Distorted (A Niall Horan Story)
Chapter 22
*Niall POV*
This morning was a disaster! I woke earlier than I used to, moreover, I never woke early after I had concert before. But, strange thing does happen once in a life time. I’m really surprised that those paparazzi never had enough. When I open up my phone, those fan girls are tweeting about me and some other girl, which is Alice about last night. There’s a picture of us looks like we’re kissing. I thought it’s only a rumor, so I don’t really put much effort into it.
I turn on the TV while making myself egg sandwiches. I brought the sandwiches to the sofa and eat it. “I think I put too much mayonnaise in it,” I put the sandwiches back and when I got up, I saw something similar, so I turn my head to the TV, for Pete’s sakes, isn’t that Alice! She was surrounded, and… this is ridiculous! Without thinking another second, I brought my jacket to cover my face and ran as far as I could. I knew that market which Alice is now. It only few minutes away from my place thankfully. But, when I got there, only the paparazzi are around, looking for her.
When I thought she had left, I wanted to go to her place, but I feel like something is going on, so I look for her, and I can’t believe what I saw. She’s kissing with another guy. I can feel that my heart stops beating for a couple of seconds, but then again, I looked closely to her eyes, she was crying. Thus, I don’t care what happens to me, I ran after him, and punched him in the face, and take Alice with me.
“Alice… Alice..” I called her name. It hurts to see her like this. She’s shivering in fear; she covered her face with her hands. “Please… don’t do anything to me. I’m begging you.” She muttered. I swore to God, she’s scared as hell. She couldn’t even recognize me. “Alice, it’s me, Niall.” I said to her. I can feel that my voice is shaking. Alice slowly put her hands down and cried. I can’t help but to hug her. “It’s okay, Alice,” I said to her softly as she keeps crying. “I’m here now, I’m here now.” It kills me watching her like this. Oh God, please, why should I have to keeps on seeing her cry? Why can’t I stop making her cry?
This morning was a disaster! I woke earlier than I used to, moreover, I never woke early after I had concert before. But, strange thing does happen once in a life time. I’m really surprised that those paparazzi never had enough. When I open up my phone, those fan girls are tweeting about me and some other girl, which is Alice about last night. There’s a picture of us looks like we’re kissing. I thought it’s only a rumor, so I don’t really put much effort into it.
I turn on the TV while making myself egg sandwiches. I brought the sandwiches to the sofa and eat it. “I think I put too much mayonnaise in it,” I put the sandwiches back and when I got up, I saw something similar, so I turn my head to the TV, for Pete’s sakes, isn’t that Alice! She was surrounded, and… this is ridiculous! Without thinking another second, I brought my jacket to cover my face and ran as far as I could. I knew that market which Alice is now. It only few minutes away from my place thankfully. But, when I got there, only the paparazzi are around, looking for her.
When I thought she had left, I wanted to go to her place, but I feel like something is going on, so I look for her, and I can’t believe what I saw. She’s kissing with another guy. I can feel that my heart stops beating for a couple of seconds, but then again, I looked closely to her eyes, she was crying. Thus, I don’t care what happens to me, I ran after him, and punched him in the face, and take Alice with me.
“Alice… Alice..” I called her name. It hurts to see her like this. She’s shivering in fear; she covered her face with her hands. “Please… don’t do anything to me. I’m begging you.” She muttered. I swore to God, she’s scared as hell. She couldn’t even recognize me. “Alice, it’s me, Niall.” I said to her. I can feel that my voice is shaking. Alice slowly put her hands down and cried. I can’t help but to hug her. “It’s okay, Alice,” I said to her softly as she keeps crying. “I’m here now, I’m here now.” It kills me watching her like this. Oh God, please, why should I have to keeps on seeing her cry? Why can’t I stop making her cry?
Notes
Thanks for reading up until now :) how's the story? is it keeps getting better or worse?sorry for grammar errors :(
6/25/13