He loves me, he loves me not. (Niall Horan/ Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 2

Back on the bus I asked Niall "What did she say to you? and I didn't like how she kissed you.."

Niall grins and says "Jealous are we? and she didn't really say anything. She just said 'Im a really big fan and I hope you call me' you know stuff fans always say."

I could tell he was lying because he was not making any eye contact with me.

"Oh Okay." I said trying to hide my anger.

Niall sensed that I was upset, so he pulled me in for a kiss and said "She was just another fan. Don't you worry."

I smile and ask if I can use his laptop. I log onto Twitter and and check my mentions, of course it's filled with hate from obsessed fans. Some got over the fact that I'm dating Niall but some just hate me. I reply to a couple of tweets.

@sara1d "@ItsTraceeeey YOU ARE SUCH A WHORE. YOURE ONLY DATING NIALL FOR ATTENTION. GO DIE."

@ItsTraceeeey "@sara1d haha im dating Niall and you're not.. i dont really care what you say, i like im and he likes me. Get over it xx"

I read a couple more then I fall asleep into Niall's arms.

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In the morning I wake up, take a shower and throw on a t-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. I walk out into the kitchen and realize that Harry and I were the only ones up.

"I'm hungry. Is Niall awake yet?" Harry mumbles while yawning.

"Me too! and no he isn't, why?" I reply swiftly.

"I was hoping he would make us some breakfast." Harry says.

I suggest to Harry that we make some pancakes and he agrees.

"YOU ONLY PUT 2 EGGS IN! NOT 3! IT'LL RUIN THE MIX!" Harry whines.

"Calm down curly! More eggs make it taste better!" I say giggling at the boy covered in flour.

"What is all this noise about!?" Liam says walking into the kitchen in his pajamas, with a tired Louis and Zayn following behind him.

"Yeah! I was having a lovely dream about Eleanor!" Louis said annoyed.

Harry quickly replies "BOOBEAR! How could you dream about her and not me!"

Louis gives Harry and reassuring hug and it makes Harry happy again. Sometimes I think Larry Stylinson is real.

"Hey guys is Niall awake yet?" I ask, noticing my boyfriend is the only one not in the kitchen.

The 3 boys all answer at once saying "No."

"NIAAALLLL WAKE UPP YOU BUM!'' Louis shouts towards Niall's bunk.

I walk over to Niall's bunk and see that he's on the phone. So I walk back to the kitchen to finish making the pancakes.

"What's he doing in there?" Liam curiously asks.

"Eh, he's on the phone with someone." I answer to Liam

Right then, Niall walks into the kitchen and a ringing of "ayyyeee he's here!" chimes through the bus.

Niall walks over to me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm starving! What'd you guys make?" The Irish blondie asks us.

An excited Harry replies "Tracey and I made pancakes! But if they taste eggy and bad then I had nothing to do with them."

"Harry! They're going to be the best pancakes ever and I'd be happy to take all the credit!" I say to make him jealous.

"Fine! Tracey and I made them, but it was mostly me."

"Shut up Harry, and eat the pancakes." I say.

We are all sitting and eating our pancakes in a little booth near the kitchen. I am squished between Niall and Zayn. Niall has his hand on my lap.

"Who were you on the phone with Niall?" Zayn asks with his mouth full of pancake.

"Oh, it was no one, don't worry about it." Niall says, his eyes not leaving his plate.

Is Niall hiding something from the boys and Tracey? ....