A/N:
Hey guys! I just wanted to let you know that this whole book will most likely be in Niall's point of view (pov) because it's based all around Niall and how he feels in tours and stuff. ENJOY!
Standing in front of my mirror in the dressing rooms, I fix my shirt and pants and make sure I look decent. The guys and I had just come of stage about 10 minutes ago from out Europe Tour and we're about to go out and sign things and get pictures with all the VIP members.
"Alright guys! Time to come out and socialise with your fans!" Simon says as we walk out of the room and into a room with a long table next to a long black drop board where we stand for our pictures. "Harry! Can you sign my CD?" A little girl asks. She looks about 13 years old with short brown hair (Chelsea Burnell!) "sure sweetheart." Harry says back and signs it and asks her a question and she nods. Harry passes it to Louis. Louis signs it and passes it to me. "Hello love." I say nicely. "Hi Niall." She replies sheepishly. "What's your name?" I ask as I take out my sharpie. "Chelsea" she replies. I write Chelsea, hope you enjoyed the concert. Love Niall x. She smiles as I pass it to Zayn.
Next, another girl comes in. She skips over to Harry with a grin on her face. She has curly blond hair and is wearing short shorts with a singlet tucked in. She talks to Harry and he grins. She whispers something to him and he looks in my direction with a sad face. He nods his head and signs the CD. He passes it to Louis and he signs it and smiles. He turns to me and his smile fades. "Sorry mate. She doesn't want you to sign it." He says. I look down on the desk suddenly not interested in the world. He puts a hand on my shoulder as I pass the CD to Zayn.
We then go over to the pictures. The girl goes to her mum and then to Simon. "Niall. Come here for a minute." Simon says as I make my way over to him. "She doesn't want you in the photo." Simon says. "Oh, okay then. Yeah." I say. Looking at my Toms and walk behind the set. "OLIVIA! Get Niall in the picture!" Her mum says. "Which one is he?" Olivia questions. What?! "THE BLONDE ONE!" I quickly rush over in the picture and stand in the far corner next to Louis.
When we get home, I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge. We all share a mansion. "I'm gonna go lie in bed for a while guys. I might fall asleep." I tell them with no expression whatsoever. I close the door and lie on my bed, my face in my pillow and I scream into it. Letting all of the tears rush out. "WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?!" I scream, more tears coming out. A knock on the door sounds as someone walks in. "Hey, you okay?" Lou asks me as he sits beside me. "No. They always do this to me! They hate me Lou! You're the one who is funny and has great eyes, Harry is flirty and hot, Zayn has the best hair and Liam is muscly. I'm just the blond Irish boy!" I yell. "Calm down man. You're loved by heaps of fans. Now, get some rest."
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