Birthday Wishes 2

Chapter 21

*Niall's pov*

I was sat in the back of the police car, my hands secured tightly behind my back. The police officers were sat in the front both looking ashamed to be in a car with me. The paparazzi have started to gather with their flashing cameras and microphones like, they're going to get a statement from me in a police car.

The windows in the back were tinted black but they could still see me from the front of the car.

The car wasn't moving that fast because the paparazzi wouldn't move off the road, just dying to get the perfect photo of me to make a headline in tomorrow's paper.

They honestly can't stay out of my life for even one day. I just want to be "normal" again, I don't want to be in the public eye all the time, I need my private life.

But I can't even get that these days, none of us do, not even Leah.

I wanted to feel normal again that's the whole reason I took Troye I wanted alone time with my son. I wanted to be with him and not have to worry about the paparazzi surrounding us like a pack of dogs, grabbing at us trying to get their own piece of me.

If I could of taken Zoey too I would of but in that moment it was only Troye I could take. I had a good time being away from anyone not having to be famous and put on a smile for everyone that sees me. It's difficult and I don't like having to do it every day of my life.

We pull up to the station and one of the officers take me out of the car and lead me into the front of the station and it's no surprise that there are more paparazzi outside the station waiting yet again to get their prize winning photo of me in handcuffs.

After a long wait with having to give my details I finally get put into an interview room and get made to wait a while longer until and officer comes back to start questioning me.

"State your name and age for the recording please."

My hands were now cuffed in front of me and sat on the table. The nerves were starting to kick in. This is really serious.

He continued asked questions about what I did when I had Troye and if I intended to keep him forever to myself in the cottage.

Once he finally finished the questions he turned off the recording and asking me one more question "So why did you do it?" He still looked puzzled about the whole thing

"Because of them. The paps, I don't get away from them no matter how hard I try. I could be in the middle of the ocean and there would still be 10 of them trying to take a photo of me so they can make up their own wee story. I wanted time alone with my own son is that so wrong? I wanted to see him and not be scared to go outside and be bombarded with people that I don't know, wanting to flash a camera in my face and record the few words I say."

"It can't be easy but isn't this what you asked for?." He replied and walked out the room before I could answer.

I was sat in the room waiting for ages to find out if I could leave or not. If I'd be able to see my family again or if they we're going to put me in a cell.

The officer came back in and said that for now I can leave but there will be a court hearing in the near future. He took the handcuffs off my wrists and let's me collect my stuff.

I didn't want to walk out the door again because I knew fine that they'd still be there waiting once again.

I took a deep breath and pushed the door open, I shut my eyes as the cold air hit my face. I opened my eyes again, confused. There was no flashes, no clicking of cameras and no shouting. The car park was empty.

I took a seat on the steps and breathed a sigh of relief. For once in the past couple of years I have a moment to myself.