I Don't Need My Heart *A Ziall AU*

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

<<Niall's POV>>

"Lady Gaga?" I asked, confused. I mean, I liked her a little. I listened to some of her music and I followed her on social media, but I never knew I'd ever see her. Especially in my sorry state. Then I remembered seeing the ad for her tour a few months ago.

"Well, some people know me by that." She laughed. "But just call me Stefani, I'm not Lady Gaga right now." She smiled.

"Oh, well, it's quite an honour to meet you, I suppose." I replied. I didn't know what to do. I was shocked. My love was just chased down with the police, and here I am, in a five-star hotel and talking to one of the greatest celebrities. I shook her hand.

"Haha, well, anyways, would you like a bath or something to eat?" She asked. "My crew and I have the entire top floor." She smiled. "We're trying to avoid the paparazzis." She explained. I nodded. She got an assistant to get me some towels. Shampoo and conditioners were already in the bathroom. They were top quality too. I spent way too much time in the bubbly bathtub. I fell asleep. I didn't even put in bath salts or cream rinse.

After soaking in the tub for about forty minutes, I was awaken. Lady Gaga, I mean, Stefani was shaking me awake.

"Hey," She smiled softly. I woke up.

"Oh, um, sorry." I chuckle. "It's been awhile since something like this has happened." I explained. I looked at the now dirty lukewarm water.

"Hey, it's okay." She soothed. I immediately liked her, but I felt uncomfortable. "But it's about eleven, would you like some food?" She asked. "I can order some seafood on room service." She offered. I nodded vigorously. It's been such a long time since I've eaten seafood. I felt guilty. My family was on the streets, they could be killed any minute and I'm here, treated like royalty.

"Well, thanks, but I suppose I should be going then after tonight." I yawned. I was still tired from the long night. If only she knew what I had just attempted before she met me.

"Feel free to stay as long as you want. I'm on tour, and this is the last stop. After this, I'm just vacationing for a few weeks, then I'm going back to LA." She answered.

"Oh, thanks, but that's too much to ask." I said.

"Well, you're always welcome, it's always wrong to hate, but it's never wrong to love." She replied.

She walked out to give me privacy. I quickly washed the rest of the mud and weird makeup from my face. I could've looked like Stefani herself. I shampooed my hair and conditioned. I drained the tub and dried off. I put on a fluffy white bathrobe. God, it was so heavenly. I knew Nicki worked in these luxurious settings, and she had to return back to us. I'm going to have to do the same.

After I came out, my clothes, the spiderman costume and my sweater and jeans were washed and given out to me. Stefani got me a plate full of piles of shrimp alfredo and garlic bread. I savored every bite.

"So,Niall, where are you from?" She asked. She sat in front of me as I ate.

"Oh, well, I'm kinda a nomad, you know?" I answered. I didn't want to reveal too much.

"Oh, well, do you have a home at all?" She asked. I knew she was genuinely concerned, but I didn't want to reveal too much.

"Well, kinda, I have a family." I replied. I mean, it wasn't a total lie. It was just a little white lie.