We Can't

"Why can't we talk back there?" he pointed towards the direction we came in.
"My mum"
"And she..."
"Doesn't want us to talk to you guys."
"Fine then sneak out at 11 and come to the after party"
"No"
"Won't she be in bed?"
"Yeah"
"Than what's the problem?"
"I- I just can't" Can he please just stop.
"Fine, but Niall wanted me to give you this, so you know it's him when he texts you."
"Why does he have my number?"
"I gave it to him" He shrugged. "I have to go before I get mobbed"
"Wait, how'd you find me?" I called after him.
"I didn't. You were here while I was" He turned around shrugging again. Weird. I started to look through the cameras to find the one I needed.
/ / / /
I walked into my lonely home, setting my shopping bag on the couch as I walked past it into the kitchen. My phone dinged in my butt pocket. I pulled it out to reveal a number instead of a name, so I pulled the paper out of my pocket too; sure enough it was Niall.
'Hey. It's me'
'Hia me, how are you?'
'Very funny, I'm fine and you?'
'Good. Hope you have fun at the after party tonight (:'
'I will since you're going ;)' Well aren't you just flirting up a storm.
'Guess you haven't gotten the news. We aren't going'
'Wwwhhyy?'
'Because.' I can tell this is going to be a problem.
'That's not an acceptable answer'
'It is, it will be.'
'Fine'
'Thank you. I have to go. Have fun tonight' Maybe mom won't find out about me texting him.
/ / /
I pulled my phone out. I'm so bored, all I've been doing is watching Disney movies.
** group message**
A: Guise I'm board. let's do something.
D: Me too; any ideas?
J: I've got an idea
An: Oh dear, what is it?
J: My arm had open space, anyone up for tattoos?
K: Yessssss
Ad: Let's do it.
A: Meet at my place.
D/J/An/K/Ad: K
/ / /
I looked through the book of tattoos to find the one I wanted.
I picked mine out and waited with the others.
/ / / / /
I gazed at my bandage on my wrist waiting for Jamie to get out. It was taking forever and it was getting to be close to 10. I yawned and look around at the other girls, they all looked half asleep. My phone dinged. I took me a moment to process. It was the one person I didn't want to talk to.... Niall.
'Hey'
'Niall I told you to stop'
'I just need a reason, then I'll stop.' I don't know what to tell him. I could say I just don't like you, but that would break. I obviously can't tell him the real reason.
'Why are you even talking to me in the first place. I am one in a million fans, what makes me special out of them?' Ha! answer that.

Notes

~Niall's_Princess~
Whoa, what. Oh Dear