Triangular love [Niam]

Chapter 1 - Niall

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I scoop a big amount of popcorn and I put it in my mouth. Zayn is looking at me with a weird face. I ask him if he wants any, but he declines. His loss. For some reason the food here is really good. I tried a poutine the other day and I have to admit, it’s one of the best things I ever ate.

I try to concentrate on what they are saying on the TV but I hear Liam say Harry’s name and my heart stops for a while. I turn my head around to see his expression. All I see is fear, sadness and confusion. Poor guy I wonder what happened.

-          What is it Harry? I ask.

I’m too curious; I don’t like to wait when it comes to those things.  

The boy’s head is looking down, gazing at the floor and Liam is still looking in front of him, mouth wide open.

Since no one answers me, I decide to take the curly boy’s phone from his hands.

-          They are out of control, I mumble.

I don’t like my fans nor do I love them. I adore them. But sometimes, they go wild. Right now, that’s what they’re doing. Sending hate to Danielle on Twitter because she broke up with Liam. Some people tell her that they’re happy that they broke up because she didn’t deserve Liam and that she should just die in a whole.

-          Damn it guys, tell us what’s going on! Louis shouts, tired of being left out.

I hand him the phone that I kept in my hands and take Daddy Direction’s hand because this time he is not the one looking out for us, but his brother’s looking out for him. At my surprise he starts crying. We don’t see him cry often but when he does it breaks my heart.

I won’t tell him it’s going to be okay because I know it won’t be okay for a while. Sometimes our fans are persistent.

-          Maybe you can call Danielle and ask her if she is alright. I’m sure she would be happy that you still care about her after the break up. Zayn proposes.

He nods and takes his phone of of his pocket. Harry, Zayn and I look at each other and agree. We get up and and leave the room.

-          No, Niall, please stay.

I stop and I hear him whisper another “please”. I don’t know why my heart beats so fast right now. It’s bothering me. Maybe it is because I am worried about him. That must be it.

I take a seat next to my best friend and I put my hand on his shoulder to show him my support.

“Danielle, are you alright?” I hear him ask his ex.

Then, I hear crying. I can’t help but feel really bad for those two. Why can’t they have a normal break up? They were sad about it, of course, but it would’ve been so much easier if everyone would leave them alone. I hate to feel this way but I am starting to get a little mad at our fans to make things so hard for those two.

When Liam hangs up, he pulls his legs close to his face and he wraps his arms around them, swinging like an old woman on a rocking chair.

I honestly, have never seen him like this and I’ve known him for a long time. I want to help. And I will.

-          Come here Liam; let’s go to your room.

I wrap my arms under his big, strong shoulders and I help him get up the stairs. He is so weak, so tired it makes me want to read him a story and sing him a lullaby until he falls asleep. I open the door to his room and I gently push him into bed. I make sure his head is on the pillow and that he is all tucked under his sheets. I don’t want him to be cold. I’m about to leave when I hear a “Stay” almost not noticeable if you don’t listen carefully.