Chapter 4.
“Well go on Niall, don’t leave us hanging.”
I rubbed my hands over my face and started fiddling with my bracelet.
“I’m gay.”
Silence.
That’s all I could hear.
The crowds’ jaws were hanging open and they were staring at me like I’d just grown an extra head.
Jake was blinking extra fast, trying to see if I was joking or not, while imitating a goldfish.
But the boys.
They were the worst.
Their eyes showed all of the emotions I didn’t want to see.
Bewilderment.
Sadness.
Hurt.
Confusion.
And the worst of all..
Disgust.
Jake finally came to his senses and wrapped up the interview.
“..Well that’s all we got time for folks! We’ll see you next week with Paloma Faith, The Vaccines and Alicia Keys!”
“And we’re out!”
The boys still weren’t talking, so I got up and headed towards Jake.
“It was nice meeting you Jake, thanks for interviewing us.”
I reached out to shake his hand, and he shook back.
“It was my pleasure. Oh, and Niall?”
He pulled me close and whispered,
“Good luck.”
I looked him in the eyes and saw genuine care.
“Thanks Jake, it means a lot.”
“No problem, here’s my number if you ever need to talk to someone.”
“Thank you. Goodbye.”
“Bye Niall.”
I turned round to head backstage and saw that the boys had left and so had most of the audience.
As I walked, I decided to send out a tweet to my followers.
Niall Horan @NiallOfficial
I couldn’t keep it a secret anymore. I’m sorry. Love you ya crazy mofos x
I pressed tweet.
Now, to find the boys.
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Okayy so I know it's not much but while I write a longer chapter I thought I should give y'all something, soo, ta-dahh!!xx.
Also, LEAH SHOULD HAVE WON THE VOICE UK!! Check her out on the side!xx.
Untill next time my sugerplums x.
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The Real Me
FanfictionPretending - pre·tend [pri-tend] to appear falsely, as to deceive. I was sick of pretending. Sick of lying. Sick of hiding the true me from everyone. My family. My friends. The boys. The fans. Management. My name is Niall Horan; I’m part of One Dire...
