Change My Life (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 13: The Interview

Chapter 13: The Interview

*Niall's POV*

Our first interview after the tour. Or what I like to call let's see how many questions they ask us that we've already answered in other interviews. We usually just play it off and answer the question, making a joke here and there when we get restless. We don't want to be rude so we still answer them even if we're tired of the answering the questions.

"Call time is in 10 minutes, I want all of you guys ready." I heard a lady call from behind me. I was sat in a chair, Lou was fixing my hair. I see Harry across the room playing with little Lux on the small couch. Lux was sat on Harry's lap while they both held Barbie dolls. It was an adorable sight. The room was a bit on the small side. It had a small rack of clothes in the corner which Caroline organized for each of our styles. There was a dresser in front of me with a giant mirror. That's pretty much all the room could hold since it was tiny. I'm a little glad that the rest of the boys weren't in the room at the moment because then it would be too cramped and it will make me feel a bit sick.Who knew where Liam, Louis, and Zayn could be.

I was nervous for this interview and I don't know why. My stomach was churning, maybe I'm getting sick or something. I hope not because who wants to be sick when you're supposed to be on break? I think I'll take a quick bathroom break before the interview to calm myself down.

I quickly thank Lou for doing my hair. I exit the dressing room, and come across a door labeled 'restroom' right in front of me. Good thing I didn't have to walk too far, I probably would have gotten lost.

I knock before I enter, realizing it was a unisex bathroom. Since no one answers I presume there is no one occupying it, so I turn the door knob and walk in.

I go over to the mirror over the sink. I open the cold water handle, letting the water run a couple seconds before I bend down and splash my face with water. It relieves my worry just slightly. I reach for a paper towel. I wipe the excess water from my face.

I can't get Yasmeen's voice out of my head. It was angelical, I don't know I felt like I was in a trance listening to her. It felt right. She deserves to be recognize because she has a beautiful talent. The way she held a note, very few people can, it takes many years of practice, but it seemed like it was nothing to her. Some of the best singers spent several hours a day just going over mouth work to get it right, she probably has never had to go over that stuff. Whenever we have to go over our voices, it can get a bit tedious but it does help us out a lot.

As I found myself thinking of Yasmeen, I remembered that I had saved my number as Sir Niall on her phone and sent myself a quick message to get her number. When did I do that? Well, when she fell asleep I couldn't fall asleep because damn jet lag. I saw her phone sticking out of her purple pyjamas pockets, it was a cheap phone. Since it didn't have lock because it was an old version I found myself putting my number in just in case I forgot to later. I would've wanted a way to talk her after I left and that's why I did it. I didn't go through it (not that I was because I wasn't going to do that) because soon after I fell asleep. So back to my message to Yasmeen, I typed ' hey the boys and I are gonna have the interview on channel 1' and hit sent. I followed it up with 'if you want to watch it you don't have to haha'.

"Hey Niall? Are you in there? We're on in like a minute." I hear Harry's voice through the door.

"Oh, I'm coming just a few technical difficulties." I smile remembering that video diary we did a while back. I miss them terribly. I feel my phone vibrate to see a message from Yasmeen 'how did you get my number 'sir Niall'? X) and of course I'll watch it :)'.

Seeing that message made my nerves leave me and I walked out the door. I was led by one of the security guards to the place where the interview was taking place. I saw the boys and made my way over to them. We shared small talk waiting for our interviewer to call our names. As soon as we heard the crowd roar, we knew we had to walk in. Harry walked in pulling back the curtain leading to the room full of people waiting to hear us talk, then Liam, followed by Louis, and Zayn. Here we go again, I think while flashing a smile to the crowd that awaited us.