Starstruck ↬ Niam Horayne (COMPLETED)

022| Interview

     It's been a few days since Liam was on T.V. and I've felt sad, I've been depressed since that plane ride, I haven't talked, I don't laugh often, eating- well, after he called me fat, I just couldn't eat, I played with my food and found some excuse to get out of eating, I know Greg and Denise have noticed, but haven't talked to me about it they always share looks at the table, like they're slick, they aren't. I was home alone, paparazzi still outside my door, I got sick and tired of it, I couldn't even watch Spongebob without these damn people ringing my door bell. 

    I stomped to my front door opening it up, tons of reporters brought their microphones to my lips, my eyes have red from crying and I was sick of it, once and for all I was going to put him and me to rest and get on with my life, "Tell us everything about your steamy affair with Liam Payne, we only want the truth." The slimy woman told me, a smile etched on her face. 

     "You don't want the truth," I chuckled, "You want a goddamn story! You take an amazing normal person and you turn him into your own little reality show." I looked around all the cameras and reporters, I felt tears well in my eyes, "You build him up into a big ass celebrity just you can tear him down in front of millions of eyes," I gulped down taking a deep breath, I felt a tear tread down my face, "Just so you can sell magazines and T.V. shows?" I looked around wiping a stray tear, "That's really fucked, you know that? You guys are sick!" I took a deep breath, "And Liam Payne is just one of your many puppets. He's talented and successful," I rolled my eyes, "He is lots of stuff most kids dream of having..." I took a deep breath licking my dry lips wiping a tear or so away, "but thanks to you," the woman looked uncomfortable, "he's had to give up some of the best things in life..." I thought back to the "contract" he told me about, "Freedom, privacy," I gulped, "honesty... So congrats," I slowly clapped, "you've created a celebrity... but you've have wrecked a human being." I looked around and pointed, I was getting angrier and louder by each word, "You should all be ashamed of yourselves!"

     The slimy woman turned around a grin on her face looking over at the camera, "Did you get that?" A smile, what the hell is wrong these people. She got closer to me, "Niall! Just... One more question... In your opinion who is Liam Payne really?" Microphones put to my face again. I gave her deranged look, this woman is fucking crazy. 

     I squinted at her, "Who is he?" I took a deep breath, "I wouldn't know," I looked to the crowd of paparazzi, "the Liam Payne you are all so obsessed with... I-" I almost slipped I gulped down, "I swear to you I've never met him," I shook my head running my hand through my blonde hair, "And I wouldn't want to." I let a few tears leak before walking back into my house, "Goodbye." And slammed the door shut I sank into a ball leaned up against my door I shouted punching the door.