The Joke

Chapter 3

Niall's POV

" Heya guys" I tell the security boys outside my home. As soon as I opened the door, Miranda was going back and forth some meters away from the door.

" What the hell Niall?!" she snaps loudly.

"What's goin on?" I ask, having no clue where this anger of hers is coming from.

"You went out with that fucking waitress today! All these 6 hours you were gone.. with her! What the hell was that? And what the hell are these?!" she almost screams and throws me some sheets of paper, which I quickly understand they are some photos. " You're dating a fuckin poor and ugly girl while you already have a girlfriend! You have a perfect girl, a model who's here for you and you treat like shit!" she adds.

I almost laughed at her words but that's enough. She's so arrogant, selfish and racist! I take the fallen pictures she just threw on my face. It's all Annie and I. We're hugging, laughing, she strokes my cheek when I had some chocolate on it and the last one shows me when I covered ourselves with my jacket.  Every single moment we spent together will be soon learned from the whole planet. Isn't this scary? You have billions of people criticizing you and your surroundings, what you do and where you go. No personal life, no secrets, nothing.

" Why?" she suddenly asks, turning to face me.

"It's not what it looks like, firstly." I finally speak.

" You have to be kidding me." she lets a laughter, her arms crossed.

" I'm serious. I met her to apologize for your fucked up behavior yesterday. " I firmly inform her. " You should thank me for trying to fix your fault." I add.

During our 6-hour meet up, Annie told me many things about her past. She moved in the UK some years ago, because she wanted to have a better future and luck. Her mother died from cancer when she was 8.. Her older sister passed out from the same disease 5 years later. She was 12 then. She also said that the only thing she had in her life was her father, the man who worked 3 jobs simultaneously for his daughter and her best growing up. I admire him already, he's a hero. Annie generally hadn't a good life... Now, she's here to work on her own,  pay her own bills, her own rent and debt without any help. Miranda made things worse when she caused Annie's dismissal. I can't forget what she has done.

" Thank you? Why should I? I supported our side in her offensive comment while you were laughing like an idiot! Should I apologize then? Niall,you have lost your mind."

"Don't we go there again. I just can't believe you haven't changed opinion! I'm so worried about you." I respond.

"Really?Really?You sh-"

My phone started buzzing and cut her off. Thank you phone. I immediately pick it up.

"Yeah?"

"Niall,it's Courtney Neigh." one of the managment team.

"Oh hey Courtney.Is something wrong?" I ask her as she only calls me when something's not alright.

"Sure it is"

"Tell me."

"You know Niall. What was that today's morning?Who was that girl? Where was Miranda? What the heck Niall?" she snaps.

"I met the girl yesterday, we had a dinner with Miranda and something happened so I had to apologize for her." I reply.

" But you know that you and Miranda are the greatest couple of the year. You know that your fans adore you two together. You are very important. Together. Why are you going to ruin what we tried to build up all these past months? Huh? Answer me! The entire modest is freaked out by your actions. Fix what happened. Put an end. Do it. Don't meet that girl ever again. Just please. Are you still on the line?"

"Yes,"

"It's the first and the last time we ask for something. The next one we demand. Do you understand me?"

"I do."

"Good afternoon." she hangs up.

I'm so tired of being their object, of their useless lie. What does it matters who I date? Why does it? My real fans care about my happiness,  not about my personal life. Right?

When I turn back Miranda is not there. I don't have the mood to talk to her anyway.

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"I'm traveling to Sydney tomorrow" Miranda informs. "I have photoshoots and I'll attend a fashion show..So, I'll be there for at least a week.." she adds while packing up her things.

"Okay," I say, laying my back on the bed.

"Stay away from that girl. Please." she suddenly change the topic.

"I don't make any promise on that,sorry."

"You keep making me feel terrible! I'll be made fun of, the cheated girlfriend! You are.. You are.." she trails off.

" I am what? Say it, fuckin say it. " I insist , standing up.

" You are a waste of time. You're difficult in every single thing, you just can't agree with me, you never did. I'm curious why I am here for. You're always against me, you only kiss me when they tell us to. You're also so ugly, yes ugly. Inside and outside. Ugly, untalented and too ambitious. You think that being the funny or crazy one,  you make people feel better and laugh, but the only thing you do is to be stupid. An actual idiot. Let's not refer-"

"Shut the fuck up" I cut her off. I allowed her speak too much.

" You also think that-"

"Shut the fuck up!!" I scream. " Don't you get it?!"

"Truth hurts you a lot"

"Truth bothers you a lot." I fire back.

" You just dont like to hear it Niall. To hear that nobody but only your family gives shit about you. All beside you, your friends , except your family, everyone else are there for you because your money and fame. Nothing else."

" Stop it"

" You know it's true,  why you dont accept it?"

I wanna smack her down right now.

" Tomorrow you're leaving?"

"Yeah" she quickly replies.

"Don't ever come back here." I respond and leave.

She's screaming, breaking things, belittling me all the time. I don't give a fuck. I'm getting rid of her in less than 24 hours.

I'm going to make a sandwich when my phone rings again. I quickly pick it up.

" Niall..." I hear her voice and sobs. She's crying. She's fucking crying.