Why Me? (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 99

So you guys do you all the like the trailer for th sequel? It took a long time haha so i hope you liked it!! Thanks for getting my 35k reads its amazing! Thanks

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Chapter 99

I woke up squashed against the wall of the tour bus and Niall had me pinned. I started to get cramp in my leg and i had to get out of here. I placed my fingers under his chin and tickled him gently. He stirred in his sleep slightly giving me more room to move around. I took this oppurtunity and plunged my fingers under his arms and tickled him in his weak spot. He tossed and turned and ended up nearing the edge of the bed.

I tryed to grab him but it was too late. Niall rolled straight off the bed and onto the floor sending a massive shake through the bus. Oopsy!

All the boys popped their heads out of their bunks as they tried to hold in the laughter like i was.

"You better run while you still can biatch" Niall hollered!

I took my oppurtunity and hopped off the bunk sprinting into kichen and ducking below the counter. I hugged my knees to my chest as i heard the pitter patter of Nialls feet walk around the bus.

I feel sick. I feel really...really sick. I sprang up not being able to make it to the toilet and puked into the sink. My palms became sweaty as i gripped the side of the bowl. Memories flooding back to me of the times i used to purge.

I hate puking. It just reminds me, reminds me of the past. The dark days. When i was so sick of life that i wanted to die!.

Niall smiled caringly as he took my hand and we sat on the sofas

"Are you okay?" He asked kissing my forehead. I nodded lying.

I didnt want to worry niall. He has to concerntrate on the tour. Not his girlfriend.

I posted a tweet

; sick of being ill! Grr

I got some nice messages back. Some nasty. But i ignore them, its pointless even rising to, all they want is a reaction and they're not gonna get it.

Ive been seeing some magazines lately. Ive been on the front page a lot. Sometimes its bad, sometimes its good.

The press like to raise the bad issues not the good! They mention the scars, the weight, the past and the rumours. Half of it is a load of shit really. But looking over to the brighside ive had some wonderful things happening lately. Even in some magazines and internet blogs ive been given the title 'fashion icon'. I read a girls fashion blog. She said i was'quite the fashionista' with 'a modern twist to the vintage look' she said i 'could be seen being quite the model' in the future.

Im not sure if fashion is my thing but id love to do a bit of modelling for shoots in the future. Niall said i should try attempting a music career. I sing to him a lot, he plays the guitar. He said he'd back me all the way but i dont think im ready. Maybe sometime when im older i will think about going for it. But right now im quite content with life. I switched on the bose and hooked it up to my ipod as i banged out 'Rock Me' on full blast. I dont think Henry was happy, or even Zayn for that matter.

I felt ill again, i stood up giving him the knowing look and walked over to the bathroom.

When is this going to stop!!

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Sorry it was so short and undetailed, i wrote a really long and detailed chapter and it got deleted :( so sorry its just a filler!!

A lot of these are gonna be fillers until we get to the end which will be a cliff hanger hah but the sequel comes out the day after (: <3

Love you guys

Mia xxxxx