My Stepbrother

Chapter Nineteen

"Do you think it bothered him?"
I asked concerned.

"No, why would it?"
Liam was confused.

"I don't know, but I intend to."
I said running after him.

"Hey.."
I said kinda jogging, he was 6 feet away and I wanted him to acknowledge my existence.

"Hey"
He didn't pause nor stop

"Hold up."
I asked, still jogging.

"I'm going for walk."
He said, still not turning.

"Let me go with you"
I asked quietly, since now I'm only inches away.

"You already went for a walk with Liam. I don't see why you want to go for a walk with me too."
He was obviously pissed off.

"Because I want to."
I replied trying to cool his fury.

"The problem is, you don't know what you want do you?"
He finally stopped and looked at me.

"What do you mean?"
I was trying my best not to understand because deep down I knew I did and I didn't like it.

"I thought you were different, at least mature. But you're just like all these fans who love us as a band but are not In Love with a certain member where they love him passionately. All you wanna do is have your spring adventure and go tell your friends and diary about it right? Because you simply don't care how it made the other person feel. You're such a stereotype."
He stormed with tears in his eyes.

"W-why are you saying that to me?"
I was tearing up.

"What happened between you and Liam when you went for a walk?"
He asked.

"What the hell Niall what's wrong with you?!"
I was crying.

"I asked you a question."
He repeated.

"And I'm not gonna answer it Niall you're being paranoid!!"
I cried even harder.

"No I'm being right, and you're being a horny teenager!"
He yelled.

I said nothing I just ran away from him, as far as I could. I never imagined that he'd say such thing to me let along mean it.

I ran for good 10 minutes before I found myself some place where it felt right to collapse. I fell down and cried every inch of my emotion out. I stayed there for like, an hour or so, when my phone started buzzing because of the messages from Louis who was concerned where I was. I never thought he'd be like this. I always thought he was this little perfect guy who's so gentle he won't hurt a fly, apparently I was wrong. He CAN and will hurt whoever attacks him. I wasn't as sad as I was disappointed. But then again, I was still more than thankful to be a part of this, and of course, I did what I do best. I blamed myself for this. I started thinking of why is this my fault, and surprise surprise many reasons popped into my head. I went back to the bus after being away for two hours, Louis was so worried something bad might've happened to me, after all he IS my current older brother.

"Where have you been??"
Asked Louis as soon as I stepped foot in the bus.

"I went for a walk."
I answered quietly. I dried my eyes and tears but there was nothing I can do to regulate my voice.

"You should've told me, you got us all worried."
Louis said concerned

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it was that big of a deal. I'll tell you next time."
I faked a smile and walked to my room. And by that I mean the separated bed they hooked curtains before it creating a fabric wall.

Moments later Louis followed me.

"What's wrong?"
He asked.

"What do you mean?"
I asked.

"You wiped your tears before getting on the bus and you went for a walk for goddamn two hours, who upset you? Did the boys do anything?"
He was worried about me.

"I've noticed that since you came but I didn't wanna talk about it in front of the guys"
He continued.

"Thanks. Thank you for caring."
I said.

"You're my little sister for starters and a huge fan of us. We promised to be there for our directioners and that's what I'm doing right now, so tell me."

"You won't get it, it's fine it's nothing."

"As you wish. But when you feel like talking know that I'm always one call away, okay?"

"Okay."

"I love you."

"To infinity and beyond."
He left as soon as I said that.

Great, now Louis' on the line too. God bless this vacation that's been nothing but bad luck ever since day 1 aka today.

'Can we talk?'
My phone buzzed with this message from Niall.

I literally sat there numb and paralysed. Like, what shall I do now? I mean, it's not easy for me to ignore him I feel like I HAVE to answer him, after all I do blame myself for everything that's happened tho I did nothing wrong, yet it's not okay for me to ignore the fact that I was hurt. He insulted me and he saw me crying and running away, he didn't even bother to follow me. That's not something you do for people you love.
After struggling with myself for 10 minutes my phone buzzed again.

'Listen, I'm sorry I called you that, I was just way too furious to choose my words. I got jealous because you were out with Liam to get dinner and you came back with no dinner, like, what were you doing all that time? I know for sure you weren't baking cookies! You should understand that, I didn't mean it.'

I stared at my phone for a good 5 minutes, if it weren't Niall Horan would I believe any of this? Or just because it's Niall? The odds are that being Niall Horan makes you more trustable.

'You don't have to worry about that. I'm going home in a couple of days, you won't have to see me again..'
I replied shaking. I wasn't going home in a couple of days like hell no I was just trying to make him feel guilty.

"You're not going anywhere."
Niall said as he opened the curtains and walked into my room.

"What?"
I asked.

"I said you're not going anywhere. I couldn't believe this happened and that you came, you can't take that away from me."

"But Niall I have to go home, I want to. I'm not feeling well."

"You will, just give yourself some time. And since no dinner whatsoever was served, how would you like to go out? I know this really good place."

I smiled.
"I, I'm tired. Maybe some other time."
I stated.

"Yeah sure, now get dressed we're going."
He smirked and let down the curtain. He did NOT take no for an answer.