Chapter 11(A/N just to announce that there will be 15 chapters left :) And please share this with people it would mean the world to me!~Em)
"The band was going great and I felt like one of the boys even though I am Irish, they made me feel like I belong in the band besides what people were saying on Twitter. I ignored the hate and was a carefree mofo. The fans loved it. But there was only so much hate I could take. I fixed my hair, teeth and started working out so that people would stop calling me ugly and fat. It worked for a little while but I still felt inadequate compared to the other lads. I mean have you seen them?"
Hadley replied with a simple, "yes" but encouraged him to go on.
"Well I kinda got addicted to Twitter and all the hate people had to say about me. I would read the hate and tell myself I could take whatever they throw at me. But I was just lying to myself. It became like a drug to me. I put on a smile and acted carefree but it was slowly eating away at me. I don't even wanna repeat the things they were saying to me." Hadley encouraged Niall not to dwell on it but to go on with the rest of the story. "Well eventually I broke down and did something to rid myself of the pain but that would also keep the boys and the press from being worried about me. The first time I cut, I got addicted. It's my Irish background that makes me easily addicted to things. That's why I fight you so much about having alcohol. I'm addicted. Anyways, the cutting was starting to work but then she came along." Niall shuddered and looked like he didn't want to continue.
Hadley asked who "she" is. Niall was having trouble confessing it. Niall reached out like he was trying to touch Hadley. She moved carefully over to Niall until her face came in contact with his hand. A small, shy smile found it's way onto his lips. His hand traveled from her cheek, down her arm and to her hand.
He took her dainty hand into his and interlaced their fingers. She squeezed his hand gently and told him to go on. He asked her if he could trust her. She said yes and if he didn't believe her, that she was with a contract for her job and couldn't disclose his information. He asked her not even to tell the lads. She promised him and hoped he would believe her.
To her relief he continued: "In the midst of my sorrow, I managed to get a girlfriend. Only the boys knew about her. She was beautiful and I felt like sometimes I had to pinch myself to make sure she was real. I mean why would a beautiful girl want to date me? But she claimed to be in love with me and it was the relationship I had only dreamed of. But the boys didn't like her. I should've listened to them. We had been dating for about 6 months when she told me she wanted to take me home to meet her parents. I thought that this was great because it meant we were getting more serious and that maybe I had finally found the princess I had been searching for. I was all smiles when we pulled up to her house, but something was off. The lights were off and the driveway was empty. At first I was a little confused but then I figured she just used this as an excuse to get me alone so she could well you know. She led me inside and it was exactly as I thought. As soon as the front door closed, she roughly started kissing me and groping me. At first I was swept away by my passion and immediately turned on as she led me upstairs to where her childhood room is. We hit her bed and kept snogging and our clothes quickly came off. As soon as we were both naked, she started tying me to the bed. She tried to convince me it was more fun this way and I believed her."
Niall started to choke on his words and it became hard to understand him as he explained the rest of the story. Hadley took him into her arms and rubbed his back.