Shattered Reflections (One Direction FanFiction) COMPLETED

15- Guys... We Have A Problem

AApril 19, 2012... 6:30 pm

Niall POV:

I know what I'm doing is wrong. Demi and I have been "dating" for a while now, but the thing is, we haven't seen each other in person much since we met the first time. We had been texting, and skyping... But it's not the relationship I wanted. Not that I want one with Olivia, wait... Maybe I do, I don't know. I mean, Demi is beautiful, talented, intelligent, independent, and always smiling.

But then there's the great, Olivia Shayne. She just....has been through SO much, and still, she's always joking around and being herself. Not that Demi hasn't been through a lot, or isn't being herself, but I feel that the fame has gotten to her head, and it just sank in that Demi is famous. And then Olivia walks into my life, joking, and laughing, and being her true self, not changing. What if I were to ask her to a picnic dinner tonight? Would she say yes? I kind of like her... A lot. Does she like me back?

There's too much to worry about. Why does love have to be so complicated?

Olivia POV:                                                                                  

Twenty Minutes...Twenty-One minutes ago, Niall and I had ran to his car. Twenty-One. Twenty-Two minutes, Niall has sat in his seat, staring at the driving wheel, in deep thought. I decide not to bother him, and put my headphones in my ears.

"Do you...go....me?” I faintly heard through my loud music. I look at Niall, and he looked anxious.

"I’m sorry, what?" I ask, taking out one of my ear buds.

"Do YOU, want to go out with me tonight...like a date?" The blonde asks.

Did Niall ask me on a date? Like me, Olivia? Oh god. Do I say yes? Oh my god. What did he ask me? Did it just get hot in here? No, it’s just my cheeks, blushing!

"Ermm... Sure!" I exclaim out of nowhere. I smile, resulting in a bright smile on the leprechaun’s face. He started driving as I plugged in my iPhone into his Maserati.

"You've just got to see me through another day... My body's aching and my time is at hand... And I won't make it any other way...” the car played. As soon as the song got to the middle, Niall's eyes widen,

"You listen to James Taylor?!?" he asked in shock.

"Well of course," I say humming to the song,

"I’ve never met anyone who owned a single James Taylor track." the blonde said, eyes glued on the road.

"Well here I am!" I exclaim as Niall pulled up by the entrance of the hotel. Niall got out, and before I could unplug my phone, Niall had held the door open for me.

As we walked through the fans, more hurtful words were thrown my way.

"Die! Bitch!"

"Why are you with MY boyfriend?"

"Slut!"

All these words made me tear up. They don't know me. How can they assume this? As I think this, I'm pretty sure he read my mind, and the blonde slipped his arm around my waist. I rested my head on his shoulder, and buried my head into his chest.

We finally made it inside with the help of the many, MANY security guards. Niall went to go check in, as I waited at the elevator doors. After a couple minutes of waiting, Niall had come to me and we both made our way to our loft-like room. No one was there, so I just went to my room, as Niall did something in his.