The Ticket

Chapter fourteen

Niall had finally told management he was not going and they said they understood. We had been hanging out every day. I felt like I couldn't live without him. I also felt like I had to fight off all the girls and make sure they new we were together . The tour left two days ago and he is still here. I was texting him.

Niall: hey honey!

Me: hey babe

Niall: watcha doin?

Me: watching tv.

Niall: come over

Me: you come over

Niall: please :)

Me: fine but you better have checkers set up when I get there!

Niall: deal

I didn't feel like getting out of my pjs. So I didnt! I took the bus and walked a block. When I got there I walked in and Niall was asleep.

"NIALL!!!!!" I Screamed

"Crap! Why did you do that?" He said after falling off the couch.

" I thought you were dead." I said sarcastically.

"Uhuh!"

We played checkers and visited. After a while his phone rang.

"Hello......... Huh?...........how?....... Ill tell them.........tell him I said sorry mate.........k .........bye."

"Who was that?"

"Harry."

"What's wrong?"

"Zayn fell and broke his arm."

"How?!?!?!"

"Some girl tryed to pull him from the stage."

"Ughhhh! That makes me sick! People are crazy."

"Yep. Some if them are. He's okay but he is in a cast for nine months. We get to sign it." He said with a weak smile. I could tell he was worried.

"It's okay. He's okay. Don't sweat it."

"I will try not to."

We watched some tv and hung out. Fans can be crazy.