Treacherous (Niall Horan)

Carnival

"Hi." I say as I open the front door. Niall smiles. He's dressed casual, jeans and a shirt. Bill is right behind him, his back towards us

"Hi. You look beautiful."

"Thank you." I blush a little. I turn to yell to Megan. "Megan! I'm going!"

"Okay! Be safe! Use protection!" She yells back.

"Shut up!" I turn back to Niall. "Ready?"

He nods.

I close the door and turn around. The paparazzi's camera flashes are blinding and the group of fans are loud. Niall grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze.

"Keep your head down." He says.

I nod and we follow Bill to Niall's car. Bill has to push through the paparazzi and the screaming fans. I get pushed a little. Niall has me in front of him, pushing me through the crowd. We finally reach the car. Niall helps me in, then makes his way to the driver's side. Once he's in, he lets out a loud sigh.

"It's crazy. You know, the attention that we get. I mean, we're just normal lads living our dreams. It's not that big..." He says. I chuckle.

"You have no idea how you make the fans feel, do you?"

"Well, I have an idea..."

"Ni. You're their savior. When they're upset or having a bad day, they turn on your songs and everything is so much better. You have even saved lives. People who have cut themselves, now they just have scars. The people who were just a shadow if themselves, are now happy and bright. You've done so much for them just by being here. They don't care if you don't have any idea of who they are."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm one of them..."

"What?"

He reaches for my wrist, but I pull away. He looks at me, eyebrows raised, I sigh and let him. He pulls my bracelets back. My old scars still visible. His expression changes from confused to concern.

"I'm better... I haven't done it in a couple months..."

"You seem like such a happy person though..."

"People who cut, are great hiders. We mask a lot."

"Never. Ever do it again? Please?"

"Okay."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Good." He brings my wrist up to his lips and places a light kiss on it. I giggle and link my fingers through his. He turns the radio on and Story Of My Life comes on. Oh god. Niall laughs, which makes me laugh. He starts singing along. I'm in awe that I'm watching him sing. Just me and him. He looks over at me, still singing, and he smiles. I look down and smile. He lifts up both of our hands and starts dancing in his seat. I laugh and join him, singing along with him. We get strange looks from passing cars, but we don't care.

"THE STORY OF MY LIFE!!!!" Niall sings really loud, ending the song. We burst out laughing. Both of us, near tears from laughing so hard.

A couple more songs, including You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift, and we're at the carnival. Niall gets out, and is surrounded by fans. Bill finds his way to him and helps clear a path to me. Niall opens my door and I get out. He wraps his arm around me and we quickly make our way through the crowd. Once we're in, the paparazzi and fans are forced to stay outside unless they buy tickets. A couple fans buy tickets, but most of them stay out.

"You know, you're really good at singing." Niall says.

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are!"