Jenna's POV:
After forever on the stupid tour bus we pulled up into a hotel in our new destination; New Hampshire. The only reason why my ride was so uncomfortable because the whole time I was stuck next to, none other than Harold Styles. Niall was asleep the whole ride in his bunk, and Harry sat next to me on the couch. Every time I went to get up to move, he'd grab my arm and make me sit back down.
He finally let me go as Niall walked in the room. I walked down the steps and as soon as my foot hit the sidewalk near the bus, Niall leaned in and whispered; " Why was Harry holding your arm? "
I felt my face flush and I tried to hide it. I shook my head, " He was trying to get me to stay and hang out with him because you and all the other boys were asleep the whole time. "
He nodded and stared at the ground. I had a feeling that he wasn't buying it, so I turned around and gave him a peck on the cheek. " It wasn't like that I promise " A little part of me died when I said that. It wasn't all a lie, but the little part that was hurt for me to tell him.
He smiled and motioned for me to walk inside the hotel. It was a really tall building that stood above the rest. The glass was tinted a dark sleek color and the lobby matched. The tile floor was black granite and the walls where grey. White, shiny chairs lined the walls and a large wooden desk sat at a far corner.
" Hello, welcome to Mariott Inn. How may I be of service? " I girl, barely older than myself, said. Her long black hair fell in loose curls onto her shoulders and her hazel eyes were lined with black liner. Her nametag read 'Delilah'.
" Um yeah, room for 'Horan'?" Niall said.
" Yes, you're room 202, the luxury suite. " Delilah said. My heart leaped at the words 'luxury suite'. I wondered why we weren't staying with one of the other boys.
Delilah handed over the key and we walked over to the elevators. Niall pushed the button. " Luxury suite, huh? " I half asked half said.
He smiled and nodded. " I figured you were worth my money " he joked. I shook my head.
" I really hope you didn't spend a lot of money on me. "
" Okay then I won't tell you how much it cost. "
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I gasped as he opened up the door. The floor was laid out with elegant white carpet and the walls where a creamy color. The living room had scarlet curtains over the window that looked out onto the city. A flat screen TV hung on the wall along with a few paintings of roses.
The kitchen had a granite island and sleek, granite countertops. The tile was black and grey and the pantry was enormous. I walked into the bedroom and almost cried at the sight. The bed was beautiful and had a bright red comforter, and two nightstands. A breathtaking chandelier hung above the cherry-oak desk.
My favorite part of the room was two large glass doors that led out onto a balcony. The view was magical, lights lining the busy streets and buildings as far as the eye can see. But mostly, a lot of screaming girls outside of our hotel. I waved and they screamed louder.
Niall laughed next to me. " They really like you. " I smiled and shook my head. " No idea why, there's not anything special about me really. "
He sighed. He murmered something but I couldn't quite catch it. " What was that? "
He ignored my question and went inside. I was left on the balcony, confused and somewhat irritated.
( Author's Note; AHH ONE MORE CHAPTER AND THERE WILL BE 20 <3 thank you all for reading, commenting and voting, you have no idea how happy it makes me. ilyasm and p.s. don't forget to vote )

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FanfictionJenna suddenly is pulled into the life of tours and fame when she falls in love with Niall Horan. She meets many problems and maybe even sacrifices her relationship with the love of her life.