”What a source of reality…” Niall mumbled as he started pulling me away from the cameras.

“Also according to Sheila Jackson,” the man said which stopped him.

“Oh. So she said, huh?” he asked suddenly looking extremely pissed and frustrated, but he didn’t anything more he just pulled me towards one of those charming black old school taxis that was waiting for us. I got in along with him, Harry and Aida.


“What’s happening?” Harry asked seeming relatively unaffected by all the cameras and people asking questions.

“Sheila has apparently spread some news about Maja and I having broken up,” Niall said.

“Seriously?” Harry then asked surprised. “I thought she seemed completely cool…”

“Well, I guess not. She’s got some pictures at some kind, I don’t which ones that could be,” he mumbled. “Going to call have to call her tomorrow, she did act very weird at Dirty Dicks, but I didn’t think that she would do something like this.”

“I never liked that girl,” Harry said and somewhere inside me there was a little mean girl jumping around with joy thinking that I might be better than that self-important fake read head.

God, I must’ve been drinking quite a lot.


When we all got home to the boys’ apartments Niall still seemed upset about what Sheila had done, he didn’t say much and just kept staring out in the air, so I decided that I would have to talk to him when we were alone.

And as soon as he closed the door behind us to his place I said:

“Niall, you have to relax.”

“She just pisses me off!” he suddenly exclaimed making me jump a little.

“Don’t think about her. I understand if you’re upset, but at least she has quite honestly been showing you who she really is,” I tried to calm him down.

“I know, but it’s just… I’d just begun thinking that she might be cool enough, which was nice, since we often get to meet because of her work and stuff. Would be nice not to go around and hate her this way.”

“I understand.” And I actually really did, despite also thinking that it was nice to have Niall feel this way instead of being friends with her.



When he still walked around with a frown on his forehead as we were brushing our teeth in his bathroom – I had gotten my own personal toothbrush at his place now – I tried using a different strategy. I spontaneously kissed him with my mouth full of toothpaste and at first he just looked at me with the same old frown but gradually it started loosening up. I smiled a goofy and ugly smile showing all the toothpaste in my mouth around my teeth.

“You’re such a weirdo,” he luckily said.


Mission accomplished, I thought to myself, and spitted out the toothpaste in the sink. That didn’t change the situation at all though cause suddenly my mouth was filled with it again as Niall was now kissing me with his white lips. He didn’t wait for me to kiss him back, which took me several seconds because of my still very drunk condition, before he lifted me up on the sink to sit as he slid his tongue inside my mouth.

I was instantly turned on by his forceful actions as he took off my fluffy cardigan and t-shirt within the next few moments.


It felt like only a second later when I was sitting completely nude in front of him and him only wearing his boxers, which he quickly pulled down as well and then entered me surprising me a little by being that determined and confident.


The height of the sink lifted me up making me and Niall perfectly equal as he thrust himself in and out of me licking any leftover toothpaste around my mouth that was letting out moan after moan as his touches and movements made me tense my entire body in pleasure.

And just like all the other times we’d had sex I started to feel those tensions get bigger and bigger as they were building up towards my climax. It made me go out of my mind, I had no idea how Niall did it, but it showed me that having orgasms with him wasn’t just a coincidence that had happened a couple of times. I was just so turned by everything about him; his trained torso, his strong arms, blue eyes, blond hair, gorgeous smile and incredible person. This only happened because I was also so infatuated by his personality and so loving it.

He was the first guy I’d ever been this close with, even though I’d had relationships before, but he just seemed to already know me better than anyone else after only four months, I was so happy to be able to be this intimate with him feeling his hands travel all over my body and his lips doing the same.


“I’m gonna cum,” I moaned in his mouth as I tugged on to his hair with one hand and the other one holding tightly on to his back.

“Me too,” he groaned only a second before he released himself inside me with a few last thrusts to make me hit my climax with him with a loud moan.



The whole act didn’t take more than about fifteen minutes, even though it felt like two, because of both of our drunken heads and bodies. Afterwards we were giggling all the way in to his room, both butt-naked, and cuddled up in each other’s arms to not get up until dinner time the next day, when I decided that it was maybe time to get home, cause Aida and Em were going home at that time as well.



“So how was your day?” I asked them as we walked towards the tube station next to each other.

“Fine. Have you and Niall had sex?” Aida asked obviously only having one mission in mind and that was to investigate my love life. I was kind of expecting her to ask so, she always did that, so I didn’t spend too much time pulling out their misery.

“Yes we have,” I answered which made both of them turn their heads and look at me in excitement.

“How many times?!” Em exclaimed.

“Well… The first time was last Thursday…” I began as I had to rethink it a couple of times.

“LAST THURSDAY?!” she then yelled and I calmed her down not wanting every to hear, since we were still inside the building. “Holy mother of… Why the hell haven’t you told us?!”

“I don’t know, we’ve just been… you know, so busy with the concert and so much other stuff has happened. I haven’t had time to think about it too much myself…” I tried to explain.

“Oh what lie,” Aida cut in. “You’ve probably been going out of your mind not thinking about anything else than his naked body, you horny piece of shit.”

“Aida!” I said also trying to keep her a bit quieter, but by this time we were all outside and so none of the girls took me seriously.

“I would’ve done the same thing. If I’d been the one fucking that sweet gorgeous piece of white Irish ass…” she continued but then I stopped her.

“All right! I get it!” I shouted laughing. “I’m sorry, it just… didn’t feel like a big thing you know.”

“How? Was it bad?” Em asked concerned.

“No, no. Not at all, it was the best! But it just… felt so right. If you know what I mean,” I said.

“Yeah,” Aida nodded looking a bit thoughtful about something – probably Harry entering her.

“But you know… purely technically. Was it good then?” Em kept asking.

“Niall is… dirty,” I mumbled blushing.

“Really?” Aida said. “I can imagine.”

“Well please don’t,” I laughed and so did they.



“What exactly happened with Hollywire and Sheila and stuff yesterday?” Em asked when we’d sat down with some coffee in our living room at our apartment in West End.

“I don’t actually know,” I said lidding up a cigarette. “Something about Niall and I broke up, was all I caught up on.”

“Look here,” Aida mumbled holding up her iPhone for us to see a clip from Hollewire already on Youtube.


The blonde haired girl on the screen started talking while a few pictures of Niall and I were going by in the upper left corner:

“Member of the biggest boy band success in history, One Direction’s Niall Horan has recently started dating the musician of the upcoming band, The Rookies, Maja Lings. But according to several sources it’s now already over between the two of them. Niall has even told this to one of them:
"Maja is a stubborn and self-important girl, who will not take anybody’s advice but her own and taking control over anything that happens around her."

Well Niall, it seems like you’re definitely not finding her that cool anymore and take a look at these pictures and maybe you’ll start to see that real side of this new mysterious girl, on which she looks angry and frustrated at our poor little Irish boy.

Let me know in the comment section below whether you think this is true or not. Have they already broke up? And is Maja actually the unpleasant person that so much evidence point against?

I’m Chelsea Briggs, coming to you from Hollywood. I’ll see you next time.”



“Where are these pictures taken? You do actually look rather pissed on those,” Aida said as she held the phone close to her face.

“It looks like… Dirty Dicks,” Em said surprised.

“For crying out loud…” I mumbled.

“What? What is it?” Em asked looking at me curiously.

“She took those pictures right after she’d lied about what Niall had said about me to her, I thought she was just fixing her makeup or something, that’s why I look so angry at him. But he didn’t say any of those things,” I explained.

“Bitch,” Aida just said. “And then she’s also the one who’s walking around telling everybody the same false story…”

“What does the comments say?” I asked which made both of the girls stare at me without saying a word.

“Oh Maja, that’s stupid to read…” Aida started but I ripped the phone out of her hand. For some reason I had to know whether people were as stupid as I feared or if they actually turned out to have a little guts.


Turned out they’d eaten that story right up and according to all One Direction fans I was now some sort of toxic devil making all the boys in their favorite band unhappy and that I should stay away from them if I couldn’t behave like a proper and nice person.
Some of the comments I mumbled out loud for the girls to hear as I lid up cigarette after cigarette.



After about twenty minutes of listening to people hate me all over the world I decided that it was time to go to bed.


I was still feeling grumpy and incredibly hurt when I woke up the next morning, I didn’t bother either taking a shower or eating any breakfast, all I wanted to stay in bed for as long as possible, which was also the reason that I only made it just on time at work.

Even Nathalie’s usual comforting morning smile didn’t help at all.


“What’s up?” she asked when she discovered that I was struggling to keep my mind from floating away all the time.

“They hate me,” I just said.

“Who?” she asked looking confused.

“Everybody,” I answered. “Apparently I’m a horrible person making everybody around me unhappy.”

“And what do they know?” she said without showing any emotion which now made me a bit confused.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“It seems to me that you really like this Niall. And that he really likes you. Why do you care what some dumb, silly and devoid 14 year olds are thinking about you two? Especially when the people around you know the truth about you being the loveliest and most helpful girl?”

“You’re so sweet,” I couldn’t help but smile a bit at her cute attempt to cheer me up.

“Thank you. You too,” she smirked.


Right before we were done with preparing all the food Nathalie asked me something that took me by surprise.


“Maja uhm… I have to ask you something,” she stumbled. “A favor.”

“Fire away,” I said waiting for her to elaborate.

“I have like… this date. On Saturday. With a guy,” she began but my outbreak cut her off.

“Oh my God, that is so great, Nathalie!” I squealed. “I’m so happy for you!”

“Yeah, but there’s a problem. I can’t get anybody to watch Brady, his dad won’t do it, because he doesn’t think I should be spending time on such stupid things, you know…”

“That guy is really an asshole,” I cut her off again. “But I’m free on Saturday, I would love to watch him!”


To begin with she only looked stunned by my eagerness, but then a wide smile quickly formed on her lips.

“Are you sure?” she asked excited. “I mean, I don’t want to bother you, if you have any plans…”

“But I’ll have to come and meet him on Friday then. So that he can get a bit used to me and stuff, you know. What time is the date on Saturday?”


Again she looked like she just had to rethink the things I was saying before she answered:

“Uhm… He’s actually asked me to go with him an entire day, but I don’t know if I can be away from Brady that long and if you would want to take care of him an entire day, but you know, Aidan wanted to take me on a picnic in the park when the leaves were still on the trees, but maybe I should just tell him that I can only be away for a dinner…”

“Aidan?” I winked at her. “He seems like a nice guy. And you’re on a date the entire Saturday with him, while I take care of Brady. End of discussion.”


After that I was actually feeling quite all right the rest of the day at work, thanks to my dear colleague, her wise words and apparently also her kid.



When I got off and was walking towards the kiosk to buy cigarettes I got out my phone to call Niall, he’d been texting me to do that to talk about what had happened on Saturday night. He immediately picked up exclaiming:

“Maja! Oh man, I really need to talk to you about all this stuff.”

“Yes, I can hear that,” I said smiling a bit. “What’s up?”

“Okay, so I’ve spent all day on the phone. I first called Sheila this morning to make her apologize for all this bullshit,” he began.

“And what did she say?” I asked.

“That that was the way this industry worked and that she thought I would have gotten used to it after being in the spotlight for all these years. If the story is good and reliable enough you can make money and that’s apparently all her job is about.”

“But… that’s horrible!” I exclaimed.

“I know, but unfortunately it’s the truth,” he sighed. “Anyway, so I talked to our manager, Paul, cause he told me that this story has gotten quite a lot attention, a lot more than usual. People are actually thinking that everything is true.”

“I don’t understand… Why do we have to care? I mean, shouldn’t we just ignore it like we usually do?” I asked feeling very confused.

“Sometimes these kinds of rumors come around too much and too quickly and then we will have to confirm or disprove it to clear the air, or else it might affect other stuff. Like our careers and stuff.”

“That’s stupid,” I mumbled. “The usual, please,” I then said to the man behind the counter and he handed me my Marlboro Lights.

“I know. But that’s the way it is,” Niall spoke through the phone.

“So what are we going to do then?”

“Paul arranged an interview with some journalists, so I’m going to do that on Saturday. It nothing special, I’ll just have to tell them what I have and haven’t said.”

I could hear him smile through the phone which loosened up the knot that had suddenly started to form in my stomach.

“Okay,” I replied.

“And now. When can I see you?” he asked cheekily.



My happy mood was short lived again though as my mind unfortunately got to think that Aida and Em wouldn’t be home until dinner time.

And so I would be alone.

Alone.

For several hours.

And so I headed towards the nearest bakery.


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