Horan Twins

Chapter Five

Niall's Point of view.

"Our insides say they spotted Niall Horan entering the royal palace earlier this evening. Security didn't allow him or the two women by his side to speak to us but our insiders say it was definitely him. Now why would he be there? Nobody knows, but there are rumors flying around. Do you believe them? Tune in tomorrow for more information, goodnight England!"

I was confused. I hadn't been at the royal palace today or any other day. I had only ever dreamed of meeting the queen. Yet, it never happened.

It wasn't rare for me to be on the news now a days, ever since I joined One Direction it happened quite often. There were always rumors flying around about me, but never any this big. What was weird was they had photos, of the supposed me entering the palace. Were they photoshopped? I doubt it.

It had been a long day, so I excused myself from the living room of the hotel room, and into my bedroom for the night.

Maybe it was just someone who looked like me... A lot like me.

-

The next morning I woke up with someone shaking my shoulders frantically, and calling my name repeatedly.

"Niall, if you don't get up now, your going to have to skip breakfast before our interview." Liam warned, standing back up off my bed, and out of my suite.

I groaned tiredly, but got up nonetheless.

My walk to the kitchen was more like a zombie stroll in my half-cautious state. I plopped down into the chair at the kitchen table. This hotel was more like an apartment building.

"Finally, sleeping beauty has awoken." Louis teased from next to me, and I chuckled lightly.

"Watch it Tommo." I warned, having my breakfast laid out in front of me. "Thank you, Harry."

"No problem."

"So whose interviewing us today?" I questioned.

"Can't remember. But does it really matter? All the interviews are the same." Agreeing with that statement, I just nodded and finished eating my breakfast.

On the way to the interview, the rest of the boys talk, and pester each other while I sit in the back of the SUV alone.

My fingers scroll through my twitter timeline, favoriting a tweet by Justin Bieber about living all his fans.

I love you too Justin.

Continuing scrolling I come across a tweet about 'me' at the royal palace yesterday that had been retweeted onto my timeline.

The same confusion from yesterday flared up and I was left staring at the picture for the rest of the ride to the interview.

That guy was not me.

My droopy eyes fluttered closed as we pulled up to the television studio, but I was too tired to force myself awake. My head swayed to the side, coming in contact with the window and cuddling into the cold glass.

Big mistake.

"BABY YOUR A FIREWORK! COME ON SHOW EM' WHAT YOUR WORTH. MAKE EM' GO OH OH OHHHH NIALL." Louis screamed loudly into my ear, his screams slowly turning into moans at the end of his solo.

"F'ing Christ, mate." I slobbered sleepily. "Don't gotta be such a pervert." I chuckled, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and unbuckling my seatbelt. "Fair balls to ye, mate. That was a good one."

Inside the studio, we were already late, thanks to me. So, we were rushed on set to finish this interview in front of a live audience.

"So boys, how's the break going so far?" The brunette interviewer asked with a smile that stretched so wide I could see the end of his jaw.

Liam was usually the one to answer the questions for the group, since he was good at public speaking and everyone else usually answered when a question was directed at them. I sat in the back with a smile, letting my friends have all the attention.

"It's been really nice so far, we got to visit our families, and as much as we love meeting our fans, it's really nice to hang back and relax without any stress." Liam answered with a smile, and the interviewer smiled too, going on with another question.

"Someone tells me you guys are going on tour with Big Time Rush! How does that feel?" He said over-enthusiastically and I grimaced.

"We are very happy to be going on tour with four great lads! It's very exciting and me and the boys are looking forward to it." The boys and I all gave excited looks about going on tour in America, none of us had ever really been, and since BTR was on the same record label as us, we got to open up for them-not their choice.

I was fully aware that the Big Time Rush boys didn't really like us-especially Kendal- after we met for the first time. They seemed like stuck up Hollywood boys, while we were all from small cities in the UK. Nevertheless, the boys and I decided to be the bigger band and put up with them for everyone else's sake. Meanwhile we were all fully aware of the other boys shït talking in the other room.

The tour hadn't even started yet and we already hated each other!

"That's very exciting! Now Niall, what were you doing at the royal palace last evening?" The interviewer asked and my eyes bulged out of their sockets.

"I wasn't at the royal palace last eve-" I was cut off.

"Non-sense! We have photos!" The rude man says.

"Those aren't me." I said quickly and Zayn cuts in.

"Ya! He was with me all day yesterday!" He defends me.

"He looks just like you." the interviewer says with a frown.

"Have you ever heard that there are seven other people in the world that look just like you?" I questioned.

"Yes I have bu-" I cut him off, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"As curious as I am about who that man is, I'm not gonna bother with it, because I'm one in a billion, and so is everyone else." I smiled, and sooner than later, my bad attitude was rushed off the stage, as well as the rest of the band.

AUTHORS NOTE

sassy niall is kinda hot. I like it.

VOTE AND COMMENT 💖

~ya girl diana~