What the hell is their problem? This is what they always try to do, get involved in my personal affairs. It’s none of their damn business! Yeah, we’re really close friends, but my relationships aren’t something they need to get involved in.
My hands tightly gripped the steering wheel as I drove down the road. I wanted to let all my anger out somehow, but I had no idea how. Last time I did, It resulted in Asher getting knocked unconscious and then Jo demanded that I never speak to her again.
I don’t even see the point of going back to my flat. There will be tons of paparazzi and fans. A few security guards had been sent out to prevent chaos, but that’s it. I have to stay inside all the time now; I hate it.
I wish this drama would just push over. Then, things would dial down and the press would finally leave my damn property. Everything is falling apart again, and I absolutely hate it.
Jo is also another issue. Simon told me that she had a complete breakdown in front of her management. That’s hard for me to even imagine. Jo never gets mad enough to scream and yell. I’ve seen her cry a little, but nothing more than a few tears running down her face. Now she’s broken down on the floor, full out sobbing.
I wish I could help out somehow. I don’t think she has anyone there for her at all now. She needs some way to let out her feelings and right now, she doesn’t have a way.
*
“It’s okay, Jo, you can tell me anything. I promise that I won’t tell anyone,” I whispered in a soothing voice. I heard Jo take a shaky breath before speaking again, “L-Look, Niall, I-I haven’t told anyone this… No one knows the real me, I-I never even wanted you to know. I-It was just a chance meeting,” she said. A chance meeting? I always thought of it as fate.
“Y-You probably already assumed this, but I’m depressed. I go through depression, and know one knows about it, only you. I-I just can’t tell anyone else. Please promise not to tell anyone, Niall?” She sounded desperate and scared. I just wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her everything will be okay.
“Yes, I promise,” I quietly replied, “Jo, can you tell me why you’re depressed?”
“No,” Jo said, letting out another shaky breath, “I-I’m sorry, I just can’t. It’s my secret… I shouldn’t be like this, but I can’t help it. I should be the happiest girl in the world, but I’m not… C-Can I just talk to you for a little, to distract my mind?”
*
She had no one and I didn’t realize it was that bad. I didn’t realize that she probably couldn’t tell anyone because her abusive boyfriend wouldn’t let her be friends with anyone… how was she able to be friends with me?
She needs someone, and it’s no longer me. No, stop, Niall. It doesn’t matter what Jo thinks anymore. You are in love with Emily now, and Jo hates you. I am human after all. It’s only normal for me to care about others, and one of my old friends.
I finally paid closer attention to where I was and realized that I was in front of my house. I guess the loud noise from all the people outside finally snapped me out of my thoughts.
I pulled my car up in front and got out. I was immediately greeted by a large group of people. I nearly groaned out loud. I didn’t want to deal with them. I just want to get in my house and lock myself in my room, just to think in peace.
I pushed through the crowd, trying to avoid being rude. I didn’t need to be on the front of a cover of a magazine telling the world how much of an arse I am. I don’t need more drama on top of the boatload I already am in.
I apologized quietly to people as I pushed through the crowd. My voice was strained and monotone. Everything seemed to be stressful. I just wanted to get away from it all, but that’s impossible.
I finally got through the large crowd and reached the doorstep of my house. I pulled my key out of my pocket and unlocked the door. My hand searched for the light switch. I hastily found it and switched on my lights. My flat illuminated with light.
I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my coat. I lazily tossed them onto the floor. My thoughts immediately turned to Emily. I remembered her scolding me for being so messy. A small smile formed on my lips as I remembered the events of that special night.
I picked up my coat and put it on the hook. I neatly placed my shoes right underneath my coat. The shoes were side-by-side, perfectly aligned. Satisfied, I headed for my bedroom.
I switched on the light, half expected Emily to be lying there with a blanket over her sleeping figure. Disappointment flooded me as I stared at my empty bed. I sighed and plopped down on the edge. I really wanted to invite Emily over, but she had a lot of homework for college, so she would only reject my invitation.
I remembered what Simon told me. He wants me to tweet about my relationship with Emily. Dammit, I really wasn’t in the mood for that. I probably should warm Emily about it first. That gives me a reason to call her, too.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and went to Emily’s contact. I pressed call and placed my phone against my ear. My finger tapped my thigh as I impatiently waited for Emily to pick up. The resounding noise of her voice answering caused my impatience to cease, “Niall?” Emily asked into her phone, without even a greeting. Her voice sounded worried.
“Hey love,” I boldly greeted her. I wanted to sound more confident, so I pushed out all the stress in my voice, “I just finished my meeting with management.”
“What did they say?” she cautiously asked. I know that she’s nervous. When I dropped her off, I told her that it was just about the conflict going on between Jo, Asher, and I, but I think she inferred that her name would be thrown into the meeting.
“They know about our relationship now,” I admitted. I paused for Emily’s reply, "Well, what did they say?"
"Well, management doesn't have a problem with it. They don't interfere with our relationships unless something is seriously wrong. The thing is, I do have to broadcast it on twitter, because I'm too busy to be in an interview. I thought i should warn you ahead of time."
"What are the fans going to do to me?" Emily quietly asked. She sounded weak, like she was under a lot of pressure. this is what I've done to her. My fame is causing her to break, but I just can't let her go.
"They'll just be jealous," I told her, but she quickly corrected me, "They're going to hate me, hate is worse than jealousy. They're going to send death threats. They're going to create horrible rumors about me. I know about the hate the other girlfriends had, I am a Directioner after all. People made up rumors that Eleanor was a beard covering up a fake relationship. W-What are they going to say about me?"
Dammit, I don't even what to say to her. I want to be of some sort of help to my girlfriend, but I don't know what to say. I know that there is going to be hate, I can't lie to her about that. I just wish there was a way to stop it, but there just isn't.
"You have me, Emily. If you ever have something you want to let out, you can come to me-" I began, but Emily interrupted, "Niall, venting just doesn't get rid of everything."
"Then, what else do you want me to do?" I angrily asked.
I instantly regretted those words the second they came out of my mouth. They just sounded harsh and rude. Emily was scared and I just spat out a rude remark like that.
"I-I don't know," Emily stuttered out, her tone soft and scared. Dammit, look what I did now!
"Emily, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I'm just under so much stress with the problem going on between Asher, Jo, and I. I didn't mean for it to come out like that," I apologized.
"It's fine," Emily mumbled. I could clearly tell that she wasn't okay with just that, "No, it's not fine," I corrected her, "I'm clearly being a dick. I don't want to become a boyfriend that is rude like that and won't let listen to their girlfriend. I'm becoming the center of all your stress and I just am so sorry, Emily."
"Niall, really, I forgive you. I love you, so I can forgive you. I accept your apology."
She really is so amazing. She was able to forgive me, and after I was being an arrogant jerk. I really can't ask for anyone better than Emily. She is absolutely perfect in my eyes.
"I love you, too," I breathed out, the words felt special on my tongue. Those three words were meaningful. People use them on a daily basis just as a common phrase, but saying it to Emily made my heart swell with happiness.
"Emily, I think I need to tell you something, but I don't believe you'll really like it... I didn't like it as a matter of fact," I said.
"What is it?" Emily asked. She sounded nervous. Emily seems to get nervous a lot. Even if it is stressful for her, it's kind of a cute quality to have. That's just another thing I love about her.
"Well, it's the boys," I began, "They don't seem to like us dating."
"Why not?"
"Harry was most against it for some reason. He thinks I'm going to break your heart, because I used to love Jo," I told her. Emily fell silent for a minute. Doubts instantly entered my mind, "Emily?" I nervously asked, "You don't agree with him, do you?"
"No," Emily quietly said, like she was unsure of herself. My breath was hitched in my throat. Does she think that I don't love her? It broke my heart to think that could be one of her thoughts.
"Emily, I love with you with all my heart!" I exclaimed, "Every day I think about you! You're always on my mind! I just have fallen in love with every little thing about you! It hurts me so much to think that you're doubting my feelings for you! Yeah, I loved Jo, but I fell in love with you, too, and my love for you is stronger than my feelings for Jo."
"I'm sorry, Niall," Emily apologized, "I've just been worried about that ever since we started dating. I shouldn't have doubted you, I really can trust you."
A smile formed on my lips, "I've told you my biggest secrets, I know that I can definitely trust you."
"Definitely," she repeated my words. I sighed when I realized that I needed to go back onto the topic of the boys hatred towards our relationship, "Well, they all don't seem to agree with our relationship. They all think I'm just going to break your heart and that this will create too much drama on top of it all. Why can't they just be happy for me?"
Emily sighed, too, "I don't know, Niall. I'm worried that everyone will think the same as them. Maybe no one will like our relationship."
"Well, we love each other, and that's all that counts, right?" I asked. Emily quietly laughed happily, "Of course, that is all that matters to me," Emily said, then changed the subject, "Well, I have a ton of studying and homework to work on, so I better go. I'll talk to you later, Niall. I love you."
I smiled at the three special words, "I love you, too," I said, back, "Bye, love."
"Bye Niall," she replied and the phone call ended. I looked at the screen and let out a sigh. I wish I could spend every second with her, but some things are just impossible.
I finally remembered what I had to do. I got onto twitter and composed a tweet:
Niall Horan @NiallOfficial
i would like you all to meet my perfect new girlfriend @emmyhartsu she is amazing and I hope you all love her like I do !
I pressed sent, and the tweet was released to the world
SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG BUT I STARTED WATCHING X FACTOR AND GOT DISTRACTED AND NOW JUST FINISHED! Okay, comment, follow, FB like, tweet, share, and VOTE (every chapter) ! Bye lovelies!
~Lydia♥
