Remembering ( Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 41

"Happy birthday" A girl said to me. I smiled and said thank you. Some of these people were from my old school. Some from my uni when I was going. I known half of these people.

"I know half of these people" I said to Valerie. She nodded, all I knew here was Ed, Little Mix, Cher, the lads, I believe that was Allison, Some girls from uni, the girls, my family, Niall family.

"Well, go and have fun" Harry said to us. With a drink in his hand.

"Harry, lets dance. Got to show these bimbo your mine" Valerie said looking at some girls that were looking at Harry. He smiled and wrap his arms around her.

"I only have eyes for you" He kind of slur at the end

"Hmm, Hazz bear, have you been drinking" She said, he smiled goofy.

"I'm saying a yes" I answered she smiled and grabbed his hand.

"Its sounds like a Harry thing" She said, making me laugh. They disappeared into the crowed. I look and saw Perrie, showing her band mates the ring. Zayn was next to her, proud. Eleanor and Louis were dancing. Liam and..... DANIELLE! What? I thought she had a boyfriend. Oh well. I saw Niall laughing his head off with a drink in his hand. Of course he would drunk, its Niall were talking about. I saw him laughing with one of his friends. I think Tom, and a girl was with him. I look closer and it was Sam. I saw Ed go on stage.

"Anyone wants to sing a song with me?" He asked, a little bit drunk. I rose my hand with about 5 other people' Melody! The birthday girl" They turn to me and I went over to the mic.

"Lets sing you need me man" I said to Ed and he smile. He started playing and I got into the beat

Now I'm in town, break it down, thinking of making a new sound I singed and everyone started cheering.
Playing a different show every night in front of a new crowd
That's you now, ciao, seems that life is great now
See me lose focus, as I sing to you loud
And I can't, no, I won't hush
I'll say the words that make you blush
I'm gonna sing this now

See, I'm true, my songs are where my heart is
I'm like glue, I stick to other artists
I'm not you, now that would be disastrous
Let me sing and do my thing and move to greener pastures
See, I'm real, I do it all, it's all me
I'm not fake, don't ever call me lazy
I won't stay put, give me the chance to be free
Suffolk sadly seems to sort of suffocate me

'Cause you need me, man, I don't need you Ed sang with me. I smiled and look out at teh crowed. Niall was smiling, proud. He is so drunk.
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me, man, I don't need you

You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you
You need me, man, I don't need you at all
You need me

Does he write his own tunes? Does he write his own verse?
Hell, don't need another word-smith to make my tune sell.
Call yourself a singer-writer. You're just bluffing
Your name's on the credits and you didn't write nothing
I sing fast, I know that all my shit's cool
I will blast and I didn't go to Brit School
I came fast with the way I act, right
I can't last if I'm smoking on a crack pipe

And I won't be a product of my genre
My mind will always be stronger than my songs are
Never believe the bullshit that fake guys feed to ya
Always read the stories that you hear on Wikipedia
And musically I'm demonstrating
When I perform live, feels like I am meditating
Times at The Enterprise when some fella filmed me
'A young singer-writer like Gabriella Cilmi'