a sequel 2 errr...why are one direction behind the sofa?!?!

The Airport

I couldn't stand the sight of him any longer. I got up from my chair and walked out. Tears threaded to leak from my eyes but I wouldn't let him spoil my day. I looked at my watch, still half an hour until The boys arrive.

I walked back out into the car park and drove out to the gate. The officers operating the gate wanted to know why I was leaving so early.

'Its complicated' I answered in a hurry.

'Family problems?' One asked. Yes, a big one.

'Yes I just-' I paused not knowing what to say. 'Look I just really need to pick up my husband from the airport' I sighed. They nodded and opened the electric gate. My head was spinning. Who do I tell?

Most people would go to the police or tell their family but I couldn't. Niall had just got back from America and he was probably really tired. I couldn't tell the others because they would definitely try to get help for me.

Things were just so stressful at the moment.

I drove out and headed for the airport. It would take 20 minutes to get there anyway and I'd have to avoid being mobbed by fans again. Yeah, last time the boys went on tour, me and the girls were caught in a rush of fans.

Boy it was hell. You had girls pulling at your hair and scratching you and the screaming was just deafening.

I reached the airport and looked outside of the entrance. Damn fans everywhere but then I saw a black mini van heading over. Several security guards stepped out and set up railings. Oh thank god.

I adjusted my side shoulder top and prepared to step out of the car. But then I got a call from Paul.

'Hey Paul' I answered.

'Hey, when will you be arriving at the airport?' He asked.

'I am actually in the car park watching the fans' I said, opening a packet of crisps.

'That's good, you might want to come inside for just in case matters' Paul offered.

I agreed and hung up. I stepped out of the car and I guess a few fans saw me because there was 60% more screaming. I put on my sunglasses because the sun was actually quite bright and headed towards the entrance.

There were all sorts of names being thrown at me. I didn't really let in sink in because I had heard it all before.

'Hoe

'Slut

'Omg

'I love you

'Bitch

'Please sign this

And a load of screaming/crying girls were yelling all that. I sort of ignored the nice comments and took in the horrible bitchy ones.

I guess they are kind of right. I still don't think Niall deserves me and I never will. I put him through all this stress of having a baby and now it's really backfiring.

I walked through the airport doors and things were a little quieter. I did catch people staring at me but just awkwardly smiled back at them. I found a small cafe and sat in there for a while. Urg how long was this going to take?

I hadn't seen my Nialler in 4 weeks. 4 weeks! But then I saw some more security heading out of the departure bit. I quickly checked my watch. Yes! It was time.

I stood up and waited over by departures with the other people waiting for their family members. There were a few fans inside but security had that covered. I was receiving butterflies inside my stomach.

Actually can't wait. Actually can't wait, I kept telling myself. I looked around and noticed Jenna coming in. When she saw me she ran up and hugged me tight.

'Haven't seen you in a while' she smiled.

'So excited! Missed the lads so much' I turned back around. Oh boy! The first of the boys appeared which happened to be Liam. Then the rest of them appeared. My heart melted as Niall ran up to me.

'Niall!' I squealed and gave each other a massive hug. He picked me up and whirled me in the air before putting me down. I kissed him softly on the lips before we told each other how much we missed each other.