Fandom (A One Direction Fanfiction)

6. Something's Gotta Give Now

This and the last chappy are like the shortest omg, kinda like a filler i guess but i didn't want you guys to miss out on anything to do with the boys. so holler. ;)

“So, you’re still getting shit about being gay?” Louis nodded. “You’re so obviously not, even though for the last few years we Directioners have come up with literally the best persuasive techniques and proof. You don’t even understand bro, we’re like the FBI and it’s just unreal. A majority of our fandom think one of the boys is gay, it’s just hard to pinpoint.”

Louis nodded again. “I get where you’re coming from, but the way people always treat me differently because they think I’m queer gets on my nerves. We’ve confirmed we’re not gay, yet nobody believes us. I can’t stand it. And they’re treating El like shit, our relationship is becoming so hard. It hurts Celeste.” He stared into my eyes, tears building up on his waterline.

Seeing an almost 23 year old man cry over his own fans for a reason that shouldn’t even exist is heartbreaking.

Niall was sitting by me, grazing my side. He’d been quiet for nearly 40 minutes. We’d already had 4 or 5 cups of tea each, and D and Kate had retreated to somewhere else in the hotel. Kinky.

“Sometimes I hate our fandom because of all the drama but I couldn’t bare to leave you guys, it’s virtually impossible anyway. I love you all too much.” I smiled up at Niall. He looked tired. “Let’s move to the couch, this chair is making my arse hurt.”

“Try having an arse like mine.” Louis perked up a little. Good.

“I would love to have an arse like yours Lou.” I sighed as I plopped down on the couch, followed by an ‘oof’ as Niall purposefully fell on top of me.

“I know you can’t resist me babe, but maybe the couch isn’t the right place right now.” I winked at Niall, who pouted. What?

“Celeste?” Louis sang.

“Yes Boobear?” I replied to my new friend. I guess he’s a friend.

“Are you still a fan?” Is he dumb?

“No shit Sherlock. How could I not be? I’m living the dream right now, this morning I felt amazing just because Niall had looked at me, and now he’s lying on top of me. This is just the icing on the cake.” I smiled happily and squirmed around underneath a moaning Niall. I sat him between my legs so his head rested on my chest. He looked up into my eyes and smiled at me.

“You haven’t spoken much tonight Niall. Any reason why?” I questioned the Irishman. He shrugged and grinned cheekily. There’s something wrong with this kid. “Is this the longest you’ve ever gone without speaking or something?”

“He fancies you.” Louis blurted out, but then quickly slapped his hands over his mouth as if to think it’d take back what he said. I raised my eyebrows then looked down to Niall again, who had his eyes closed and a peaceful smile set upon his magnificent face.

“The feeling’s mutual Lou. It has been since Viva La Vida.” I sighed. I’m so lucky. It was 5pm and 2/5 of One Direction were in my hotel room, gradually making their way up my close friends list. I could never have asked for anything better.

“That’s dedication, the kind of fan I miss.” Louis said sincerely and exhaled deeply, in a silent kind of sigh.

“You don’t have to miss it now; I’m right in front of you.” I smirked at the tight jean equipped boy.

“Yeah, yeah.” He rolled his eyes. They don’t call him the sass master for nothing.

“Don’t you have a concert tonight?” I asked. I’m sure Paul said they did. It felt later than 5 because the curtains were tightly shut and the lights were out, creating a relaxing atmosphere.