Niam.... only a dream?

Anger Problems

Niall's POV

It's been two days since Liam shut the door in my face. Nothing has really changed. Liam and I don't really talk much, in all honesty he has been avoiding me more. We were currently on our way to an interview. Paul was driving and Liam was riding shot gun. Louis and Harry were sitting across from me and Zayn in the back of the vehicle.

"So Niall... Anything new going on?" Louis asked as I looked up from my phone.

I shrugged and shook my head. Well nothing other than my best mate ignoring me for no reason at all but I wasn't going to tell Lou that. I wasn't going to tell anyone that. I looked over at Harry. He had been rather quiet lately, ever since Perrie left really. Maybe they were seeing eachother. Well good for him.

The rest of the ride was quiet. We pulled up to the interview and hopped out of the vehicle. There were fans like normal and I wasn't really in the mood to sign or visit the fans but I forced a smile and waved to the fans and signed somethings. After that Paul herded us into the building and the hair and make up people dragged us to the chairs.

Today the girl doing my make up and hair was named Bliz. She wore a simple white t shirt with the studios logo on it with some blue jeans on under a black apron thing that hung from her waist. I never did ask what that thing was. She was busying herself, looking for something to match my skin tone and wouldn't have it look way off. I heard her mumbling cuss words and I chuckled softly. All make up people had difficult times with that.

Bliz didn't talk much as she did my make up and hair. I never really understood why they made us wear make up. I mean, we sang about how girls didn't have to wear make up and here we were getting make up put on before a television interview. It made no sense to me but whatever made management happy. Bliz didn't touch my hair, apparently she liked it or that's what I got from the mumbling she did before she left me alone.

We still had about fifteen minutes before the show started and the only one still getting their make up done was Louis. I got up and went to look for the rest of the boys. I went to the waiting room they had set us up with and found Zayn smiling about something on his phone. I wanted to ask him what was up but didn't want to ruin his mood by talking like I seemed to be doing to everyone else whenever I spoke or was around. I left before he noticed I was there.

Harry and Liam hadn't been in the room so I went to find them. I walked down a hallway that either led outside or backstage. I walked toward the door that led outside and opened it. Harry and Liam were by the fence that surrounded the back of the building where we kicked around a ball one other time we were here. I slowly closed the door so they wouldn't notice I had come out. I know it's wrong to easedrop but I wanted to know why they had come out here and why they were whispering by the fence. I slowly and quietly made my way towards them, I pulled out my phone and pretended to mess around on it in case they noticed me so it wouldn't look suspicious.

Oh great now I sounded like one of those spies in those movies Louis is always watching.

When I got close enough to hear their conversation I stopped and leaned against the fence lightly but not enough to make noise.

"Harry, listen to me please just listen okay?"

I heard a sigh come from Harry but continued looking at my phone.

"Fine, I'll listen but I know you like him."

Wait, Harry knows who Liam likes? I moved my free hand to my thoat. I feel like I'm going to be sick. I thought I was Liam's best friend. That he told me everything. Sure we've been distant the last week or so but I was still his best friend right? I shook my head and listened to their conversation again.