Hurray For Holidays (One Direction FanFiction)

Chapter Fourteen

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(Ellie's P.O.V)

After Abby has finished her extra-long phone convo with her mum; we finally got released from the hospital.

Quite surprisingly, Abby was acting like her normal bubbly self, not dwelling on the fact she had a near death experience. I know I couldn't just act like nothing was wrong if that was me.

 "What you thinking?" Niall asked intertwining our hands and giving it a squeeze. 

"Just happy she's okay." I replied giving him a weak smile, and he leant forward, kissing me deeply, and our lips moving in sync. 

"GET.A.ROOM." Abby screeched covering her eyes, whilst the rest of the boys 'threw up' and Harry winked playfully.

I stuck my tongue out at them all (like the kid I am) and cuddled into Niall's chest, wrapping my arms around his toned torso. Which he responded my kissing me on the head and holding me close.

"PDA guys!" Zayn groaned, whilst Niall snickered, finding it all very amusing.

As the taxi pulled to a stop, we saw flashes from outside, pictures of me and Niall cuddling, to go all over the internet, for millions of jealous fans to see, all over the world. Great.

"Stay close to me." He whispered.

"They’re going to know where were staying now!" Liam mumbled quite loudly.

"Don't worry boys." The taxi driver said. "As you problay haven't noticed, I dropped you off a few blocks away, just in case there’s crazy fan girls."

 "Thank you so much! Keep the change." Liam thanked and giving him a rather large tip. "One, two, three, let’s go, all stay together, and keep the girls safe."

We stepped out into the tons of girls, and started running, we went a diversion, so they wouldn't know where we were staying.

"Niall? Who's the girl?"

"Is that the girl from the theme park?"

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"Who's the mystery girls, boys?"

Niall, knowing how to deal with this, wrapped his arm around my waist, and gave me a quick peck on the lips, to confirm the rumours, because they obviously didn't get the idea last time.

They would have known from the pictures of us cuddling anyway, so there was no point in keeping it a secret. 

We continued to walk at a steady pace, going in the total opposite direction of where the resort was.

When we had been walking/running for about 10 minutes, and when Liam were certain we had lost them, he called Paul. And as promised he turned up 5 minutes later in his van, and we all clambered in.

 "You okay babe?" He asked me with his deep accent, which made my tummy erupt in butterflies every time he spoke to me. 

Actually, for once, I couldn't talk; I couldn't answer him, because for once I wasn't sure.

I knew about Perrie, Danielle and Eleanor. When they first came out as their boyfriends, they got a lot of hate, and I mean a lot.

I was never one to do that, it just didn't seem right, it was their choice if they made them happy, and so who are we to judge?

But even now, they get buckets of hate, and although I always appeared strong on the outside, not so much on the inside.

I'm not sure if I could deal with being called horrible stuff by millions of girls, who didn't even know who I was. I just don't know.