Nialls POV:
“Hi” she shyly waved. I smiled back and held my hand out for her to shake. She carefully took it and moved to the side.
“Niall this is-“
“MARIAH! IM MARIAH! HI NIALL I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IT’S UNBELIEVABLE TO EVEN BE STANDING HERE OMG THIS IS A DREAM! YOU’RE SUCH AN INSPIRATION PLEASE FOLLOW MY TWITTER YOU SEXY BEAST, YOU NEVER NOTICE ME!” the weird one shouted in my face in one gasp of air.
“Okkkaaaay then” I whispered under my breath, taken aback a bit with her ‘in your face’ attitude but I quickly recovered and engulfed her into a hug to make her shut up.
“Jesus you smell so good” she drooled.
“Shit did I just say that out load?”
We all nodded as she blushed bright red.
Even though there was a screaming fan in the room, I just couldn’t take my eyes off Anna. And each time we shared an eye contact I noticed how fidgety she became, and how she was trying so hard to look anywhere but my eyes.
Why was she so nervous?
I wasn’t going to hurt her…well I never wanted to hurt her until that contract was a matter of life and death.
“Alright so I’ll take you girls to the refreshment area whilst Niall warms up for the concert” Paul sternly said and directed Anna and the other one called…Mariah? I think? Out of the room.
I eyed the paper shoved in the cabinet and pulled it out.
I read the title once more and a pain rushed into my heart, burning the top of my throat.
My signature was printed at the bottom of the paper. I felt so ashamed. I was killing a beautiful girl. I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t…
Before I could finish my thoughts, my hands automatically found their self’s turning the page side wards and pulling away from each other to rip the death sentence in front of me.
“That won’t work”
I jumped at the sound of the security guard behind me.
“W-w-what are you d-doing here?” I stammered.
“That doesn’t matter, boy, what matters is that Mr Higgins has millions of copies of that contract so ripping this one won’t change anything. It won’t erase the fact that you have agreed”
“I didn’t agree, I was forced with my life”
“Whatever” he laughed and walked back out the room, his shoes making a clicking sound when they came in contact with the floor.
I didn’t want to be part of this…if only there was some way I could tell Anna. I was so helpless.
“SHOWTIME NIALL” I heard Dan shout at the top of his lungs. Sighing, I put the paper back and closed the cabinet door.
“READY” I called and sped walk to the bottom of the hallway whilst quickly brushing my hair upwards with my fingers.
“We’re burning the ashes. Letting our walls down, don’t make a sound we’ll soon be found.
Let me escape. Let me hurt. Feel the pain till my body starts to convert.
You’re innocently watching, drowning in with me.
So let me, let me burn the ashes whilst your tears kill my heart till it fills.”
I sang the last verse of my song ‘burn the ashes’ and the sweat trickled down my forehead. Using the back of my hand I wiped some away to stop it from getting into my eyes.
I grabbed the water at the end of the stage and splashed some over my face, wiping the drops of with my hand.
That felt so much better!
“OKAY LONDON, THAT’S ALL WE HAVE TIME FOR BUT YOU GUYS WERE INCREDIABLE TODAY! I LOVE ALL YOU NIALLATORS SO MUCH” I shouted into the mic and waved goodbye as I ran backstage whilst the screams overtook the whole arena.
“Good job mate” Dan high fived me and I smiled back, wearily walking back to my dressing room.
“HEY LAD” I heard a strong Yorkshire accent and saw Paul running towards me.
“What” I rolled my eyes and he gently patted my back as he leaned in and whispered in my ear.
“Plan starts from today”
“Excuse me?” I said as my eyes widened.
“B-b-but I don’t even know her, I’ve only just met her” I stammered.
I thought I had a few days…
“You will now” he winked and walked back calling for Anna.
I gasped in a breath of air and went to take a shower.
Your POV:
“ANNA” I heard dad shout and immediately I spun around to embrace him.
“How did you find the show love?” he grinned so the crinkles beside his eyes came out.
“It was good” I smiled back and I wasn’t lying.
For the first time I actually found something I had in common with Niall, for some reason when he sung I could feel the hurt in his eyes, the same hurt that was so visible in my green ones but no one saw.
But I wasn’t sure why he’d be hurt? He was an international pop star so why the pain?
“Lets go” Dad said as he leaded me down the hallways again.
“What about Mariah though” I asked concerned, as I turned my head to see her still munching on the little snack table.
“Don’t worry ‘bout her” He said and opened the door with Nialls name on it before I could question him any further.
“What am I here for?” I sternly said
“Spend some time with him” Dad smiled and locked the door from the outside before I could say anything.
I sighed and looked around the room which had a distinct smell to it.
The lighting was quite dim and the clothes were scattered everywhere.
I decided to clean up a bit so I started humming to myself as I bent down and gathered all his clothes together, putting them in the little basket beside the wooden door.
A red shirt caught my eye lying under the bed so I felt underneath for it when my hand came in contact with something hard.
I pulled it out and saw it was a sketch pad.
Being the curious girl I am I opened the pad and to my amazement it was filled with astonishing drawings.
One page was filled with beautiful handwriting which read.
‘One day I want to tell the truth.
Want to tell the world how I feel, what I imagine to be, what I’m supposed to be.
But the lies stop me,
They shut my mouth and zip it up with a fake smile that I wear as makeup to cover up the tears, the pain, the scars imprinted on me.
I want to scream it out load but my voice is quieter than a whisper.’-
“What are you doing with that” I heard a strong Irish accent behind me and my hands froze sending shivers down my spine.
A/N
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