Chapter 6

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Brooke's POV

after, it was so different.

Niall would protect me even if a fan tried to hug me. I was still a big secret to the media, so people assumed he was being like a brother. Only if they knew...

Every night I would sneak into his bunk and cry myself to sleep as he held me in his arms, singing me to sleep and playing with my hair.

He fed me a lot, because I wouldn't eat.

It was insane, one night, a few hours, would change my life completely.

I had gotten better now.

I joked like I used to, and smiled and laughed.

It doesn't sound like much, but it was a huge improvement from earlier.

I was almost 100% the same again, but there was something tugging my heart telling me that I'm in for a huge surprise.

I sighed, being locked up in my dressing room while the boys practiced.

My phone lit up from the corner of the room, my background of Niall holding me up and me learning down, kissing him.

It was my TMZ app with a new urgent update:

ONE DIRECTIONS NIALL HORAN NO LONGER SINGLE? APPARENT GIRLFRIEND ON TOUR WITH HIM?? FANS GO ON RIOT ON TWITTER!

My eyes got huge, I quickly slid the screen.

NIALL HORAN: TAKEN AND GIRLFRIEND ASHAKEN?

Niall Horan, the only Irish member of one direction has recently slammed Ellie Goulding and denied any relationship with her ever.

"It was all publicity!"

Both of the blondies claimed in a recent interview.

But is Niall now dating again? In his interview, Modest! Management confirmed the "Brooklyn" he was talking about in the interview was just a friend. A source has said the rumors are true, and his girlfriend has even taken him to her hometown!

The lucky girl is apparently One Directions tour partner... BROOKLYN BEST! Fans on twitter are madly upset about this.

Bad words have been censored for website safety.

"What a little attention wh*****!"

"Obviously that little bi*** is dating him because he's more famous than she'd EVER be!"

"WTF?! I JUST HEARD THAT NIALLS DATING THAT FUGLY BROOKLYN CHICK?! #hoeee"

These have been a few fans tweets. Tell us your opinions in the comments below!

My phone slipped right out of my hand from the sweat. Immediately, I wiped my hand and picked up again, logging into twitter.

I had gained 1345 new followers.

So I clicked on my recent tweet and saw all the replies.

Death threats even.

I lay on the couch and freaked out, my "mom" would find out and freakin escape jail I bet.

"Brookie?" Niall whispered.

I appeared the door, assuming he'd be mad.

My hand reached out to twist the door handle, but somehow, I couldn't do it.

I clasped my eyelids shut and twisted it quickly.

"Baby-" he stopped. "Stop crying babe, it's ok."

He embraced me in a hug and rubbed my back.

•••••

"LUXXXXXYYYYYY!" I picked up the blonde girl while getting my hair done by Lou.

"Oh gurl." Lou said mockingly as she ran a flat iron over my hair. "I heard you and little Nially Boy Boy are an item."

Lux made a "sour lemon" face.

"EW! BOYS ARE STINKY!" She pinched her nose with her fingers, her other hand waving the air. "P.U!"

I laughed and sat her in my lap. "Yeah we're together, for about a few weeks."

"WHAT?! I THOUGHT WE WERE LIKE... BESTIES!" She mock-cried.

"LOU DON'T MAKE ME FEEL BAD!" I cried out.

"Sooo.." She winked. "How much do you love him"

I lifted my butt up from the chair and looked around to make sure Niall wasn't listening.

"A whole lotsa bunches."I stuffed a handful of Chex Mix into my heart-shaped mouth.

Lux facepalmed lightly, and shook her tiny head.

"Your hair and makeups done! You go rock it tonight!" Lou threw up a 'rock and roll' hand sign and stuck her small tongue out.

I had that little rush I got every time before I started to go on stage. This time was different.

Everyone knew that I was dating their idol now. They all knew. And Directioners, they're the coolest people ever... But also the scariest.

Suddenly, I was facing 10s of thousands of fans.

"Hey everyone!" I said with my bubbly voice on stage.

I saw girls in the front row flipping me off, which really hurt me at first, but I got over it.

I strummed the first strings to my song, Liar.

"That's all you are," I started off.

"SHUT UP YOU HAVE THE WORST VOICE EVER!!!"

"Go starve yourself, fat cow!"

"So funny, you actually think you're a somewhat good singer!"

Through all of this, I knew I had to go on.

I just kept telling myself repeatedly

It will get better.

It will get better

It WILL get better.

Finally after what felt like 1028393 years, I was finished with my part.

"Thank god she's gone!" Screamed a, sadly, beautiful girl.

~

The next day, the hate wouldn't leave.

I stayed in bed all day until rehearsal. I just kept replaying the tweets ad Instagram hate pages with thousands of followers in my head.

At rehearsal, I couldn't think straight. I was singing the wrong lyrics, drifting off, and getting weak.

" listen here." My concert director pulled my arm as I winced. "You suck today! Just plain out SUCK!"

That pushed me over.

I ran outside, trapped. On every side, there was a group of mobbing teenagers.

So I sat.

Simple as that.

"Your hand fits in mind like its made just for me..." A Directioner piped up.

"But bare this in mind it was meant to be..." Another one sang.

"And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheek"

(A/N: I suck.

Seriously.

I haven't updated in freaking forever! I need to write a chapter on my computer soon haha. I love you all and I'm busy as heck so I apologize!!!)

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