Treacherous

Chapter One

*~*~* Amie's POV *~*~*

I jostle slightly as the plane ride comes to an end, the view outside the window no longer from an aerial perspective. All I can see out of the window is the dull, grey runway that whizzes past my eyes.

Turning to my left I see my adorable, sleeping, Irish boyfriend sitting there with his mouth hanging wide open. Every once in a while his head will bob up and down and he'll sit up straight before settling down again. Could he get any cuter?

A flight attendant comes along and tries to wake him up. "Sir, the plane is now landing."

He doesn't move.

"I'll get him." I smile at her and she nods before continuing on down the aisle, waking the rest of our crew. Everyone but Liam and I seems to have fallen asleep.

Taking Niall's face in my hands, I pepper his face with kisses until he stirs.

"Time to wake up sleepy head," I joke as his head lulls to the side, his eyes still closed.

"Come on..." With one final kiss to his lips his eyes lazily open. Success!

Tired crystal blue eyes meet mine and a small grin forces its way to his lips at the sight of me.

"You're so beautiful," he slurs before putting a hand behind my head and bringing my lips to his. I pull away and fix his blond hair that had gotten disheveled during his sleep.

"Well thank you, but you do really need to wake up. No excuses."

His lips pout out and he gives me puppy dog eyes. "Five more minutes?"

"Stop..." I warn. Those eyes get me every time.

When he continues to give me 'the look', I close my eyes and blindly say, "Nope. Not today."

"Alright fine, Amie. I'll get up. Only because I don't want to be left on the plane, not for you."

"Aww." Now it's my turn to pout. "Oh well, you're up."

He chuckles before kissing my closed eyelids. "You gonna open those pretty little eyes of yours? I miss them already."

"Only for you, my darling," I joke before opening my eyes. Again, I'm met with his baby blue pools and it's like I'm stuck in a trance, unable to move.

These are the beautiful eyes I've woken up to for the past year. These sky colored eyes are one of the main things I look forward to seeing everyday, along with the boy to which they belong.

Only when the light at the front of the plane signals us that we may exit do I snap out of it. The green sign flashes out of the corner of my eye and I turn away from Niall and to my seat belt, unbuckling it, and watching as Niall does the same.

Before he stands up he places a kiss to the top of my head, then pulls me to my feet and to the exit. From here I can hear the fans awaiting us. Their piercing screams are something I've grown accustomed to lately.

The member of management that joined us on our way home, Mandy, orders all of the boys to stand in a line, then rearranges them. Harry first, Louis second, Liam third, Zayn fourth, and Niall at the back with me trailing behind him. This is for the media, and how the boys are portrayed to the world. Even though no one flat out says it, everyone knows that Harry is seen as the 'lead singer' in the band.

The door opens and Mandy cues the boys on when to go out. My hand stays tightly in Niall's as we make our way out into the sunlight. The other boys are still walking down the stairs when we get out, so we stand on the platform and look over the sea of fans. The sheer number of them still amazes me. So many girls in One Direction T-shirts surround the plane, hoping to just get a glimpse of the famous boy band.

Neon, handwritten signs catch my eyes and I read a few of them; 'Marry me Harry', 'I need a Horan Hug', and one I find quite funny, 'Come to me Louis! I have carrots!'

That joke is a little old now, but hey, I'm not going to be the one to ruin their fun.

We remain right in front of the door as the boys receive bodyguards to escort them to the van, the fans closing in on them. I continue to look out over the crowd, and that's when I see her, a girl in the middle of the sea of fans with a gun aimed right at Niall's head. Am I the only one seeing this?

Her hair is long and blond and her eyes a sparkling blue that seems to burn into my soul the longer she stares. Her icy eyes make me freeze for a few seconds before I'm jogged back into the real world as someone tries to throw their shoe at Niall.

Without a seconds hesitation after returning I turn my back to the girl and bring Niall's head down behind my own before placing a chaste kiss on his lips and whispering a quick, "I love you."

Confusion takes over his eyes and for the next few seconds I admire them, hoping they won't be taken away from me anytime soon.

Screams of terror come from where the girl was. Looks like they finally saw her.

"I love you," I say again, knotting my hands in his blond hair. He tries to look around me at where the girls are screaming but I hold him in place. He's not getting away from me.

Finally he speaks, "Wh-".

But that's all I hear as a shot goes off and the world goes black.

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