, with him laughing and me looking embarrassed.
“Have you not heard of knocking Harry? Jesus.” I muttered, fixing my hair and shoving Niall for laughing. 
I turned to see Harry leaning on the doorframe, smiling smugly.
“I did knock, clearly you were too busy…” Harry winked, before walking inside and collapsing into the arm chair opposite us. I crossed my arms and leant back in my seat, with Niall looking a little flustered.
“Err…I’ll make food.” He decided, but Harry waved him down.
“No, I have very kindly invited everyone over to find out why management has been calling us non-stop all afternoon.” Harry answered, switching on the TV as though he was very at home. I frowned.
“They’ve been calling you too?” I asked, resting into my seat and feeling distinctly awkward now. I wasn’t sure what just came over me before, I started making out with Niall just because he had called me his girlfriend. I really ought to learn some restraint. 

Harry kept flicking through channels, stopping on some soccer match.
“Because you two decided to make a very public display of affection today, so management wanted to know if we had something to do with it. Which we didn’t. So thanks for that one Niall.” Harry grinned, his head snapping up as there was the sound of the front door opening. 
And in walked Louis, Zayn and Liam, each of them whispering to each other as they noted my appearance. 

“So are you guys like getting married now or what?” Zayn mumbled, falling into the same seat as Harry and looking over to Niall and me. I pursed my lips and shrugged even further into my seat, if that were possible. Niall turned to me and rolled his eyes, standing and making his way to the kitchen.
“Just because they were a bit more open about it than the rest of us doesn’t mean they’re engaged or anything.” Liam grinned, and fell into the seat Niall had previously been occupying. “Welcome to the family Elli.” He smiled and gave me a quick side hug. I smiled, my heart still beating pretty fast. I hoped Niall would come back soon, I was way too nervous to make conversation. 
“Don’t worry about management love, they hassled me and Eleanor for ages. But you should probably be prepared for – well for how people are going to react to this.” Louis finished uneasily, looking around. The others all looked down quickly, shifting around. I frowned.

“I know that fans will be upset or whatever, I know people are going to hate me.” I shrugged, looking down. Zayn cleared his throat, laughing.
“Elli, I don’t think you realize just how many people are in love with Niall. They’ll be criticising you left right and centre. Plus, everyone thinks Niall is all innocent and now since he’s going out with you-”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I cut him off, my voice raising a little as I stared him down. He smirked, shaking his head.
“Have you forgotten what happened between you and me? Because the fans sure won’t have.” Zayn shrugged, with Liam subtly trying to tell him to shut up.

I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came to mind. He was right. According to that photograph leaked online of Zayn and I, we might as well have slept together. And now I was officially with Niall, people weren’t going to take too kindly to that. No wonder they all looked shifty.
“What Zayn is trying to say is that they might be a little crazy to begin with, but they’ll get used to it.” Harry replied, shooting Zayn a look, who looked less than bothered.

I nodded slowly and sighed, picking myself up off the couch and walking to the kitchen to find Niall.
“Good one Zayn.” I heard Liam hiss from the other room, before I found Niall in the middle of a conversation on his phone.

“Hey, I’m gonna head off.” I hissed through the kitchen, signalling towards the front door. He mouthed ‘what?’ before running over to me and wrapping an arm around my waist.
“Yes mum I’m sorry! I know I should have told you before you found out online but-”
I giggled silently to myself as I tried to shrug out of his grip, but he wouldn’t budge.
“Yes, I’ll be sure to introduce you two as soon as possible!” He sighed happily into the phone, turning to me, narrowing his eyes. “Actually, she’s here right now if you wanna talk to her?”
I crossed my arms as best I could under his grip.
“Is this some ploy to get me to stay longer?” I asked, covering the mouthpiece of the phone as he handed it to me. Niall winked, wrapping his other arm around my waist and hugging me from behind. 
“Just be warned.” He whispered into my ear, his head resting on my shoulder and his curls brushing against my neck. “She’s a bit – overwhelmed by all of this…”

But I didn’t hear the last of what he said, because I was met by the shrill, happy and excited voice of Niall Horan’s mother, exclaiming ‘She’s Australian too! I’m the luckiest mother in the world!”

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