The rest of the weekend went smoothly. As in, I wasn't discovered by the media (thank god), my friends just thought I was at the university open day all weekend so no questions were asked, and I stayed away from the snotty 'Cheryl Doe', who never even knew I was there.
The best bit was spending time with Niall. After my little, um, 'realisation' of love-type feelings, I had ignored them and just tried to enjoy myself. (Quite successfully I may add)
And so I had to leave on that fateful Sunday day. The wind was howling as it began to pour with rain as I left with tears streaming down my face.
Lolol. What is this, fanfiction?
In reality it was grey and muggy, and our goodbye had to be in private cos press and security and it was fairly rushed because I slept in (surprise surprise).
Once I was home, I settled right back into the routine of school and activities, fitting Skype sessions in not only with Niall, but Katy and the rest of the crew as well. I felt a bit like Hannah Montana, with like a double life going on.
And there had been no false sightings or rumours, unlike in the tv show (still the best thing Disney made, legit songs). As long as the fans were concerned, Niall Horan was still a single pringle ready to mingle. So we breezed into September, the highest stresses of my life being finding time to skype/ call Niall in private and school.
I still had not seen 'This is Us', as I was planning to go on the next weekend that was not taken up by university open days.
#BADGIRLFRIEND
Actually, Niall and I still haven't really sorted that detail out yet. We're together, but not official. That means secrets, and secrets mean responsibility. And we're both terrible at keeping secrets we're excited about.
So that would explain how I knew that on their day off that Niall was coming to 'surprise' me.
Because he may or may not have accidentally told me..
This is an interval-like thing, as I try to transition from one half of the story in my mind to the other. Apologies for the delay, but you're probably past caring by now. Anyway, please comment with 'soup' if you read this. :)
I also just found the bold and italics buttons, heheheh
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Being Told You're Beautiful
Fiksi PenggemarShe felt taken for granted. Average. A nobody. Until he came along. She also likes clichés (who doesn't?!), radishes and being generally abnormal without really trying. Welcome to the life of Hane Farlow. *One Direction fanfiction*
