It's Complicated

Chapter 17: Twitter Addicts and French Kisses

"Niall Horan single again?! The One Direction star was reportedly heard fighting with his long-term girlfriend Poppy Styles who is the sister of bandmate Harry Styles. E news understands it was over a fight with Louis Tomlinson who was apparently in a bad way after having to say goodbye to his girlfriend Eleanor Calder. Perhaps there's some terrible love triangle going on here? Tune out now Niall Horan fans as the Irish blondie then went on to tweet a selfie of him and Miss Styles kissing on their balcony overlooking the Eiffel Tower-" Niall switched the TV off with a grumble.

"Don't listen to them Niall, they just want to make money!" I said and he sighed. I thought he was mad, but pulled me into his chest. Most of that interview was true apart from the part about Niall being single; we were definitely still together despite disagreements. The cute selfie was now my phone background, and I had now got a Twitter! Niall had complained about it being more expensive to use his phone in Paris and that sending me that picture was too expensive so he made me create an account so I could screenshot it off of there. Niall had spent ages teaching me how to use it and I was literally hooked, I was tweeting everything and anything and had done my first official follow spree after the boys had given me a shout out to get the fans to follow me. I almost forgot the reason why I had never made a Twitter, it was great fun! That was until I clicked on my mentions. Most of them were lovely cute messages and I happily clicked follow, but some were just horrible. I replied sarcastic remarks to some, but others I just reported. Being with Niall had taught me that words couldn't bring me down and I felt empowered as I tweeted back to my loyal followers that waited on my every single tweet and spammed with with hundreds of messages a day to get me to follow them.

"What you doing there Poppy? Twitter again?" Liam smirked as I was tapping away on my phone. I was having a nice direct message conversation with a fan who had asked me to follow a few people before I had even followed her bless her.

"I might be!" I said. I lifted my chin defensively causing the boys to crack up. Harry carried on after the others though. He had his phone in his hand and I could see the blue banner that indicated he was on Twitter himself. I guess he had just got my latest tweet.

@misspoppystyles: @real_liam_payne wants me to give you his number! Get my next tweet!

Liam snatched Harry's phone off of him and read it with a glare.

"You dare Poppy and I swear-" he warned.

"What will you do Leeyum? Will you get your boxing gloves on me?" I joked causing Niall to burst into fits of laughter. Liam didn't respond, just shook his head with a smile.

That day we were going to do some sight-seeing around Paris before the boys went on stage that night. Niall and I were going to mooch off by ourselves as I guessed being in the city of love we were going to do a certain amount of PDA and the boys may get annoyed. We walked out of the hotel together but walked off in a different direction quietly.

"I think we've lost them..." Niall smirked and placed a kiss on my temple. Niall talked ten to the dozen as we walked over the bridge across the Lourve and over to the Eiffel Tower, but we both fell silent as we walked underneath the giant structure. It was amazing and went up so high. Niall ran towards one of the legs and attacked it but a security guard told him off for climbing. I giggled as he made his way back to me solemnly.

"Hey Poppy, take a photo of me underneath it!" Niall begged. He was like a little puppy, hyperactive and excited. I took his phone and snapped a couple of him pulling ridiculous poses and then he took a couple of me standing cutely and then he got an English speaking couple to take one of us both. They were just going in for the last photo but we were photobombed by four crazy boys diving on us. Luckily Niall and I were only hugging at this point instead of kissing like in the previous shot so we were saved from any embarassment.

"You think you could get rid of us that easily?!" Louis mocked sounding hurt. None of us had officialy apologised since yesterday so Louis' tone took me as a shock and he could tell so he wrapped his arms around both of us and gave us a quick hug. We took this as a peace offering and hugged him back.

"Let's go get some lunch, I really want to try some snails!" Harry said earning an eyeroll off Niall. I shrugged helplessly at him, realising our day together was now ruined. Graciously I took my phone back off the couple who were just standing there awkwardly. I thanked them and found the photobombed photo. It was a good shot so I set it as my Twitter header, these being the most important people in my life right now.

@misspoppystyles: @NiallOfficial @Harry_Styles @Real_Liam_Payne @ZaynMalik @Louis_Tomlinson ily <3 pic.twitter.com/838jdwodjed83398

Their phones beeped simultaneously as we walked across from the Eiffel Tower to a small authentic French cafe. One by one they looked at me with a gracious smile except from Louis who of course tackled me into a hug and ruffled my hair. One Direction weren't very popular in France clearly as we could walk into the street and not be recognised apart from very few.

"I like France, I can be normal!" Niall remarked. I nearly wanted to cry when he said that. Niall had previously told me that he loved being famous and living his dream, but he wanted the best of both worlds and sometimes wished he could just be normal, like when we went out to Sainsburys to not get photographed buying some bread and milk. He took his hand in mine under the tsble at the restaurant and translated the menu seems as I couldn't understand it and he assured me he was great at French. Being the tourists we were, we ordered a large helping of frogs legs and snails and Niall added on fries at the last minute.

"I'm surprised you haven't already had snails Niall, you eat anything!" Zayn joked. Niall shook his head, surprised at himself.

"This is the first time I've been to France!" He admitted and Harry nodded.

"Poppy and I came to France before, but we stayed in the Eurodisney complex," Harry explained snd my face lit up. I felt the boys turn to me and waited for me to say what was on my mind. I glanced at Harry who was waiting innocently like the rest of them, but once he was the glint in my eye it was evident he knew what I was going to say.

"No!" He said' "Absolutely not! Poppy!" He warned. Ignoring him I prepared the boys for my story.

"Harry told me he wanted to go on this Winnie the Pooh ride," by the time I said this Harry had hidden his face under his napkin. I paused to laugh then began again, "So we get on this ride which basically tells a Winnie the Pooh story and Harry starts screaming when Winnie the Pooh gets stuck in the honeypot. He wouldn't stop screaming so he jumped out of the car onto the set and hid behind a cardboard bush for an hour before the ride operator got our parents and could get him out!" I was spluttering with laughter now as was everyone else and Harry's face was bright red with embarassment.

"Just think of it as payback for throwing me in the ocean in LA!" I muttered and Harry glared daggers at me.

Needless to say the food was an accquired taste. It was disgusting, but food was food for Niall so he ate all of our portions for us. In the afternoon we went on a river cruise on the river Lourve which made Niall feel a bit queasy after the amount of food we ate so we got off early and went back to the hotel room. I got inside the door and he kissed me sweetly and I was taken aback.

"You've recovered quickly!" I said.

"I was never ill!" He said with a wink and a smirk and pulled his lips to mine once again in a french kiss, since we were in France after all.