In Love With A Leader

Chapter 1: The Secret

Chapter 1: The Secret

Niall's POV

Some might say it's weird to love somebody many years older than you, but others disagree. I suppose you could say I'm one of those people that disagrees. It's because, yes, I am in love with someone older than me. 32 years older than me actually. Old enough to be my parent.

I know what you're thinking. Pretty weird right? Well, it's not weird when you know that's your soulmate. I suppose you could say I'm like Jacob from Twilight, minus all the dog-ness and, I'm not exactly as strong as him, but in the story, all the werewolves have this...sort of love at first sight kinda thing. I think it was called imprinting. Oh well, completely different story.

But anyways, that's how it was for me and him.

Yeah yeah, I bet the huge age difference knocked ya off. I'm guessing the gender may have too, because yes. I'm in love with a man. He's not exactly the prettiest thing to look at at all times, and he may have moments whenever it seems the world hates him, but I don't mind. I think it just adds to the excitement.

It's just hard to love somebody who you don't even know that well. It makes it even harder whenever they live in another country, and with wife and kids even.

Now I know that's pretty much a sign saying "back off" but I can't help myself. I feel wrong for loving a married man, yet I don't regret it one bit. I don't and will not regret my feelings towards someone. I won't have it.

But now...now is my chance to shine. Okay not right right now, but by tomorrow, I will have seen him. I would have shaken his hand. I would have touched him by this time tomorrow. It makes me want to speed up time, but I still want to take it slow. I need to plan things like this out. I don't even know what I'm going to say yet!

"Hello. I'm Niall Horan, and I'm in love with you."

"Ditch your wife and come with me. I'll show you a good time."

"Age is only a number. Just like my dick size."

Okay that last one is kinda weird, so mark it out.

It also makes me sound small...

Ugh, I just have no idea what I'm going to say. I'd ask someone, but the thing is I haven't exactly told anyone about my little...'crush'. I felt now a perfect time to tell somebody though.

Well, if you call the perfect time a moment when everyone is ignoring you and talking to someone else.

"Hey. Hey Louis," I said poking his shoulder.

"So I said- hey Niall- no way! Why in hell's name would I do that?"

"Louis I need to-"

"So he said- not now Niall- 'Why not?' and that just really-"

"But Lou, it's important."

"What do you want Niall?"

"....If you're busy I can-"

He turned to look at me and crossed his arms. "Go on, spit it out." I looked over at the person he was talking to, which turned out to be Harry, and he took that sign to leave us alone. Louis groaned once he went away. "This better be good," he told me.

I nodded, "I think it's great. But...I don't know what you'll think."

He gave me a small smile and said, "Niall, if you think it's good then I will be happy for you or..whatever it may be."

I took a deep breath and looked down at the ground. "So, you know how we're going over to America, right?" I asked. I raise my head back up to see him looking around.

"Um Nialler, we're kinda in the airport about to go there right now, so..anyways, just continue," he told me, probably wondering what all I was about to say. He was right though. We were waiting for our flight to America. The boys and I was actually on our way, soon.

"Yeah, I know we are. That's the thing. I'm just kinda nervous," I explained dully.

He gave me a confused look then said, "If it's you being nervous about performing for the President, don't worry. He's just another man. You'll-"

"He's not just another man!" I said cutting him off. He continued to give me that same confused look.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were..so into politics," he apologized. That's the thing though

It's not the political part I'm into.

"Louis, I'm in love with the President of America. I love Barack Obama," I told him, telling the full and honest truth.

He stared at me with wide eyes for a few moments then threw his head back with laughter. "O-Oh Niall! You're so h-hilarious! That's funny! You love O-O-Obama!" he stuttered out between laughs.

"Louis, I'm-"

"N-Niall, you pull a lot of f-funny things but this? HAHAHA!" he kept laughing. I rolled my eyes then looked back to him. I looked into his eyes with a stern look which made his big smile and crinkled eyes fade away into a more serious look.

"Oh my god, you're being for real. I am so sorry, I just would've never thought you..wow," he said, his voice being obvious he was sorry. I nodded, "It's alright Lou. I understand. It's weird and kind of funny."

He opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted with the sound of Zayn's voice. "C'mon guys! We're gonna be late for our flight!"

Louis raised his wrist to look down at the timepiece. "Oh shit, we are," he looked back up at me. "Let's go! Wouldn't want to miss our way to your lover." He winked at me then turned around to walk through the crowd of people to find our gate. I rolled my eyes in slight amusement and followed him until we boarded the plane.

[A/N: So this was really short. Other chapters will be longer, I swear. Also, I must add that I'm a sucky writer so don't expect this to be too great. Anywhore... #nibama]