Unexpected Love

Chapter 6: I Promise

CHAPTER 6

AMANDA’S P.O.V.

“It’s okay. Danielle or Niall won’t find out.” Liam coaxed me, leaning in. I pushed him away. “Liam, no! I can’t.” I said. I had to get out of here. “Babe, it’s fine. It’s only a kiss.” He said, and pressed his lips to mine. 

I opened my eyes, and sat up in bed. I was still in my hotel room, Athena sleeping a few feet over. I sighed. It was only a dream, but a horrific one. It seemed terrifyingly realistic, and my heart was pounding.  I glanced at the clock, which read 6:23. 

I layed back in bed, and recollected what happened last night. Everything was simply amazing, I couldn’t have dreamed it better. And when our lips touched, I felt as if I was no longer on Earth, and would never come back. Just thinking about it gave me butterflies. If I had the chance, I’d want to be in Niall’s arms forever.

I snapped out of my imagination. What was I thinking. I’m only a fan, I’ll never date Niall. Last night was a one time thing, and that was going to be it. 

Then I remembered the interview and the signing today, and my hopes went up. Just the thought of seeing him again made me want to jump for joy.

I reached across my bed to my charging phone on the bedside table. I had 3 messages from Twitter, and one from Niall. I smiled as I touched open. ‘Sleep great babe, Pauls sendin a car at 9 for you guys. See ya soon.’ My heart was beating uncontrollably. This confirmed that what happened was real. I realized there wasn’t a way I was going to be able to get back to sleep, so I pulled the sheets off of me, and jumped out of bed quietly. I walked to the bathroom and started the shower. 

After waiting for the warm water, I jumped in. It was an unnecessarily long shower, but I didn’t care. It felt so good. 

After about a half hour, I stepped out and heard Athena moving around in the room. I stood in my towel, and ran my fingers through my hair. Athena knocked on the bathroom door, and she came in as I walked out. I walked into my suitcase, and realized all I had packed was yogapants and a t-shirt. 

“Shit.” I yelled, and Athena poked her head out of the bathroom. “What?” She asked. “I don’t have anything other than these old yogapants! What am I going to wear?” I asked. “Just wear those. It’ll be fine.” She said. I sighed. Now I’m going to look like a slob in front of Niall and everyone else. Why didn’t I bring something cuter?

Reluctantly, I pulled on the yogapants and the t-shirt on, and walked to the mirror. I looked like a hobo, not someone who was going to a professional interview with the biggest boyband in the world. “You look fine!” Athena yelled from the bathroom. She was the smart one and brought an actual outfit.

She walked out in wearing a blue tanktop, jean shorts, oxfords, and a black beanie. Just looking at her made me hate my outfit more.

“By the way, the boys are sending a car at 9.” She told me. “Yeah, I know, Niall texted me.” I said. I walked into the bathroom to dry my hair. I heard Athena turn the TV on.

After drying and straightening my hair, I did my makeup. When I finished, I walked out to find Athena reading a magazine on her bed, the TV blaring. I sat on my bed and opened my laptop to twitter. 

The first thing I saw was someone raging about a picture. Curious, I clicked on it. My mouth dropped open. It was Harry..and Athena. Then I realized my timeline was full of pictures of Harry and Athena, and me and Niall. 

Next, I checked my mentions. They were flooded with, ‘Is that you with Niall?’ or ‘How did you do it?’ and even, ‘You attention seeking whore, that photoshopped picture is all over Twitter now.’ That one hurt.