Mystery girl

chapter 8

Ariana Pov:

"Niall before you say anything I already know."

"What?" Niall's eyes widened and his mouth opened ready to come up with an excuse.

"I know that you're 'Luke Maddens' thanks for lying by the way that was real nice of you."

I knew Niall was Luke the moment he looked me in the eyes. Those blue eyes were so recognizable and really couldn't he atleast changed the accent??? Like come on now. A stupid little wig and hat was not going to change his looks. and how dumb does he think i am??? Cause i am not that dumb.

"How did you find out?" Niall asked. I noticed we were still dancing so i pulled him out of the ballroom and to an empty hallway. I was so mad i think I was ready to explode on him. But instead I clenched my mouth and talked through my teeth "I found out because maybe you look the same and your stupid wig wasn't going to do crap."

Nialls eyes look hurt but i continued "-and why the hell couldn't you tell me?"

"I DID tell you and you didn't beileve me remember you hung up on me."

"I know that but how about when we met in person, couldn't you have showed me the real you."

"I wanted you to like me for what I am not for what I have."

I looked at Niall and he shoved me to a wall, his hands where over my shoulders and he looked into my eyes. I looked away placing my head down and Niall pulled my head up with his fingertips on my chin. His mouth got closer to mine but he stopped when i could taste his breath on mine. His whispered "you make me crazy."

Niall laughed but i was still in shock of how close we were.

Shit Ariana he is about to kiss you. Move away NOW. Don't fall for his games, just push away. PUSH AWAY!!

And that was exactly what I did, i pushed Niall away from me and i walked away. Okay good there you go, good job Ariana, now walk away and don't turn back.

I smiled to myself. Well i am proud of myself I didn't run back to his lips. His perfect irish lips... God damn it don't think about it.

"Ariana wait please! I'm sorry I really am sorry..."

I walked away from him and sat back with Nathan acting like nothing happened. I wanted to cry but i always told myself that i was never going to shed a tear for any man even if it was Niall Horan.

Nope that name will no longer be said. Niall.. Oh damn it I said it again. He who should not be named is never to be named again.. Ha he sounds like im speaking of Harry potter..

"Everything alright love?" Nathan asked placing a hand over mine.

"Yeah just a mini interview he wanted to have."

"Oh that would be great for the article." I smiled at him and nodded. My eyes went back to the dance floor and across to the table where all of One Direction was sitting, but He who should not be named.. He was still not back and I was getting worried.

"Are you ready to go?" Nathan asked.

"Yeah I'm a little tired."

"Alright I'll just called the limo to pick us up."

I nodded and waited a couple of minutes till Nathan told me the limo was here.

The limo ride was quiet as my thoughts filled with Niall. Was I too hard on him? Great. Now i feel bad. Maybe i should just call him back.

NO not this time you will not go running back to the guy. Girl power!!

Once we finally reached the hotel, Nathan walked me to my room, he stopped me halfway and stood right in front of me. "I've wanted to do something that I have wanted to do in a very long time."