Yes, Maybe, or No?

Chapter Four

It had been a week since I had first arrived to go on tour. The tour hadn't actually begun. It started in two weeks. The days had been filled with rehearsals, daily hang outs with Danielle, and just hanging with the guys. In only a couple of days, they had become like my brothers. My friend, the one I set Louis up with, Eleanor, liked Louis immediately, and vise versa. They were perfect. Oh, my matchmaking skills. 

"Come on Dee!" Niall called. I turned around from spying on Louis and Eleanor, who were trying to cook a carrot something... I don't understand couples these days... Niall was wearing tan chinos, gray cardigan over a white polo shirt. And... The newest pair of Supras, this time gold and black. 

"I like your shoes," I nodded at his feet. 

He blushed. I'm confused now. Why would be blush at my compliment? He mumbled a thanks and then opened the front door. We were going to go do some of the Up All Night music video. "Lou! Get you arse to music video making!" Niall shouted. I giggled as I stepped outside. 

The music directors had told us to wear something like we were going to a club or something. Danielle and Eleanor had chosen my outfit and I was wearing a white trench coat to hide it for a surprise. My hair and makeup were done very intricately, thanks to Eleanor. "Hey Zayn!" I waved a hand at the boy who was waiting in the van. He raised an eyebrow as he saw what I was wearing and my hair and makeup. 

"Woah, what's with the secrecy?" he asked as we stepped in. 

Niall nodded and got into the van first. "I know mate! She won't show us anything!" he groaned. He moved his hand to my big blonde curls, trying to touch them. 

I laughed. "It's called surprise for a reason!" I shrieked, covering my head from his hands. 

"You kids ready?" the driver asked. We all hollered a yes and the van started moving. 

"You look really pretty," Niall whispered into my ear. 

I blushed. "Shut it, no I don't and you know it, so stop being nice!" 

He grinned. "No it's true. Glitter whatever it's called on your eyes is really... Glamorous?" he tried. I burst out laughing. "What?" he asked, a confused look on his face. 

"That's cute. You trying to be cute," I pinched his cheek and he smiled. 

"Close!" Harry yelled from the front of the van. Ever since that time he had first called out we were getting close, he would always spy on us and say "CLOSE" when we were getting... Friendly... Louis and Liam laughed and Zayn snickered. Niall and I both blushed. Soon, we arrived at the studio. A thin woman led our group to a set where there was a small room made to look like a real bar. There were extras everywhere getting hair and makeup and wadrobe done. 

"Okay, now?" Louis asked. All five boys looked at me. 

"Ugh okay fine!" I grumbled and rolled my eyes. I slowly unbuttoned my trench coat and slid the coat off. "Happy?" I asked, striking a pose. 

All five boys gaped. "Um... Anyone?" I raised an eyebrow, wondering if they had a secret mute button or something. After a few seconds, Harry whistled. [A/N External link is her outfit]

"Wow... You're... Something..." he gasped. 

I laughed and all the boys started complimenting me. 

"Come on! Actors, actresses! Let's go, go, go people!" a burly man clapped his hands and motioned for us to go onto the set. 

The plot was basically the guys, are all singing about a girl, me, and yeah. We weren't going to do a lot. Just in the end everyone would hold hands and sing and such. Blah, blah, the usual. We all took our places, the guys sitting at the bar, me dancing with some other girls. 

The music started and the camera focused on the guys staring and singing. I sang the lyrics to myself in my head knowing that on "I wanna stay" they would all head for me and I would turn and look Niall in the eye. 

Katy Perry's on replay, she's on replay,

DJ got the floor to shake, the floor to shake,

People going all the way, yeah all the way, 

I'm still wide awake, 

I wanna stay Up all night

I danced my way to the edge of the group of girls and turned just in time to see Niall looked at me. We locked eyes and they kept on singing, coming closer and closer. The rest was just us dancing and stuff and then we all held hands and did whatever. I was in between Niall and Harry. The music finished and the director yelled cut. 

"That was great!" I gushed as I handed Liam a glass of ice water and draped a white towel around Zayn's neck. Louis ran over and enveloped me in a large hug. "What was that for?" I asked, still not realizing what had happened. Louis just stood there, smiling. I suddenly realized. "Ew! You're all sweaty and gross and... Go take a shower!" I yelled. Niall laughed and handed me my coat. I slid it on, trying to get all the sweat off me. We all piled into the van and started driving home. 

***

There was a knock on the door and I jumped up. "I'll get it!" I yelled into the flat. Niall was probably in the bathroom. I opened the door and there stood Eleanor. "Hey!" I started to say but she pushed past me and flicked on the TV. "Well... Um, hi to you too?" I went over and sat on the couch. 

"You're on the news. It's because of that stupid Gossipa show and their host, Helena Star," she rushed out, looked at the TV as it sparked on. Helena Star smiled at the camera, her brightened teeth sparkling, her brown hair perfectly styled into a high updo. 

"Hello Gossipas around the world! Today the new One Direction music video is out and there's a new leading lady!" she announced, gesturing to a blue and purple brightly lit screen behind her, which had a muted Up All Night music video playing with me laughing and dancing with the boys. "They're all holding hands at the end but look!" she pointed and the screen stopped right when it shows the boys and me in the middle of it all, smiling and singing and having fun. An edited red marker zeroed in on Niall and I and circled our hands. "This is nicknamed 'The Boyfriend Grilfriend Hold' or whatever you'd like to call it!" Helena breathed, smiling again. Our fingers were entwined and as I looked at the others and their hands, I noticed it was all the simple hand holding or arms slung around shoulders. Oops? 

"See? She twists the truth!" Eleanor fumed. I shushed her quickly, waiting to see if Helena had anything else to gossip-a about. 

"Could there be something special going on between the one and only Niall Horan and the contest winner Delilah Fontaine? Find out soon! And thank you for watching!" The screen turned to commericals. 

"What?" Niall ran into the living room, toothbrush in hand. He probably had the TV on in our room and was watching it. 

"Same here," I muttered with zero enthusisasm. 

Eleanor clicked the TV off and I sat on the couch, stunned while she stood over me. Niall threw down the toothbrush. "Okay, we need an interview to settle this!" he demanded to nobody in particular. 

"Agreed," Eleanor nodded. She looked at her iPhone. "I'm late. Sorry!" she picked up her things and rushed out the door. 

"Hey, I'm really sorry..." I mumbled, still sitting on the couch. I looked up at Niall, who seemed less mad now. 

He nodded, understanding. "It's fine, it's not your fault. It's theirs. The media always mixes up people's lives... It's really annoying," he replied. He sat down next to me on the couch. He smelled like shampoo and mint toothpaste. 

"You have that interview tomorrow remember?" I reminded him. He smiled gratefully. 

"You're right. I can set this whole lie straight!" he exclaimed. He gave me an awkward sideways hug. "Oh, by the way, you're coming tomorrow," he stated, then ran off to his room. Oh god...