CHAPTER FIFTEEN:
Niall gets up and wraps his arms around me, "No, don't say that." He rests his head on my shoulder and kisses above my collarbone. "It's not a big deal. They're low lives with nothing better to do than tell lies. We'll just be more careful next time we go out."
He squeezes me tightly before letting go. I can't help but think that maybe I don't want a next time.
He leaves the room and I sit on the edge of the bed with my face buried in my hands. I don't think I've ever been so confused in my life. In a way, I feel like I'm betraying Harry... but at the same time, I know I'm not.
I look over and see that stupid magazine laying on the bed and my anger builds up. I grab it and throw it on the floor, watching the pages fly everywhere.
There's something about Niall that is so incredibly special, but at the same time, a little piece of me knows this isn't going to work.
I sit for an hour or two, thinking and thinking of what to do.
I realize that turning back now, only makes me look worse. I'm already caught with Niall and if I break up with him now, it's only going to make me look like the gold digger and fame digger that they tried to portray me as.
Maybe I should just forget and really move on from Harry. I thought fate brought us back together, but maybe that's not what fate meant... maybe it was fate that I was brought to Niall?
I don't even know what to do. All I know is Niall really is a great guy, and maybe I should give him a chance. The chance he deserves. Harry's not here, and right now, I just need to live in the moment.
The next two months were intense. I can't believe how popular the boys became. It's crazy. The tour dates got pushed back, because of Harry... but they are coming very close. Every day they gain more and more fans. We'll go out and random people will ask for autographs and pictures. Niall and I have appeared in a few more magazines, we even appeared in a People magazine.. that was pretty insane. Louis and Eleanor have also been in magazines, as well as Zayn and Liam. Liam's mostly in magazines for the charity work he does, which is pretty incredible. Most of the articles are actually pretty positive, but there are a few who try to stir the pot... we just ignore it. The boys have been doing some public interviews and visited radio stations, pushing the upcoming tour. Through out it all, me and Eleanor have been by their side. Niall and I have become insanely close with all the time we've been spending together and being on this journey with him has been incredible so far.
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I sit down at the table to eat my cereal and Liam walks in. "You look beautiful." He says as he takes the seat beside me.
I make a face at him... I'm still in Niall's shirt with bed hair.
"What? Can't take a compliment?" He laughs.
"I look gross." I reply back to him.
"No, you don't. You're the most beautiful when you don't even try." I roll my eyes at his words that sound like a Drake song.
He gets up and kisses me on the forehead and walks out.
He's so weird.
I take a bite of my cereal. "Good morning." Zayn says as he walks in, "I bet you're excited about today." He says walking into the kitchen.
I follow him, "What's today?" I ask. I don't think it's anyone's birthday... or a holiday... or any special occasion at all.. I can't think of anything.
"Seriously?" He asks pretty shocked and taken aback.
I just look at him with a blank face.
"Out of everyone... I'd figure it would be you." He says jokingly as he pours his own bowl of cereal.
"Just tell me!" I say as I playfully push him.
He walks out of the room with a smirk. He's enjoying the torture he's putting me through.
"Tell me!" I whine as I follow him back into the dining room.
"You really want to know?" He teases me, he's having way to much fun with this.
I give him a pouty face, perfected by Liam, and cross my arms... "Tell me."
"Okay, fine." He looks down and takes a bite of his cereal. I just wait for him to continue. "Today is the day Harry comes home."
