Chapter 1

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It's about ten o' clock at night. I sit in my room on my bed, and study for my history final. I'm reading about Marie Antoinette when my phone beeps.

To: Addison

Hey babe. I miss you.

xx Niall

Niall is my boyfriend. In secret. He doesn't want me to get death threats, and hate mail from 1D fans. If they found out, I'd be a disaster. I text Niall back, and wait for his reply.

To: Prince Charming <3

I miss you too. How's the tour going?

xoxo Addison

I put my textbook down, and mark my page. I put it on the desk, and get out my CD player. I put in my "Take Me Home" CD, and play all the songs. Song after song, I miss Niall more.

"He's on tour. He'll come back. He's your secret boyfriend. Don't let anyone catch you." I tell myself. I walk into the bathroom, and brush my hair. After about an hour of the loud, upbeat songs, I play the soft, soothing music on their album, and crawl into bed. I kiss my hand, and blow into the air.

"Goodnight, Niall. I love you." I fall asleep, and dream about going to a 1D concert. I'm front row, and screaming and cheering. When all of a sudden, I get pulled on stage. Niall announces something into the mic.

"Hello everyone! How are you all doing tonight?!" The fans scream, and he smiles. "I'd like you all to meet someone. I've known her for eight wonderful months, and she makes me happy. I'd like to introduce my girlfriend, Addison." The fans scream, but this time, it's out of anger, and hate. They all scream "boo!" And scream hurtful things at me.

"We'll kill you, Addison! That's a promise! Niall is ours!" That comment, was a definite threat. I'm in tears, as I run off the stage.

"Niall, you better find her. You don't want to lose her." Liam tells him.

"Thanks, Liam." Niall finds me in the bathroom, crying. He says that he loves me, and doesn't want me to cry anymore. I almost stop crying, until a "fan" finds me, and chokes me. As I run out of air, I wake up.

"God. I'm scaring myself. Don't dream like that, Addy. You're fine. That will never happen." I tell myself. I look over at the clock. 3:00 AM. School starts in five hours. I can't sleep. I turn the lamp on, and pull out my text book.

"Marie Antoinette, born an archduchess of Austria, was Dauphine of France from 1770 to 1774 and Queen of France and Navarre from 1774 to 1792. She was the fifteenth and penultimate child of Holy Roman Emperor Francis I and Empress Maria Theresa." I read in my text book. I study for an hour, then I jump in the shower. I sing my favorite 1D song, and after about fifteen minutes, I get out. I put on my One Direction shirt, and braid my blonde hair. I put my textbook in my backpack, and I walk downstairs.

"Good morning, Mom." My mom doesn't even look at me. She just holds a letter in her hand, and looks sad.

"What's wrong, Mom? Is it Shane?" Shane is my mom's boyfriend. He's a little jerk. He treats her like crap, but she still loves him.

"No, honey. Don't worry about it, okay? Go on to school." She doesn't know about Niall, either. I can't tell her, because she'll call me crazy. I put my backpack in the passenger seat, and drive to school. I look at my scars on my arms, and remember the dark days of my life. When my father cheated on my mother, and left us. He was always drunk, and was never home. I pull my sleeves down, and just keep driving. I pull into the parking lot. My phone beeps.

To: Addison

Morning, princess. Have a wonderful day, and I'll call you later.

xoxo Niall

I text him back really fast. I rush into school, and unlock my locker. I get my books out for first period, and I sit down. I quietly study, and then the "Popular Clique" walk in.

"Hey. It's Addison. The nerd girl." They walk in front of my desk, and shove my book on the floor. Papers fly everywhere. I get up, and walk over to her.

"Hey. Why'd you do that, Emily?" She just ignores me.

"Excuse me? I said, why did you do that?" My tone of voice turns harsh. She still refuses to answer. I grab her shoulder, and slam her up against the wall.

"Hey! When I talk, answer me back! I've never done a thing to you!" She just laughs.

"Ooh. Man hands can actually talk. Get away from me, freak." I punch her in the face. We get into a fight, and the teacher walks in. Crap.

"Hey! Stop that! What's going on here?! Explain yourself, Addison." I release Emily, and she looks stunned.

"She threw my textbook on the floor. Then, when I asked her why, she wouldn't answer. Then, she called me a freak." Mr. Hobbs sighs.

"Emily, is this true?"

"No! I'm a good girl. I don't go attacking people when I have issues!" I lunge at her, and Mr. Hobbs grabs me.

"That's it! Addison, you are 17 years old. You're not a child anymore. Get your things. Principal's office. Now." I hesitate, but I slowly walk to the Principal's office. I hate popular girls. They think they're better than everyone. Well, they're not. I don't even go to the principal. I walk to my car, and sit in silence. My phone rings. It's not a text. It's actually a call. From Niall.

"Hey babe. I wanted to hear your voice this time. How are you, my love?" I smile.

"Eh, I got in a fight with someone at school. No big deal. I'm glad you called. I needed to know that you're still here.",

"I'll always be here. Who did you fight with? I'll kill her. Anyone who makes you upset is an enemy of mine. I mean it." I want to melt. Niall is so sweet.

"Thanks, Nialler. I love you. I wish I could see you." I smile.

"I know. I wish I could see you, too. If only you could come on tour with me and the lads. I just want to protect you from the crazy fans. You know what I mean?" I sigh, and say yes.

"Good. I love you more than life itself, and I'd never do anything to hurt you. You are my princess." I blush.

"Aww. You're too sweet, Niall."

"Nope. You're the sweetest person in the world. Can you do me a favor?"

"Sure. What do you need?"

"I need you to go to the field of flowers, and pick a bouquet for yourself. That way you know you're beautiful." I tell him I'll go, and we hang up.

"Why would he want me to pick myself a bouquet of flowers? That's odd."

I drive to the field of flowers, and get out of my car. I see someone standing there, looking at the sky.

"Nice view, huh?" I look stunned when I recognize the voice.

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