Niall POV
Two Weeks Later
Harry and I have barely spoken in the last two weeks.. After he made us spaghetti, we turned in for the night because it was getting too awkward. Harry and I haven't been alone together since then.
He requests that we're apart in interviews, since usually we have to sit way too close on a couch, and I request that we don't do interviews with just the two of us at all.
I miss him. I miss our interview banter. I miss our stupid conversations back at the house. Going for walks to watch the sunset. Trips to McDonalds, or the local fish and chip shop in the dead of night, just because we could. I miss him so much, but I was the one who spoke first, I always wonder, if he had of spoken first, would things be different?
We're seated in the van, Paul driving, Louis, is asleep, taking up the whole extra back seats, so Liam is awkwardly squished between Harry and I, as we continue to pretend the other doesn't exist. I sneak a glance over to him. He's starting straight ahead, into the back of Paul's headrest. As if he can sense my gaze, he looks over, and I nap my head so that I'm looking out the window. In my peripheral vision, I see Liam shake his head and chuckle, and Harry turns back to concentrating on the headrest.
We're about to do an announcement video for our upcoming tour, so we're chilling in a rec room waiting for the camera equipment to be ready, while Lou (the stylist) is doing final checks on our hair.
"Ok boys, remember to be energetic, loud and have fun, we don't want your fans reminded that there's only going to be four of you on stage this year." Our tour Manager, Paul says.
Our heads snap to him as he says this. I hold my breath. As if all the air was sucked out of the room.
I look at Paul, as he realises what he's just said, his eyes go wide, instantly and visibly regretting every word.
"It's fine, Paul. We understand what you mean." Lou pipes up. Though Liam looks as though he's about to rip Paul's head off. Liam was always closer to Zayn.
I clear my throat, whilst Louis chats to Paul about what not to say during our upcoming interviews, and Harry constantly continues to avoid me, I get Liam's attention. You okay? I mouth to him, he gives me a weak smile and turns away.
Paul recovers his original demanding and strict demeanor. Sympathy still written on his face.
"BOYS! Let's go! You have other things on today."
*
Harry's POV
We were up to our last interview for the day. Paul walks in. "Hey boys, so they've decided to switch up the groups for your interviews..." I hold my breath,and sneak a look to Niall, who looks as uncomfortable as humanly possible. "Harry. Niall. Can I talk to you both?"
We follow Paul out, both expecting the worst. "No one can convince them to split you two up. They are not changing their minds. They've realised that you two haven't been around each other much and want to be the first interview to have you two together again." I close my eyes, sighing.
"WHAT?!" I hear Niall shout. "That's not fair. They can't do that."
" Yes, they can. They pay you for interviews, not the other way around." Paul sighs. "You have no choice."
He listens in his earpiece. " They're ready for you."
Paul starts to move towards the interview room but I stop him. "Paul? Can Niall and I have a minute? We haven't done an interview together in a long time..." Paul hesitates, but nods in agreement.
"What, Harry? You want me to not tell the whole world the reason why we haven't been seen together in weeks? I kinda thought that was to be expected." Niall says, clearly frustrated with me.
I sigh, and think carefully, so I don't to upset him further. "I just wanted to discuss how we used to do interviews together.. We used to be the comedic dynamic duo during interviews, we at least need to fake that for the fans.. They'll be able to tell." He smiles, and I get a pang in my chest, I live for that genuine smile. He nods, and we agree that I will control any relationship questions, with my normal perfect wittiness, Niall did roll his eyes at that, and he'll bring laughter wherever possible.
I was looking forward to it. I haven't heard Niall laugh in a long time. Since I messed up, by kissing him. We're about to turn to get Paul, when my eyes land on his perfect pink lips. I lick my own, and remind myself that I can't. We're just friends... Exactly how it's supposed to be. Whatever that means.
Niall calls Paul over, he gives us a sympathetic nod, before turning to lead us into the room.
I follow behind Niall as we walk through to the interview room, I see Liam give Niall a sympathetic look, as Louis claps me on the back in reassurance.
Walking into the room, I understand suddenly why. Instead of separate chairs, or even stools, they've got a tiny little loveseat for the two of us. I go to turn around and bail, but suddenly, Paul is right behind me, pushing me to the chair. "Oh, hey Paul, was just going for water.." Paul rolls his eyes at me and basically forces me into the chair.
Niall and I sit, I look at him and we lock eyes, and I silently decide to let Niall take charge of this one. "Good Morning! I'm Adam Coulter (A/N random guy, not important, he's just the reporter lol), and you're watching Teen HotSpot (A/N again, made up). I'm here with Niall and Harry, from everyone's favourite Boy band, One Direction..." I tune out, answering the first few questions on autopilot, they're always all the same.
"So, fans are dying to know, in fact, it was our most asked question for you guys, Harry, why did you and Kendall break up, and Niall, are you seeing anyone right now?" I feel Niall tense up beside me, and decide to take control of this question.
"Guys.. We love you, but that's pretty personal." I say, looking into the camera, trying to make it seem like I was kidding. "Nah, Kendall and I are just in different places, both literally, as I spend most my time travelling or in England, and Kendall travels a lot too, as well as, we're in a different place emotionally. It just wasn't working anymore."
I turn to Niall, he smiles and looks at the camera, "I'm not in a relationship, but I'm seeing someone. We'll see how we go." He blushes, and my blood boils.. Niall's seeing someone? I guess I've barely spoken to him or seen him in the last two weeks, but surely I should have known this.
The interviewer continues to ask questions we've heard a million times, and I go into autopilot to answer, my mind reeling with the knowledge that Niall is seeing someone and I didn't know it...
*
Eventually, we're saying thank you to the interviewer and making our way back to the others. Niall basically runs away from me, before I can ask about who he's seeing.
I move towards Liam, who's avoiding my eyes.
"Who." I demand.
"Uhhh..."
"Who. Is. He. Seeing.?!"
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