Taciturn (Niall Horan)

CHAPTER 30 - #Noniall

And now, the end is near... oh god

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Nona's POV

"Woah! I don't wanna die!"

"Shut the fuck up, okay?"

I hold onto my seat because seriously, my dear life depends on it at the moment. Tacey's driving skill is in the level of insanity. She can win at midnight drag racing if she'll join one.

We arrive at the stadium but then, we already missed half of the show if only we found our way. Yeah, we got lost. Tacey's GPS app is a jerk, she calls it. So we have to go into every street asking for directions. I don't know how she found me in the first place. I'm scared to ask because she's being furious all the time.

I jump out of the car as soon as we hit full stop. I run towards the gate and make my way but then someone has to stop me.

"Ma'am, your ticket please." a guard asked me.

"I don't have a ticket."

"Then you can't go in."

"But I have to talk to Niall!"

"Sorry. Strictly no ticket, no entry."

I want to jump on him and claw him but I feel Tacey's hand on my shoulder.

"Don't get at him, he's doing his job." she told me. "She's with me. Let us in."

She shows the guard an ID card.

"You're the only one who can get in since you have your pass." the guard said.

"Damn." she's furious again. "I'm the tour manager of that boyband playing here. And she's the girlfriend of one of them. Now if you won't let her in, I'll make sure you'll pack your own shit and get fired."

Minutes later, we're inside of the stadium making our way to the main venue.

"Why do you always have to scare people?" I questioned Tacey as we calmly walk.

"Why do you always have fucking questions?" she fired back.

"Why don't you just answer my question?"

"Jeez, you're annoying." she rolled her eyes. "Its one way to keep people off."

"Like using your position to scare them away. That's so low."

"I don't like doing that. They leave me no choice. And why is it I have to explain everything to you?"

"You're scaring people to death. You're nice to few. Why don't you try to be sweet just like how you treat Harry?"

She glares at me saying, "You should've known that you don't use sarcasm back at me. That's my native language."

"I can say whatever to you. I'm your friend."

"You're not."

"You're calling me Nona."

"So?"

"You call your friends in their first name. You never called me in my last name."

She rolls her eyes dismissively knowing I've won over her.

We've made it on the back part of the stadium and meet Paul there. He gives me a lace with a pass that let me have an access to go anywhere inside this place.