Bullied [Niall Horan Fan-fic.]

The Concert.

{Niall's P.O.V}

Today we have a benefit concert at a local park and I'm not really looking forward to going. At concerts there's always signs for the other lads but rarely any for me. We need to be at the park in about a half an hour so I start getting ready.

I put on tan chinos, a red t-shirt and black and red nikes. After spiking up my hair and putting my braclets on I walk downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and grab a water bottle.

"Hey bud. Excited for the concert?" Harry asks sitting down on one of the stools.

"Hell yeah!" I exclaim with fake enthusiasum. I always have to put on a fake smile during concerts. It really sucks.

"I can't wait to see all the fans." He says smiling.

Yeah, all the ones that hate me and tell me to kill myself.

"Niall your phone's ringing!' Louis calls from the living room.

So that's where I left it.

I jog into the room and he hands the phone to me.

"Hello?" I say answering the call.

"Hey Ni!" Jasmine chirps from the other end.

"Hey Jaz! You still coming to the concert?" I ask sitting on the armrest of the couch.

"I'm soo sorry Ni. Nick called and said we have practice in an hour. I can't make it." She says sadly.

"It's ok. We can just hang out tomorrow. Have a fun practice." I say trying to hide my disappointment. I really need her there for support.

"Ok. I'm sorry Ni. I'll see you tomorrow." She states. After saying bye we both hang up. I fall onto the couch and play with my bracelets.

"You alright mate?" Liam asks sitting next to me.

"Yeah. Just bummed that Jaz can't go to the concert." I reply.

"It'll be alright mate. She can go to the next one." He says patting my shoulder.

"Who's going to the next what?" Zayn asks flopping on the couch next to me.

"Jasmine, going to the next concert." I reply. He rolls his eyes and flips the tv on. I was about to ask why he was being an ass but Liam said we needed to leave.

"How are you tonight London?" Harry shouts into the microphone. We just started the concert and it's ok so far.

The screams of the girls get louder and I hear them screaming stuff like:

"Harry, I love you!"

"Louis I love your bum!"

"Liam Payne Marry Me?!"

"Zayn your AmaZAYN!"

I hear not one person scream anything for me. I'll be honest and say it hurts. It hurts that no one loves me.

We start off by singing What Makes You Beautiful. Then Best Song Ever. Then a bunch from our Up All Night album. We start singing our last song, Little Things, and something catches my eye.

A bright pink poster that says, 'Niall You Are Perfect!'. Next to that one is another that says, 'I <3 Nialler!!'. There were about six that say about the same thing.

I sing my part of the song with tears in my eyes. One poster lowers and standing there was Jasmine with a big smile on her face. Behind the other posters were all the girls from Jaz's dance group.