Last First Kiss (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction) (*ON HOLD*)

Chapter Eleven - They Don't Know About Us

Niall's P.O.V

I logged onto Twitter on my phone.

@NiallOfficial

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My Twitter page was the same as normal with my last Tweet and a couple of Retweets and reply's to some people. Oh yeah, and a lot of personal messages. I decided not to look at them, couldn't be assed.

It was then that I clicked on interactions:

'@NiallOfficial please don't say it's true! :('

'@NiallOfficial and Amy Brookes ? Aha no way!'

'But I thought that @NiallOfficial was dating me ? :/ guurrr what a bitch!'

And various other Tweets similar to those. I stared at my phone screen, confused at first but then I realised. Amy and I must have been papped or something when we were kissing. It was pretty obvious! Great! Now my girlfriend and most possibly maybe even the love of my life was probably going to break up with me because of the stress that usually comes from this!

Amy was still sleeping peacefully so I decided not to wake her just yet and dared to carry on scrolling through the tweets:

'Wtf?!?! Why would he date that slag? @NiallOfficial , I am disappointed in you.'

'Who the hell is @Amy_Brookes ? Who does she think she is?! @NiallOfficial'

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There was a picture there of me with my arms around Amy, kissing her and leaning against the car. How could I have been so stupid? I scrolled down more to find other pictures and photos and various other nasty tweets that I don't want to repeat. The fans and Directioners got us as One Direction to the top. Without all their votes, views, love and basically everything they did and still do for us, we would still be just five normal boys. They give five normal boys the opportunity to fulfil their dreams and for doing that, we owe them everything. But seriously, this is the one thing that bugs me about them, well the majority of them anyway.

Whenever a One Direction member gets a girlfriend they all go crazy and turn really nasty! They should be happy for me! They should have been happy for the fact that I am happy! I pressed the compose tweet icon and started to type something but deleted it all. I was sure by now that the 1D boys would be backing me up anyway and to be quite honest, I didn't really feel like arguing. I just suddenly felt so down.

One minute I was remembering the best night of my life with my gorgeous girlfriend and then the next, I was turning on my phone to see people practically screaming abuse at me and chucking it all back in my face. I was going to have to explain this to Amy and I feared the worst...