Chapter Three •
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•3 Days Later•
My room is completely empty, everything is already at the house. But, since the boys are famous we are taking the private jet, leaving in about an hour.
The boys scared me a little by showing me YouTube videos of them getting mobbed at airports so I am pretty terrified. But the boys agreed to protect me (Along with like 5 security guards) so I'm feeling a little bit better.
I cried all night with my mum. I know most kids wanna get away as soon as possible but when it really happens, it is really hard. Right now me, Niall's mum, my mum and One Direction are in the van on the way to the airport.
Our mums aren't coming in because of fans so we are all in back so we have room for hugs and kisses.
The car come to a halt and I immediately jump into my mums arms. We hug for a good 10 seconds before we have to exit the car. I give my mum once last kiss and step out of the car I am deaf and blind. Flashes and screaming.
I start to pick up the pace looking at the ground though my ray-bans until someone pulls my hair. I fell backwards and people were saying really hurtful things.
Someone pulls my arm and I scream but immediately stop when I realize its just Niall. He held me under his arm until we got onto the jet. As soon as I get into the bathroom and take off my sweater and cry. Until a knock come to the door.
"Tori open up" Niall's soft voice says through the door.
"Just leave me alone for a bit." I say softly while my voice shakes
"Well Liam has to pee, so it's either he pees on your stuff or you open up" Niall said while chuckling
"Okay! Okay, okay." I say frantically getting up to check my appearance while putting my sweater back on. I look like a mess. But then again Niall has seen worse. When my dad died I cried for days.
I open the door and jump right into Niall's arms and lead him to the back so we can talk..
Once we enter the back I close the door behind us and take of my sweater only to hear a gasp fall from Niall's lips.
"Tori, Oh my gosh! You're arms!" He says getting up and walking towards me.
I look down at my arms to see they are completely scratched up and bleeding from the lovely fans.
"Tori, I'm so so so sorry this is all my fault" he says looking at the ground only to look up and meet my eyes. He looks sad.
"Niall it's not your fault, it's not even that bad." I say softly, trying to lighten the mood while looking in his eyes also.
We stare at each other and he starts to lean in, so I do the same.
My stomach lights on fire begging for me to touch his lips...
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