Forget Me Not (Nouis)

15th Petal: Why you gotta be so rude?

There is definitely something wrong.

We arrived on the set for the interview an hour earlier and the crew smiled and greeted and congratulated the boys for being early except me. And I'm not numb. I can feel that they're avoiding me, even my gaze!

I'm starting to furrow my eyebrows because of confusion until we met a woman. She immediately hugged all the boys, again except me, and when her eyes landed on me she raised her right eyebrow.

"Well, well, isn't this new? Mr. Niall Horan everybody," she said while opening her arms widely and looking around the set. "He's actually here, on the set, an hour earlier!"

Liam immediately stepped in and pushed down the woman's arms. "Hey Lou. Don't, please."

So her name is Lou?

"Why? I'm just surprised that's all! I mean, he actually arrived here early wearing decent clothes! The only thing that didn't changed is that permanent frown on his face." And she snorted.

"Congratulations, Horan." She's mocking me. I'm freakin' sure of it.

She smirked at me and smiled at the boys before turning her back on us walking away.

The boys all shook their heads and Paul led us to the dressing room and the moment the door closed I immediately asked them, "Okay. What the hell was that?"

The boys looked at each other, nervous. Panic on their faces. Harry strode towards me, fast. As if he's afraid I'll suddenly run outside and amok.

"Hey Ni, calm down please. Okay? Calm down. Just breath."

I swear my eyebrows already formed a line. I looked at them all and I noticed Louis' raised right eyebrows looking at us half annoyed, half amused.

"I am. I mean, I'm just confused. Is she angry at me?"

They looked at each other again and Liam sighed deeply like he's relieved.

"It's just that, in the past few months... Uhm, I think it had been a year or something, you're always late in interviews, guestings, photoshoots and the like. Always from hang over, clothes still the ones you wore the day before and yeah.. You get it." Liam said.

Oh. Why? A rebel, huh? I wonder why. Oh damn this amnesia! I just wish... Ugh.

"Does she know about my condition?" I asked irritated.

"Yes Ni. I don't even know why she's acting like that." And Zayn sighed.

"Don't mind her Nialler. She just had a bad morning. I'll come back later, yeah? Just wait for the stylists." Said Paul and he walked out of the room.

Well, maybe this isn't gonna be easy.

~**~
"Let's give our hands to One Direction!" The interviewer, who's name is Carol, said after we sang our song called 'Best Song Ever'. It's one of the first songs the boys taught me because they said that this song is the most frequent one we sing these past few months.

We sat on a long sofa while Carol sat on a one-seater.

"Hello boys! How are you?" Carol asked.

"Fine, fine!" Zayn answered.

"Yeah. We're grand. Excited." Liam suppported.

"Oh yes, you're gonna have your concert tour again. How was your vacation? Harry?"

"It was great! Though we got a little something that happened..."

"Yes, about that, Niall! What happened to you was a big news to the world. Everyone has been worried."