ALEXANDRA POV-

“Alexandra, wait! Let me explain!”

With all the willpower I had left, I attempted to block out the feint hollers calling my name from behind and continued running. Jesus fucking Christ, I just needed to be alone.

I mean, what type of famous boyband member has the audacity to run out in the middle of the streets in search for a girl they barely even know?

mmmm. Idk, but I’m silently praying it’s not Liam. I’m absolutely infuriated with him and hope to never see his disgusting face again. Not only did I rely on him, I opened up to him too.

Wow, I feel so dang stupid.

I actually thought he was a genuinely nice guy who could relate to all the pain I went through.

Ha, I was so wrong.

He’s just some snobby, filthy rich, conceited, pop star.

Yuck.

It’s a given fact that I’ve always kept my feeling to myself, BUT the one time I choose not to, they are placed in the hands of the pig headed, Liam Payne.

Lucky me.

Every mere bit of trust me and him built up, were now knocked down in a matter of seconds. Like seriously, who the fuck does he think he is?

Out of everyone, I thought me and him were the closest.

Maybe I’m being dramatic, but just hanging out together at that cafe really made me feel like I got to know him.

Or so I thought.

It’s one thing not to tell me he has a girlfriend, but its another to leave out the major fact that he’s a worldwide celebrity.

All he probably cares about is fame and money anyways.

And hey, I’m not being stereotypical, I’m just being straightforwardly honest.

But then again, what did he possibly want from me? Was I just some charity case? Hmpf.

Without a doubt, I was so foolish to believe he actually wanted to be my friend. The sad thing is, I wanted to be friends too.I even hoped that…maybe… Zayn, Louis, Harry and Niall would become buddies of mine as well.

But, silly me. It was all too good to be true.

Like i said before: I hate men.

While these five boys are all living the dream, they are so oblivious to what goes on in the world around them.

The real world.

Who knew boy bands were popular nowadays anyways?

Damn. I feel like I’ve lived under a rock for centuries. Living with Jake for the past year or so has really impacted my life in ways I never thought it could.

Maybe it was my fault for not knowing who these guys ‘were’… But who am I fucking kidding? They aren’t some gods that I should be placing on a pedestal.

For crying out loud, I didn’t even know they could sing!

They could’ve mentioned that, like come on and grow some balls.

Plus, wouldn’t they wanna tell me about all their success and brag about it? Isn’t that what they’re supposed
to do?

Hmm this all sounds so fishy. Maybe I’m on one of those TV shows where you get pranked? Hah, I wish.

“Alexandra, just slow down!”

Oh shit. The shouts were getting louder step by step as my pace began to descend.

The rapid blood pounding in my ears clogged my brain as I frantically bolted across the street, praying to get as far away from this hell hole as quickly as I could. My jagged breaths came out in short intervals and all I really wanted to do was rest.

I needed to just sit down and think. Think about absolutely everything.

My arms were stretched out in front of me as I sprinted further and further.

But seriously, I’m running at a pretty damn fast speed. Well, for someone who doesn’t play any sports. I’m more into writing, drawing, and….. singing. Actually scratch that, I haven’t sang since what uh..what happened to my mum and uh… dad.

Keep running, don’t stop.

I had to persevere myself not to give up. Repeatedly, I played these convincing words over and over in my head. But man, I am so out of breathe.

Sometimes I really wish I didn’t quit football, then maybe I might’ve been in much better shape and could easily out run all these motherfuckers.

“Alexandra, just stop please!”

No thanks pretty boy. I’m not gonna just obey to your commands. For christs sake, I’m not a god damn puppy. I just want whoever this person is to go away.

And leave me alone.

Keep running, don’t stop.

After awhile, these words become less and less convincing.

In reality, how much longer can I keep going? Why can’t I just stop now? What if I’m not strong enough anymore? I’m just so tired. Tired of running away. Tired of being let down all the time. Tired of being lied to.

Tired. Tired. Tired.

Great, here comes the water works. I was determined not to cry and now here I am, doing the one thing I hated most.

I’m so pathetic.

Wiping away the droplets of tears smothered across my face, I rubbed my bloodshot eyes countless times over and over again . God dammit. Stop crying.

Who am I kidding? I shouldn’t be crying in the first place.

Soon, my vision began to blur and I was practically running in zig zags.

That’s it.

I give up.

I stopped dead in my tracks, letting my hands fall down in surrender.

Sniffling, I rubbed my runny nose with the back of my hand. & Not even caring, I collapsed onto the sidewalk and forcefully threw my head in my sweaty hands.

Sitting there, I could hear the sound of someone’s footsteps nearing in my direction. I took slow and cautious breaths and just closed my eyes.

The darkness was inviting.

Until, I heard someone plop down beside me. Oh lord, I might as well get this over with.

Wrapping their arms around me, I still didn’t dare to look up.

We both stayed silent as a pair of hands played with my messy hair. Twirling it around and stroking it softly, I let out a sigh.

“Look, I’m sorry. I should’ve told you.”

Whoa. That voice was definitely unexpected, but I didn’t respond. I couldn’t. I was at a loss of words.

“C’mon Alexandra, at least look at me…or say something.”

Shoving my head further in my hands, my mind was racing on what to say and what to do. Should I run now while I still have the chance?

Or should I give him a chance..

Disturbing my train thoughts, his hot breath whispered into my ear making me shiver, ”Will you let me explain?”

Timidly, I nodded my head as his arms abruptly pulled me tighter into him.

Taking my chin with his left hand, he gently pulled it up, so my face was looking at his. We were only inches away and I could practically feel the tension. But once I dared myself to look into his ocean eyes, I was stuck in his gaze.

“Look, I don’t know how many times I can say I’m sorry. Its just..I finally felt like someone liked me for me. Just Niall. Not Niall Horan from One Direction. And I know this was a lot for you to take in. Hell, I’m sure you never want to look at any of us ever again…but… you’ve got to give us a chance to make it up to you. I can gain your trust back, I know I can. You’ve already run away from me once and I’m not letting it happen a second time.”

Can someone pinch me? Did this really just happen? I must be dreaming. Ok, snap out of it.

Unsure what to say, I went with my gut feeling and asked the question I so badly needed the answer to.

“But why are you putting in so much effort to be friends with a girl like me?”

Reaching towards my hand, Niall intertwined our fingers and gave it a tight squeeze. I could see the guilt and sorrow filling up his glassy eyes. But why is he so upset? I’m sure he has girls throwing themselves at him all day, every day.

“There’s something about you that’s special.”

Holding back the grin ready to pop on my face, I let fear take over instead.

“I don’t know Niall, I think I better get going.”

I stood up from the pavement hurriedly, practically ready to walk off, but was interrupted by Niall standing up as well.

He slowly placed one of his hands around my waist, pulling me closer against his chest. I could feel my heart pace quickening as our bodies finally met. Reaching for a stray piece of hair covering my cheek, he tucked it behind my ear. Intently, I watched as his head slowly tilted to the right as he looked down at my trembling lips then back up at my hazel eyes. His orbs were pleading for permission and granted it with a slight smile.

From there, a smirk crawled on his face after tantalizing me by licking his lips seductively. Oh damn. Without realizing, I felt my eyes closing. & The next thing I knew, his lips barely brushed mine as I impatiently waited for them to completely touch.

This boy needs to stop teasing me.

“God dammit, just kiss me already” I mumbled.

And from there, his luscious lips crashed into mine.

As cliche as it sounds, I felt fireworks explode. His lips were gentle, but captivating and I felt as if I was in another world.

But before the moment became too heated, I pulled away. I know, stupid right? Well, it’s just because I needed to get my feelings straight. I’m not falling for him, am I?

No. I can’t fall in love with a pop star.

Although it was short kiss, I would’ve totally been down for a full on snogging session.

I just didn’t want him to get any of the wrong ideas, so I ended it when I had the chance.

What if he falls for me and I don’t catch him? What if its the other way around? I don’t know, but damn, those lips knew how to work its magic.

Looking up at the angelic boy, he pulled me into a tight hug as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

“Please come back with me?”

I pondered on the question, but was still stuck on my already made decision which was to leave and never come back.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea…”

“Please just give me a chance?”

“Niall, I forgive you.”

“Yay! So lets get our butts back to the hotel cause our food is probably getting cold.”

He excitedly began tugging on my arm and babbled on and on about lunch and whatnot.

But I was still glued to my spot.

“Why aren’t you coming?”

“I don’t wanna see Liam,” I muttered beneath my breath, but I guess he heard.

“You can stay in my room. It’s no big deal. Now come on!”

Sighing in defeat, I jogged over to where he was.

“Hop on my back”

“What?” I asked utterly confused.

“No questions. I’m giving you a piggy back ride, duh.”

“No, I’m too heavvyyyy,” I whined. Yes, I am very self conscious.

“Oh shuttup,” he said before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulders.

“NIALL PUT ME DOWN! I AM GOING TO CRUSH YOU!”

“Are you kidding? You’re as light as a feather! And no, I’m not putting you down.”

“LET ME GOOO”

“Not gonna happen sweetheart”

“I AM TOO FATTTT”

“NIALL HORAN RELEASE ME THIS INSTANT”

“YOU PEASANT! I CAN WALK MYSELF!”

After muttering profanities and screaming at the top of my lungs, I came up with a devilish plan. As a couple
seconds flew by, I was able to wiggle out of his loosened grip. From there, I jumped off and landed promptly onto the ground

“RACE YOU BACK TO THE HOTEL!” I shouted before sprinting off to get a head start. hehe I am such a badass.

Notes

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**A/N im so so so sorry for the late update! i had foot surgery and ive been in the hospital and yeahh.. :/
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