Gotta Be Him (Niam fanfic)

Chapter Four

I was alone when I woke up.

 Of course I wasn’t expecting Niall to be there, part of me just wanted him to have stayed longer, and I wished he was still with me.

 It was stupid anyway. I was too anxious about the interview – which was in about an hour. I didn’t know if I was ready to pretend to all the fans, I didn’t want to lie. I didn’t even know if it would be believable. It didn’t seem like it would be after yesterday’s disaster of a practice, because that certainly didn’t go to plan.

It was going to be live, so it was likely everyone would watch it, would see Louis and I confess our love for each other on television. I’d tried to avoid the media – because I knew we’d never be in this mess now if I hadn’t read that newspaper - but it was impossible for me to outright avoid everything. I hadn’t missed the speculations of what our ‘big announcement’ would be about. Most people suspect Louis and I will come out and they’re right, we will. That doesn’t mean the fans want their suspicions to be true, though. They’ll hate to find out that Louis and I are gay.

They’re probably hoping for news of a new album, or something to actually get excited about. Who would be happy to learn about what we’re going to announce?

I sighed and got out of bed. There wasn’t really any time to worry pointlessly. I got dressed quickly and went downstairs, where for the first time; the boys were waiting expectantly for me. Usually I was the one up before everyone else to make sure that everything was ready for the day. Even though it was such a small detail, it still got to me. It showed just how much things had already changed.

“Are we all ready to go?” Zayn asked, glancing at everyone in turn.

“Seems like it.” Louis said, and motioned towards the door.

We all walked out and got into the waiting van. Louis was on my left and Niall was on my right.

“So, remember what we did yesterday, yeah?” Harry said, looking at me and Lou.

“Hmph, a lot of help that was.” Niall muttered as he shifted in his seat slightly.

Harry rolled his eyes. “Just remember that you’re in love, okay? Remember that Lilo is real.”

I nodded and looked down at my hands, and frowning I looked to Louis. He was holding my hand in his tightly. I raised an eyebrow questioningly and he just smiled weakly at me. “Just nervous.” he whispered.

“We’ll be fine, Lou.” I said. I think I was trying to reassure myself more than I was him, but I still didn’t believe it even when I said it.

“So, what if they ask us how we feel about it?” Zayn asked.

“We say that we support it one hundred percent.” Niall said quietly, biting his lip.

“And what if they question any of, uh, the rest of us... you know?” Zayn asked.

“We deny of course. It’s not true, is it? Unless you and Niall have got something going on?” Harry asked, grinning cheekily.

Niall spluttered on the Oreo he was eating (I seriously didn’t know where he got half of his food, it seemed to appear from nowhere) and stared at Harry with wide eyes.

“Obviously not! Ugh, the whole idea repels me.” Niall exclaimed.

“Oh my feelings! I’m wounded! The pain, the agony. Who knew you were so homophobic?” Zayn asked.

“I am not. You just wouldn’t be my type.” Niall insisted.

“Ah so who would, Nialler? Hmm?” Harry asked.