Only Exception // Niall Horan Fanfiction

Chapter Eight

[Bree's POV]

It's been a month since One Direction left and do their last leg for their tour. They're seizing and enjoying the following concerts because after the tour, they'll now take a break which makes them kinda sad because they'll kinda stop seeing some fans so maybe they will just interact with them with their social medias. Going to the happy side, they will have a time for themselves and just sit down and relax. They can be lazy anytime because they don't have to worry about tours but maybe some music videos, I'm not sure in the music video thingy. I just really don't know if they are going to have a break like literally out of the spotlight or just a break from concerts.

I'm here with Little Mix playing Lightning. They've been a guests and I'm the assigned guitarist to play them so yeah.

"That's so good girls!" The VJ said after singing the song.

"Thank you!" They chorused
"Have any schedules or something right now?" The female VJ asked them

"Well, you know, we're thinking what should be a next single to release and hey, some shows." Leigh-Anne answered.

I'm not a fan of them either but I need to know their names because it will be embarrassing if I don't.

After the mini interview, we all now stormed out of the radio station's building and they get to their van except me, going to the van for the staffs and everything.

While on the road, I checked my Twitter because of boredom. I'm not really socially active, I just have these social media accounts because of my job. I'm just Facebook and yeah.

Scrolling to my newsfeed, observing the essence and everything on Twitter, well I'm getting hang on it! Then there's this Suggested People to Follow, I saw Niall's name. @NiallOfficial aye? I tap the username that leads me to his profile.

I checked his bio, icon, cover and tweets. Boy, sure all of his tweets are about sports. Specifically, Golf. I don't understand what he is saying except for football and UFC well I watch those. I'm not a fan of Wimbledon but it just makes me laugh when females' match they were just all like, 'wooh', 'hooh'. I don't know, it's just makes me laugh. Instead of focusing the game I just laughed at the entire match.

So yeah, sports, complementing other artists, messing up with the fans and talking about the album. Random tweets aye?

I checked my other social media accounts to check his. I laughed while stalking him, he sure does love to take a selfie. Checking my Instagram feed, I have no pictures of mine there except my precious guitar and notebooks. This is photography my people.

Finding out, he follows me. I followed him back, in all of my accounts. Did I take the wrong move or what?

I shut my phone out of my face then it vibrates. I read the notification on my lock screen. It's from Twitter.

'@NiallOfficial: @[insert username], missing me? ;)'

My eyes bulged out of his tweet. And look, he didn't messaged it! He tweeted it! I groaned. I didn't reply to his tweet showing off that I don't care. Of course, I need to win this game.

Smirking at my phone was first time.