Give Me Love (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6

Tyler’s POV:

I walked in, to find Devin rummaging through the fridge. When I dropped my jacket and clutch he turned to me.

“So what happened?”

“I don’t even know how to start. The worse thing possible happened.” Devin looked up from his ice cream.

I didn't even have to say, he knew, and I know this will worry him, but that's the last thing I need after my little bathroom incident.

“Oh no..” But I look over at my phone, 2 text messages,

Unknown Number:

TYLER!!! It’s Louis, just so you know if you ever need anything, were all here for you! Xx

 

No! Did Niall tell them…?

“Who’s that from?” Devin asked me, suspiciously.

“Oh just Mr. Mason, I have the whole week off, just to get stuff ready for tour.” It wasn't necessarily a lie, I did, but I didn't need Devin to worry about how I'd be on tour, I had my mind set on doing it now that he has persuaded me, and honestly I'm ecstatic.

 “Oh wonderful, last week with my bestie! And in 2 days, we get to go to a club!” Devin was just too excited about that.

“Oh and the boys want to tag along. Is that okay?” I asked, knowing the answer, and not going to enjoy the response.

“You have to be kidding me, clubbing with One Direction? How fabulous is this going to be! Oh my gosh, we have to go shopping! Tyler, this is going to be the best day ever.” Devin and his happiness were all over the place, as he was still rambling on, at least it took his mind off our previous topic.

I checked my other text

Unknown Number:

Be there in 30 min. –Niall.

Sent 15 minutes ago; I’m still all dressed up, I run up to my room leaving Devin dancing around. I grab a pair of yoga pants, and my favourite pink v neck, pick off my heels quickly change, put my hair in a high bun, put on some slippers, grab my over sized Chanel bag and run back downstairs.

“Second date? In sweats?” Devin asked, in his best gay voice. Even though he is gay, he could be mistaken for a straight guy.

“Uh no, Niall wants to talk, about how he walked into me in the bathroom earlier…” Devin’s eyes shot up, partly mad that I did it again, and another part because I now have to tell someone else.

It’s always just been Devin and I no one else ever knew, his mom did. But otherwise, it was just us, and that worked for us. But now, this changes everything. Devin and I have both been bulimic since we were 14, crazy to think at so young something so tragic could happen. When my parents died in the car crash, that’s when I became depressed, it’s been with me ever since. It has been better since I have been out of high school and so focused on my career, but having to deal with 5 (dramatic) boys for a year, it might cause a bit of damage.

I wait outside and see Niall in the same black Range Rover that we were all in earlier, I go behind the car to the passenger side, to see Niall is already there with the door open for me. What a gentle man.

I sit down and he shuts the door, I do my seatbelt and turn to Niall, he keeps his eyes on the road, with a serious expression on his face.

“If we go anywhere public, there is going to be paps. Oh and not to mention crazy girls watching your every move…” I say the last part bitterly.

I’d rather just talk to him at my apartment, or his. “Yeah, that’s why were going somewhere private.” He didn’t seem mad at how bitter I was. Niall seemed more relieve I didn’t want to be in the spotlight; ever.

~*~

We arrived at the top of a hill that had a lovely view of London, especially at night. He puts the car to a stop, and turn to me, with a mix of emotions on his face, hurt, broken, angry, but I can read one the best, concern.

 

Weird to think Niall from the biggest boy band on the earth right now could actually care about me. I push that thought away and remember, to keep everything to myself, don’t put people in the position to care about you.

“Tyler, I know it might be hard for you to believe, but I care, and soon enough, you’re going to be apart of our family, and I need to know, if there is anything wrong.” He spoke so softly; I didn’t want to look at him so I just looked at my shoes.

“You can talk to me.” Niall started up again, I looked up into is ocean blue eyes, he was perfect.

I wanted to trust him, I wanted to tell him everything, but there was something inside of me, that didn’t allow me to. If he knew though, how much easier would it make everything, being able to talk to someone, help me through this, because I sure as hell know this won't be an easy year.

“Let me go first.” Niall said softly.

“Through out the majority of my years in high school, I was bullied, a lot of people made fun of me for not having straight teeth, or anything they could use against me a lotwas they would say I was gay because I dyed my hair, but to me, it gave me a confidence I never had, outside of school I felt like I could do anything. But the bullying continued, but when I auditioned for the x factor, and became famous, all of those people, tried to become friends with me, but I remember that, and I believe those years of hell. Made me the person I am today.” 

Niall ended he had a tear running down his cheek, I softly rubbed it away. It took me a while to process what he just said to me, how he opened up to me, he must actually trust me, odd for only knowing him for a few hours, but it felt nice. I knew I had to return the favour.

~~~~~Author's Note~~~~~

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