Once we were safely home, Niall and I checked the computer to see if the pictures of us had been uploaded yet. He told me that it was a bit soon, but I had to know.
Sure enough, there were hundreds of pictures on Google. It had only been an hour ago that they were taken, and somehow the paparazzi had managed to upload them.
"Shit, they're fast."
I read the captions.
'Niall Horan From One Direction Spotted With Mystery Girl Outside of Restaurant!'
'Niall Horan's New Girlfriend?'
I looked at Niall with tears in my eyes.
"Babe, what's wrong?"
I blinked the tears away and told him I was fine. This was bad. My parents would see this for sure, and when they did, I knew they were coming after me.
I looked at the clock.
"It's late, I should be getting home."
He gave me a questioning look.
"Are you sure it's safe? I mean, your apartment? You can stay at my place again, if you'd like."
"No, it's alright. I think I just need to go home and think about some things. I can clean it up too. I'll call you in the morning."
I looked into his eyes and for a second I saw a flash of something. I wasn't sure what it was; concern? Hurt, maybe? But as quick as it appeared, it was gone.
"Ok, I'll drive you home."
"No, it's alright. I can just call a taxi."
"Are you sure? I mean, I'm not trying to smother you, but are you sure you'll be okay with that?"
I smiled weakly and nodded. "Yes, I'll be fine."
I kissed him and walked outside to the waiting taxi. I hopped in and closed the door. I gave him my address and looked out the window at Niall's house as it got smaller and smaller while we drove down the street. I'm not going to lie, I felt pretty bad about snubbing him, but I needed to be alone tonight. I had some things I needed to do.
When we arrived at my house, I paid the driver and walked to my apartment. The door was closed, so I used the key I had hidden on the top of the light and opened the door. Everything was still a mess. I cleaned up the apartment in about an hour and walked to the computer and logged into Facebook. I checked my messages and I had about 400 from every person on my friends list. I also had a couple thousand friend requests.
What the hell?
Every single message that I read said something along the lines of 'OMG YOU KNOW NIALL? OMG YOU'RE DATING NIALL? OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG.'
I deleted my account then and there. I would make another one later under an alias and let my close friends know what had gone down.
Twitter was next on my to do list. My mentions were absolutely CRAZY.
Some of the fans said nice things like,
'OMG you're so cute together!'
'Nialler finally found his princess :)'
'you guys, just get married already YOU'RE PERFECT'
'omg, that girl is flawless.'
Others didn't have as nice things to say...
'ugh, you ugly skank. GET AWAY FROM MY NIALL.'
'you're fat, just die already.'
'niall's mine, bitch.'
Some people wrote the nastiest things. I closed my laptop and a few tears rolled down my face. I didn't understand why people were so mean. Niall deserves to be loved.
Wait.. do I.. love him? Don't be stupid.. you've only hung out with him a couple times. Stop being so desperate.
I was too tired to care. I stripped down to my underwear and grabbed a pair of pajamas from my closet. I slipped them on and did a flying jump onto my bed. I smiled at my dorkiness and closed my eyes.
I had yet to find out who this Naks girl was. I decided to head over to Niall's tomorrow and confront Harry. I mean, it really wasn't my business, but I was feeling a bit jealous. I don't know why. Naks was absolutely stunning, but that had nothing to do with me. Obviously she was stunning, or she wouldn't be with Harry.
I shook my head and told myself to stop thinking about Harry. I pictured Niall in my head and smiled before drifting off into a deep sleep.
