The City Of Love

Naomi p.o.v.

On the way down, I was avoiding the group a little. I didn't feel like I was wanted anymore. I really had nothing to talk about. The girls were talking about their own things that didn't relate to me, and Niall would probably avoid me because of what I did to him. I really ment nothing at the moment. I felt like nothing. I didn't feel the pain in my legs from the steep walk, and when Louis apologized to me, I didn't feel like he actually ment or cared about what he said.

When we got to the bottom, they had plans to go out for lunch, but I didn't want to go anywhere. I snuck out of the group and went to explore for myself. I walked passed the Eiffel Tower, I walked passed the hotel, and I walked passed a restaurant.
While I was looking at the views, I bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention," a man said.

"Its fine," I sigh.

"I'm Shawn, what's your name?" He says.

"Uh, Naomi Horan," I answer.

"You mean like, Niall Horan?"

"Uh yeah…" I say.

"My 17 year old sister loves him! That's so weird," he laughs.

"Yeah, I-I guess," I smile.

"You wanna walk with me?" He asks.

"Sure," I agree. He links his arm with mine, and we start walking.

"OH MY GOD! ITS NIALLS SISTER!!" A girl shout.

"I HAVE A NAME YA KNOW?!" I shout.

"No one cares about you, we all just want a piece of your brother," she smirks.

"Uh, well excuse me, but he has a girlfriend!" I blurt out. No one was supposed to know. Crap.

"He what?!" She shouts.

"No! No, he doesn't have a girlfriend, she's my girlfriend, so I hangout with her a lot, so I should know. She's just tricking you so you'll back off her bro," Shawn saved me on that one. But, I'm dating Harry, won't everyone expect us to be hanging out? Wow. These chicks messed everything up. The paparazzi is going to say things about this in the magazines, and on tv, everywhere. Harry will be so upset. Oh God, now I'm screwed.

I run away to the hotel, and into our room, and I see that the girls are back.

"Are the boys here?" I pant.

"Uh, were you running the marathon? Lena asks.

"Answer my question!" I shout.

"Gosh, yes, they're back…" she says. I run to their room and knock on the door.

"Yes?" Louis says, opening the door.

"I need Harry," I sat say.

"Harry, Naomi needs to talk to you," he tells Harry. Harry comes out of the room, and closes the door behind him.

"Yeah?" He says.

"Uh, is it alright if I have a fake boyfriend?" I ask quickly

"Why?" He asks.

"Well, when I left you guys, I ran into a guy named Shawn. We took a walk together, but we bumped into a crowd of fans. One of them made me angry about what she said about Niall, so I kinda accidentally told them that Niall had a girlfriend. But then Shawn said that he was my boyfriend, and that he hangs out with me a lot, and that he knows that Niall doesn't have a girlfriend. Then I realized: 'My boyfriend is Harry, how could I explain this to him?' Then I came up with this," I explain.

"Okay, that's a good reason, so sure," he says.

"Really?" I don't believe it.

"Yeah, if it had to do with keeping Lia and Niall's thing a secret," he shrugs.

"Thank God! I ran all the way here to ask you this!" I smile. He hugs me and kisses my cheek.

"I wouldn't think you'd cheat on me anyways," he laughs.

"Okay, nighty night! Tell the boys I said goodnight," I smile.

I skip to the room and the girls are in bed already, so I just settle into my bed

Notes

Hope you liked it!! :)


~Naomi