With Niall gone everything went back to normal. Mum still ignored me, and what not. I went back to painting my feelings. I had thrown away Niall’s phone number. What would a super star want with a girl like me? I’m normal… there’s nothing good about me.
“You ready?” Mum asked. I looked up. Mum was dressed in a satin black dress, revealing her back. “I thought it was just a business trip, mum.” I sighed. I knew she was going on a trip to meet her boy friend or what ever. I just have no idea why she kept lying to me. “You think you’ll be fine for two weeks, love?” I nodded. She wanted me to go with her to the airport.
I was waiting for the taxi to get here, so I could help mum with her luggage. I pulled out my phone, to see if I had any messages. I opened a message from an unknown number. “Hi!(: x” I looked at the message, and thought of who it could be.. I put my phone back in my pocket just as the taxi arrived.
I helped mum get her luggage. I didn’t want her to go. She always had “business trips”. When I knew she was just sneaking off. I hated being alone now. I couldn’t stand it. Which is why I was always out shopping or in the mall, just to be surrounded by people.
I heard crying, assuming it was a baby. I looked around. There were always babies crying in the airport. I looked around and saw a boy balled up. Was it him that was crying? He looked so hurt and sad. “Hurry, Brooklyn!!” I looked up, mum was already getting her luggage checked. I looked back at the boy. He looked up, and wiped his eyes with his fists. IT WAS NIALL! The boy crying his eyes out was Niall! He had bruises all over him and was crying like hell. I dropped mum’s luggage and started walking to him. I heard mum yelling my name, but I ignored her. People began getting in my way, so I started shoving, before it was to late. I finally reached Niall. I put one arm on his shoulder and he jumped. He looked up at me with the eyes of a sad puppy. I kneeled beside him.
Mum came running to me, “BROOKLYN PETERSON! LETS GO NOW!” Niall looked at me, and motioned for me to go with mum. I shook my head. “BROOKLYN, NOW! LET’S GO!” I looked up at mum and shook my head. Mum’s face hardened. “Fine, stay here with your boyfriend. I think I’ll just stay a month. I’m tired of dealing with you.” With that mum walked off and disappeared into the crowd. I sat there watching where she had walked off to. She was tired of dealing with me? That’s how she felt about me? Niall looked at me, I blinked back the tears. He hugged me. I laid my head on his shoulder. After a few minutes, we pulled away. “What happened to you?” I asked. He stood up, and held out his hand to help me up. “Fans.” He said quietly. I nodded. “Hungry?’ I asked. He nodded slightly, as we walked to a McDonalds.
While we were eating, he told me what happened. That some fans had seen him, and attacked him, looking for the boys. I felt bad, that he had to go through that, just because people were rude. “What happened with you?” He asked. I looked at my coffee, and stayed quiet. “Sorry, I didn’t me-“ I cut him off. “It’s fine.” He finished the last bite, of his burger. “Hey, did you ever get my text?” I looked up. “That was you?” He laughed, “ When you were making breakfast, I grabbed your phone and got your phone number.” I looked at him, “But why?’ He smiled his kid smile. “Because, I knew you weren’t gonna text or call. You seem different. You’re not just another fan.” I blushed. “So uh.. don’t you have a plane to catch?” Niall shrugged, “I really don’t feel like going anywhere after that.” I nodded.
“Can I walk you home?” I raised my eyebrow, “Is that safe?” Niall laughed, and put his hood up. “We can go through alleys and stuff.” I looked at him weirdly. “I’ll use an American accent, too.” I laughed. American accents sound different. They always make me laugh.
We were on my doorstep. I didn’t want to go home. I hated home, I was sick of it. I looked at Niall. “I… I don’t wanna be here.” He looked at me in confusion. “Than where do you want to be?” I looked at my shoes, brand new but already looking old. Niall placed his hand on my arm. “You alright, Brook?” I looked up, my heart pounded. He’s never called me Brook let alone call me by my name. “Do you want to talk about something? Or?” I looked in his eyes. What am I doing with Niall Horan? Why is he here? What does he want? I AM just another fan. He grabbed my hand and lead me to a park full of people. “Niall.” He lead me to a small area where the trees were growing wildly and giving shade. He laid down on the grass and looked up at the trees.
He patted the patch of grass next to him. I sat down beside him. I stayed quiet. I wasn’t in the mood to talk about mum or dad. He looked at me, and I laid back. I looked into his eyes. His intense eyes reminding me of someone I now hated. My father. I closed my eyes. I was loosing myself. I tried to grip on to being awake. But I couldn’t. I lost myself and drifted off to sleep.
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Okay well i forgot to tell you guys this! HAH! Well i was writing my stories on mibba... but i like Wattpad better so yeah.. hah.. That's why i've been uploading chapters like crazy for this fanfic LOLOLOL. But yeah! Enjoy!
xoxoxo Natalie
