CHAPTER FORTY THREE
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**JANICE POV**
"Okay I'm all packed and ready to go, how about you?"
"I've been packed! I'm on tour remember?" Niall said from the other end of the phone.
"I know, I'm just asking. So you'll meet me here and then we can go right?"
"Yes babe. I'll be there, I have to go now, last show! I'm so excited."
"I know, and I'm so proud of you, I really am."
"Thanks, I'll see you later, I love you, bye!"
"Okay, I love you too, bye bye."
One year.
One whole year with Niall.
Well it's been a bit longer than a year, but it's been a whole solid year.
It's so crazy. I can't believe how far we've come.
You'd think it'd be problematic with the whole paparazzi incident, but actually, after it all died down, everything was so much better.
A few weeks after the encounter, management gave the okay to go public. I was a bit scared at first if I'm being honest. I was scared because of the way I was attacked before we were even official, I could only imagine how much worse it'd be once people knew for sure I was Niall's girlfriend.
But actually it wasn't that bad.
Of course there was hate, there will always be haters, no matter what. But at the same time I felt like there were people supporting us in a way? It's hard to explain.
People first found out officially when me and Niall went out to dinner. We were leaving the restaurant and of course there'd be paparazzi.
"Hey Niall! Over here man!"
"Is this the same mystery girl as last time?"
"What's her name?"
Niall suddenly stopped. I knew what was coming, but I wasn't sure what would happen after.
"Yes, this is the same girl. Her name is Janice, and yes we're together. Now if you'll excuse us, we'd like to continue our evening.. alone.
And that was how it happened.
Twitter was blowing up the next day as soon as the reports, pictures, and videos got out to the public. It was insane.
I was cuddled with Niall on the couch for his day off, and all I could think about was what was going on in the internet world.
He kept assuring me it'd be okay, but after what had happened last time, I was just scared. I'm strong, but no matter how strong someone is, the bad stuff gets to you.
A couple of days after, Niall had already left and I was on my laptop, scrolling through twitter. No one had figured out what my Twitter was. I had a weird username, and my account was on private. But I could see everything else everyone was saying.
I saw many people bashing on me. I will never understand how someone can feel so hateful towards someone that they don't even know. It's weird, but I guess that's just how the universe works.
After reading post after post, I started to notice that there were also a lot of people saying nice things about me. I kept reading through a of couple of them:
This Janice chick is really pretty, I love her hair!
She doesn't seem too bad.. I think I ship it..
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If I Knew
Fanfiction(Niall Horan) "I wouldn't have done, all the things that I have done, if I knew one day you'd come." Or in this case, if I knew you'd turn out differently. © stylinperf, 2014. All rights reserved. *COMPLETED*
