Decisions (Niall Horan fan-fiction)

Chapter 2

RENEE'S POV

"Renee! Get your crippled self out of bed! We've got a meet and greet to go to!" My friend Mia yelled at me.

"Just 5 more minutes," I pleaded.

"No that's what you said 20 minutes ago! Now if you don't get up now there won't be any breakfast left for you," Mia spoke, knowing my weakness.

"I'm up, I'm up!" I jumped out of the bed forgetting about my broken ankle as I yelled in pain.

"You're an idiot," Mia informed me.

I smirked. "Love you too, butt nugget."

I grabbed my clothes and walked into the bathroom. I put on some red shorts, a black Obey shirt and my white converse shoe. I only needed one shoe since my right foot is in a stupid boot. I quickly brushed my long dark brown hair and brushed my teeth and left the bathroom.

"Come on crippled we are going to be late! Nash texted me and said they have a wheelchair so you don't have to fight the crowds," Mia informed me.

"Alright then, hand me my phone and let's go!"

If you haven't figured it out yet, I am what people consider "vine famous". Mia and I share an account together and we are basically partners in crime. We were on our way to a meet and greet with some other famous viners. I loved meeting fans and taking pictures and performing in front of them. They were like a family to me and I loved each and every one of them.

We made it down into the lobby and saw all the other viners down there and waiting on us.

"Good morning Mia and Ren!" Matthew said smiling. I knew he was mostly just greeting me though.

"I'll tell you good morning after I get my food...so where's it at?" Matthew let out a laugh and handed me a donut. I smiled and then gave him a 'good morning'.

"Alright Ren, here's the wheelchair and I'll carry your crutches. The meet and greet is just up the street, so it won't be a long ride" Nash told me. I just nodded my head and handed him my crutches, still to tired to function.

"Wait! Ren is that my shirt?" I looked down and saw the black Obey shirt and nodded my head towards Matthew letting him know that I could care less.

Matthew smirked, bent down, and whispered in my ear, "I like you wearing my clothes. You should wear them more often."

Before I even had time to blush I heard Taylor scream, "MATTHEW LEE ESPINOSA move your flirting butt away from Renee right now before I put you in a wheelchair!" I watched Matt's eyes grow wide as he stepped away.

I wheeled my way over to Taylor and gave him a glare. "Morning Ren, how's my little sister?" Taylor asked as he leaned down to kiss my forehead.

"Taylor we aren't related and I'd be better if you didn't scare Matt away from me all the time!"

"Renee, I'm just protecting you. He's a guy I know how he thinks!" Taylor protested.

"Taylor, he's your friend! One of your best friends that happens to treat me well," I argued with the guy who is basically my big brother.

"Alright you two c'mon let's go! Ren I'll push you and Taylor you lead the way" Cameron said while stepping in.

"Okay c'mon everyone let's go," Taylor said as he lead everyone out the door and to the meet and greet.

We started to walk down the crowded streets of Miami, Florida -or in my case rolled-. I waited until we were farther behind and thanked Cam for stepping in. "I don't understand what his problem is! You're like my bigger brother and you don't care that Matthew flirts with me" I complained to Cameron.

"Woah, hold on there! Just because I'm not as uptight as Taylor doesn't mean I like Matt eyeing you. But, he's a good kid and if he did hurt you, I'd kill him." I bursted out laughing because Cam sounded so serious.

We neared a large, modern building and I heard Nash announce, "Alright everyone we are here! Everyone ready for another awesome meet and greet!" We all cheered and got pumped up for the day. I saw Matt turn around and give me a shy smile. I smiled back before he could turn around and walk into the building.

I couldn't wait until I went over to a recording studio with a few people in Great Britain in a couple of weeks. Maybe then I could sort out my feelings for Matt. Without Taylor giving me his input.