Top Secret 2[ON HOLD]

Chapter 19:

Lia's POV:

I was greeted on the runway by Preston, Niall's security guard. He helped me grab my bag and took it for me.

"Niall hasn't stopped talking about you the moment we got into the car to drive here. Thank god you're finally here." He laughs.

I giggle and smile as Preston leads me past a few hallways, some very narrow hallways and them twisted ones. These must be the halls the boys use when they travel somewhere so the fans don't get to them.

"Almost there, Miss." He says.

"Thank you for greeting me, Preston." I smile.

He nodded and fixed my rolling suitcase because it got stuck on a metal piece in the floor. As we got closer and closer to where Niall was, my heartbeat was getting faster and faster. I had intense butterflies and every moment Niall and I spent together made my heart ache. I was happier than anything in the world to finally see him but I was nervous.

"This way." Preston says, placing his hand on my back.

We took a sharp turn and it took us into the center of Ireland's airport. I looked around and saw fans screaming and taking pictures of me.. What?

"Lia! Will you take a picture with me?!"

"Rose! Rose! How is Harry?!"

"Oh my god it's Harry's girlfriend!! I've never seen her in person, but she's so pretty!"

I was getting mobbed by these fans of Harry's and the bands, and I couldn't help but feel so helpless. I lost Preston somewhere along the sea of people and I could feel my anxiety rising like a volcano.

I stood and took pictures with some girls and signed a few things in magazines. I answered a lot of questions and girls asked me to follow them on twitter. Then I heard some really disgusting comments about Harry's penis size, what it's like to have sex with him, and how much do we have sex. Then I was called some really revolting names and I couldn't help but feel really upset, what did I do to them? Harry and I aren't even dating!

"Girls! Harry and I aren't dating! We are just friends. I didn't take him from you, don't worry." I say confidently before waving them all off into crying happy girls.

I felt a hand grab my wrist and pull me out of the crowd and I looked up to see Preston trying to pull me away from them. Cops were all around us and trying to clear the way for us. I was in tears and I was so scared, and I'm a CIA agent. Shit like this scares people and I could only imagine how bad Niall's claustrophobia made him act in these situations.

"He's over there. I'll take your things, go give him a proper hello." Preston smiles.

I searched around for a bleach blonde head, and pale Irish skin but I couldn't find him.

"He's tan now." Preston giggled behind me, pointing me in his direction.

I saw a tall, tan, rather muscular, dirty blonde haired Irish boy waving me down. My heart stopped looking at him when he smiled, he got his braces off. He was tan. He was tall. He looked so mature, so handsome from the last time I saw him.

Before I could even think, my feet did for me. I was running through people and running to him. I almost fell over someone's bag but I managed to just trip but gain my speed again.

Niall put his phone in his pocket and opened up his arms and bent his knees a little for me. I crashed into his arms and he picked me up with my legs wrapped around him. You could hear my muffled sobs in his shoulder, as he rubbed circles on my back. His other hand was supporting my rather large ass so I could stay on his lap.