Unwanted (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter One

Niall's P.O.V.

I always knew I was different from the rest of the lads. I looked different, talked different, and sometimes even acted different. I used to always think that we were a family and loved each other despite our flaws. Sure, I knew there were things that I know they didn't like about me, and there were things I didn't like about them either. I thought that's why we were close. I thought they were my best mates, but I guess I was wrong. That one concert slowly began to prove that to me.

**flashback**

"HELLO, NEW YORK CITY!" Louis screamed at the audience. I was quite a large one, one of the largest we have ever preformed in front of. The audience cheered loudly. Signs scattered throughout the crowd, girls snapping pictures on their phones, half of them almost in tears.

The first song began playing, it was Little Things. Before the show we had decided, well Louis, Liam, Harry, and Zayn decided; apparently I wasn't invited to this meeting, to start the show with Little Things. I listened to all the boys sing, waiting until I was to come in.

"I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape

You never want to know how much you weigh"

I heard Harry begin to sing,

"You still have to squeeze into your jeans

But you're perfect to me"

I took in a breath and began our duet.

"I wont let these little things

Slip out of my mouth"

I began to sing, but I quickly realized, no one could hear me. My mike was on, but Harry kept singing louder than me. Whenever I would get louder to match him, he would go even louder, overpowering me.

"but if it's true

It's you

It's you

They add up to"

I finally just gave up trying to sing with Harry, I knew no one could hear me anyway. I just got ready for my solo.

"I'm in love with you

And all these little things"

"You'll never love yourself

Half as much as I love you

You'll never treat yourself right darlin'

But "

I started my solo. I was doing pretty good. Then Harry came back in with his part before I could even finish. I knew he did it on purpose. None of the other guys thought it was strange, they kept going. I was stunned. How could they do that to me? On purpose even? A few fans noticed they looked almost as shocked as I did. Most fans didn't even notice they kept swaying to the music as though this was the original version. I couldn't pick up the mike for the rest of the song. I just stood there and looked into the crowd, wide eyed, mouth open, and tears threatening to form.

"We're gonna take a quick break and be right back!" I heard Liam yell to the audience. The boys hurried off stage, I followed slowly behind.

"BLOODY HELL WAS THAT FOR!" I screeched at them as soon as we got backstage.

"What?" Harry asked innocently.

"UHM I DON'T KNOW, SINGING OVER ME AND CUTTING OUT MY PART." I said still fuming with rage and hurt.

"Oh yeah, we meant to tell you we were cutting you out." Liam said. He reached down and grabbed waters for everyone and tossed it towards them. I didn't get a bottle, he only handed out four.

"Why?" I asked a little bit calmer, but not much.

"Didn't sound good." Zayn muttered. I glared at him. He was one of my best mates. He was so protective over me and now he.. He... He is acting like douche. I could see the pain in his eyes as he met my gaze but I was too fuming to even notice.

"Hey, Niall," Louis said, "why don't you stick with guitar the rest of the night?"

"B..Bb....but I don't..." I stuttered.

"Butts are for smacking," he said, getting a round of giggles from the others as they headed on stage leaving me behind to walk back by myself and strum a few chords so they could sing.

Tears begin to from in my eyes. I wiped them away and walked back on stage.

"Assholes" I muttered as I walked past them taking my spot with the band in the way back.

Later in the concert things got even worse.

"Hey, how bout we play a little game." Harry said in the middle of the concert. The audience cheered. "Niall, why don't you come over here." He continued.

Oh so now you want me. I slowly walked toward the boys. Giving them each a mean stare. I haven't forgiven them and a little attention now won't change my mind.

"Now, Niall here, is a bit of a food addict." Louis begins. He comes around behind me and rips off my shirt. I go wide eyed at the crowd. I look to my left to see Zayn staring at me with pain in his eyes. I plead with him in my eyes but he just shakes his head no and smirks at me.In return I give him my death glare.

"Niall, do ever go to the gym? I mean seriously." Liam says wiggling my arms around. He already knew the answer.

"And thank god you got those teeth fixed." Harry continued. By now I was on the verge of tears. The audience laughed at me.

"And your hair too, you are an ugly brunette," Zayn joined in, his eyes looking lost but his face saying otherwise.

That set me over. I considered Zayn to be my best mate, better than the other boys. Tears were flowing down my face. I flipped the guys off before running off the stage. I ran onto the tour bus and went to my bunk. I sobbed and sobbed till I fell asleep. Why would they do that to me? I thought they were my friends.

**end of flashback**

That was at our last concert, two nights ago. I have barely uttered a word to the lads since, not like they tried to talk to me too much. What they did hurt me, a lot,no, a ton. I only hope tonight's concert will be different.

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A/N hope you guys like it. I originally wrote it but watt pad deleted it for some reason. I like this version a bit better anyway. And before you say anything I'm not trying to hate on any of the guys. I know they would never think about doing this. And Niall is perfect. He is my favorite because he is so different. Anywho, hope your enjoying it ,more to come, and possibly more adopted later.

Kisses,

-A (jkjk I love pll)