Left my ♥ in London...

This Time, I Don't Care...

Chapter Seven: This Time, I Don't Care.

[Bella; http://www.polyvore.com/story/set?id=49402150]

I opened my eyes that morning, to find arms wrapped around me, a head on my head, a jacket on me, in a car, and cameras flashing outside. Oh no, not again...

"Niall!! Wake up quick! The paparazzi found us!" I yelled while shaking Niall trying to wake him up.  

"Hm.. What?" he said groggily, his eyes were half open. Aww he was so adorable in the morning! 

"Niall, hurry and drive out of here!!"

He opened his eyes and finally realized what was going on. He quickly started the car and stepped on the gas. A couple of paps followed for a moment but then got tired and stopped.

"Okay, we're all good, they're gone!" I said. 

"Thank god... They'll be there for a while though so I'll take you home later." 

"Where are we going?" 

"I was gonna go to my place. Bree will be there so you can hang with her if you want."  

"Okay, sounds good. And I'm sorry I fell asleep last night. I feel bad about making you sleep in here." I said apologetically. 

"It's okay, I had a good day yesterday so l didn't mind spending the night in here with you." I couldn't help but smile. 

"Thanks." I said, still smiling.

We got to his house and I still had his sweatshirt so I just put it on and walked with him to his apartment. His sweatshirt smelled amazing, just like him. All of a sudden, I felt something grab my hand. It was him. I couldn't help but smile, but I covered my mouth with my other hand. When we got to his apartment, we were greeted with excitement by Aibreean.

"Niall, where the heck have you been?! We were worried!!" Bree said, not noticing me behind Niall. When she saw me, she looked down at our hands and gave him a quick smile and said, "Oh, hey Bella!"

Niall walked past Bree and sat on his couch and turned on the tv. He must've forgot we were still holding hands because he looked down and let go. Bree wanted to take me on a tour of their place, and when she got to the final stop, her room, we went inside and sat down and talked.

"Soo... How is everything?!" she said winking and smiling. 

"What do you mean...?" I asked. 

"Apparently between you and Niall!!" 

"Oh, uhh... You saw that?"  

"I saw the hand holding and the pictures on twitter!"  

"Heh heh.. Yeahh... Wait what? What pictures?!" I began to freak out. 

"You haven't seen them yet?!"

Oh god.. She pulled out her MacBook and logged on twitter. The first thing on her stream was a tweet with a picture. The tweet said,"Is Nella getting serious?" The picture was of me and Niall. Nialls head was on mine and his sweatshirt was on me and I was bundled up in a ball, curled up to his chest. Bree let me log onto my twitter and of course, a bunch of tweets were about this. "OM1D! BELLA IS GOIN DOWN!" "Niall and Bella are so cute! She makes him happy, so leave her alone!! #iSupportNella" This fanbase gave us the "couples name" Nella. Why? I have no idea, but it reminds me of nutella and now I'm hungry. I posted a quick tweet.

"Why hate? You don't know our story. Thanks to our supporters though:) Xx"

My stomach growled. It sounded like a whale eating another dying whale.

"Woah. When was the last time you ate?" 

"I honestly don't remember. Niall and I didn't eat last night..." 

"Niall? Not eating? Oh my god thats a shocker!!" We both laughed.

Bree took me to their kitchen and made Niall and I something to eat. She made us hashbrowns, eggs, and bacon and Nialls plate was clean in less than 2 minutes. I felt gross since I had my hair up since yesterday. I needed a shower. Badly.

"Izzy, you okay? Do you need something?" Aibreean asked. 

"Wow, haven't been called that in a while! And yeah, do you mind if I use your shower?" 

"Yeah go ahead! I'll clean up but if you wanna borrow some clothes, my closet and drawers are open to you!" 

"Thanks so much!" 

"Here I'll show you where everything is." Niall said.

"So here are the towels, here's Bree's closet, and if you need anything let us know!" 

"Thanks, I'll be out in a few minutes."

I waited until I heard the door shut to start playing my music on my iPhone and singing along. I put on One Directions album.

"It's gotta be yooooooooooooooooouuu.." I sang.

About five minutes later, I got out, and got dressed in [http://www.polyvore.com/isabella/set?id=49399838] and went back to the kitchen to find Niall missing and Bree doing the dishes.

"Where'd he go?" I asked.  

"He's in his room. Down the hall second door on your right!" 

"Gracias!!"

I went to his door and noticed an Irish flag and letters and pictures from the boys. I knocked.

"Come in." I walked in and saw Niall on his bed, leaning against the wall with his MacBook on his lap. 

"Anything interesting on twitter?" I asked, sitting on his bed with him. 

"Well, there's this.." He said clicking on a picture of us sleeping in the car, 

"And then your response.." he pulled up my twitter and showed the tweet I said about haters and supporters. 

"Haha Yeahh... I'm slowly taking everything in and that's my pathetic response!"  

"It's okay. Oh and by the way, nice singing." he said with a smirk. 

"You heard me?!" 

"When I was walking to my room, yeah, I heard you." he said, still with a smirk.  

"I'm still tired. You?"  

"Just a bit. Harry invited us to go hang out with him and the guys tomorrow. Wanna come?"  

"Sure! Is Lux gonna be there? I love her! She's so cute!!" 

"Yeah she'll be there, you can stay the night if you want. You can go with Bree." 

"Okay, I hope no one finds us again though!!" 

"Trust me, you're safe here. Might wanna tell your parents though."

I was still so tired, so while Niall was on his laptop, I put my head on his shoulder an slept. Until ten minutes later, my phone rang...