Pour Your Love (Diall)

Pour Your Love

CHAPTAH ONE

Demi's P.o.V.

"Which boy band is your favourite?" An interviewer asked me.

"Well, I've met a lot of boybands such as The Wanted and Big Time Rush," I began answering. "But, my favourite is One Direction."

"We're not sure about this... But, do you have a crush on any of those boys?" Another interviewer asked me.

"Yes, actually. I sorta have a crush on Niall Horan."

"What did you like about him?"

"He's cute and funny and kind," I replied. "I have a big crush on him."

Yes, he was my favourite. I can consider myself as a Niall girl. But, that doesn't mean that I don't like the other boys. They are all nice, but, Niall is my favourite.

"Do you want to date him someday?" An interview asked me once more.

"It depends on him," I answered. "If he doesn't want, then, it is also a 'no' from me."

Finally, the paparazzi and interviewers went away. The interviews were always tiring. It was so awkward when I released sweat in front of them. So. Very. Awkward. I went back to the studio to work on my fifth album, Lovestruck. I recently turned 23 some days ago. But, love is for any age. Even eleven year olds have love.

"Demi," Simon was in the studio, waiting for me. "You are still not done with the Neon Lights Tour. You still have to go to England."

"Yes, Granny Simon," I said. Wait, what?! Not. Yet. Done?! It's been two years since the tour began and I haven't finished yet?! Oh, right...

The X Factor was in the way.

"Demi!" Simon yelled at me. "You aren't paying attention!"

"Sorry, Grandma."

"Sigh... Demi, if you get the tour over, we can work on the album faster."

He was right. If I did stick to his plan, we can make this album way easier.

"Yes. I will do it!" I shouted with determination. Wow, I'm like a seven-year-old agreeing to do an errand for money from his or her parents. In shorter forms, I am crazy.

Meanwhile, in England...

Niall's P.o.V.

Nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom, nom! I will never stop eating until the end of time and space!

"Niall, stop eating!" Louis yelled at me. "You're going to get fat!"

"So, what? It's my birthday!" I said with food in my mouth. Yep, it was my birthday and no one would stop me!

"Louis," Harry called out. "You never see him get fat, do you?"

"Right, whatever."

"Niall," Liam called out to me. "Slow down a bit. You might choke and die."

Well, he was right. I should slow down a little bit... NOM NOM NOM NOM! A real Nando's Birthday party can't be stopped! I can hear the three groan while Zayn kept texting Perrie.

"Louis," Liam said. "If you don't want to get distracted by Niall's eating, why don't you text Eleanor like Zayn? Well, except for the fact that Perrie is his WIFE now."

"Fine. I'll text her, if you text Sophia."

"Deal."

While the three were texting their girlfriends (and Zayn's wife), Harry walked up to me and whispered something in my ear, "Enjoy your birthday and don't let them get in your way. It's your day and no one can stop you."

He went upstairs and I smiled. Even though he's a pervert, he's a nice guy. Just, don't talk about something dirty.

"Have a question for you, Niall," Zayn said.

"What?" I questioned with food in my mouth.

"Why don't you invite Demi? I called Perrie and her girls to go here and eat later. Liam and Louis called their respective girlfriends," He said. Demi? She was the last thing on my mind. We aren't close anymore. But, we're still friends. Just, not so close anymore.

"Yeah, invite her," Louis joined in.

"Are you sure? We're a bunch of Brits and she's American," Liam told us.

"Don't be a racist," Louis said. "That's why we accepted Niall and Zayn, even though they have another kind of race."

I smiled. Louis was also kind. But, he is nicer than Harry because Harry would just whisper weird and dirty words in our ears. Back to the topic, he was right. Liam shouldn't be a racist. And, Demi isn't just an American. She has some Spanish and Irish blood, I think. So, what's Liam's problem with that?

"Alright, alright. I'll allow her," Liam smiled. "For Niall James Horan to kiss her."

What?! Kiss Demi?! We're just friends! I wanted to yell that out, but, it was too hard to blurt that out to someone who's already allowing you to get Demi in.

"Bros," Zayn called out to us. "I had a chat with Demi through FaceBook and she couldn't make it for Niall's birthday. She was busy working on an album."

That. That suddenly crushed my heart into pieces. Yes, I had a HUGE crush on Demi.

"Aww... Guess Niall couldn't kiss her," Louis said.

"But," Zayn continued. "She can make it tomorrow. She has a concert and she's bringing Mister Simon along, so, they can work on the album while Demi's seeing Niall."

My heart rebuilt itself. Demi is going to come here?! With Mister Simon Cowell who is now helping her?! YEEHAH! No, wait. That's for cowboys. WEYHEY!!!!!!!!!!

"WEYHEY!!!!!!!!!!!" I stopped eating and stood up, dancing. Then, I ran outside, yelling, "Demi's coming to England! Demi's coming to England! DEMI'S COMING TO ENGLAND TOMORROW!!!!!"

I saw Harry looking at me from the window of his room, "Don't get too crazy about that!" He doesn't want me to have a girlfriend because he'll be alone.

Then, Liam came out of the flat running after me, "You still have to kiss her!"

Then, I stopped. KISS DEMI?! THAT'S TOO HARD FOR A BOY FROM MULLINGAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"DO IT!" The whole neighborhood yelled at me. I sighed.

I really had to do it.

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End of Chaptah One

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