Underneath

Athelia Queann is living the glamorous life in London as one of the richest people in England. She's a big sensation, and everything the fans thinks she's not. She's manipulative, spoiled, selfish and nothing is never good enough for a star like her. Behind all the glitter and the fake smile, a loneliness is slowly tearing her up inside. But one day a person enters her life and changes everything. Even though Athelia don't want anyone to come this close to her, that one person starts becoming really importnant whether she wants it or not. That person is someone she used to know as Niall Horan from One Direction. Nothing more.

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13. Nothing more than friends

Athelia's P.O.V

Weeks passed. So slowly. More slow than they used to. Maybe because the weather started to be horrible. Cold. Windy. Dark. Wet.

Every night I sad in my windowsill looking at London. The darkness on the sky and the sprakling lights from all the buldings was the most interresting thing I could do. No crazy night out laughing and dancing and talking. Just quiet by myself at home in my Calvin Klein silkpyjamas. Some nights I considered calling him. But I fastly realised it was a stupid idea. My work and carrier was the most importnant thing in my life. I did not have time for... what was he? A friend? Sometimes I suprised myself. I hated him in the start, and now.... he was suddently my friend? Or was he. Maybe he was more a... familiar? What did you call a guy, you sometimes spent time with but didn't like. I was not in love with him. And friends was a little to exaggerated.

Most of the nights I actually ended up picking up my phone dialing his number and just sitting there for minutes looking at the numbers. Wondering if it was the right thing. And every night I always decided it was not a good idea. But even though I wished it was not true, I thought about him a lot. All the time actually. When I saw a picture of him smiled. I even got butterflies in my tummy sometimes when I heard him speaking on TV or something. It was redicilous.

Niall's P.O.V

"You'e sure I can just go?", I asked again biting my lip nervously.

"C'ome on Niall. Yes! You can go!", Zayn excalimed rolling his eyes and waving me against the door.

I stopped in the doorway.

"What if she says no?", I asked looking directly at him. Maybe wating for him to say something comforting.

"She won't say no, I promise. She acted like she reeeeeally liked you that night. You haven't talked to her for two weeks now, I think it's on time for you to pull you self together and do something about it. After all you like her Niall", Zayn said proving his point while  trying different shirts on in front of the mirror. "She seem to like you".

"Yeah sure she seemed to like me. She was drunk. So was you and me and everybody".

"Still it seemed like she liked you. Not just because she was drunk. And besides,she wasn't that drunk. She just had fun and realised how great you are! Now go! Go find her and ask her out!". Zayn was good with avices. Most of the time. So I decided to trust him. I mean, I missed her and liked her so why don't find her? What could be the worst thing that could happen? If she rejected me.... whatever, if she does I don't care, I lied to myself.

"Okay. I will go now........", I mumbled opening up the door out to the hallway.

"You go Niall!", Zayn laughed giving me a thumb-up.

 

 

It was early so she was home. She even opened the door wearing some skinny grey jeans, a blouse looking very expensive and a pair of heels.

"Hi", she said. Not smiling. Suprised. But still the hi warmed my heart. Usually she looked cold at me without saying a word.

"Hi, thankyou for .... last time", I smiled and scratched my head looking at the ground. She made me shy, looking so amazing.

"Why....are you here? I'm on my way to a photoshoot", she said in a normal tone. Not sounding angry or annoyed. She didn't smile though.

"Athelia...ehm. It's been way to long. I had so much fun that night, can we please go some where? ", I said. Just saying it. I swallowed and my hands found their way to my pockets in my pants. They were sweathy. Seriously, how nervous was I?

"I can't sorry Niall. I'm to bussy. I don't have time for all this. It's....". I liked her saying my name. I don't think she had ever called me Niall before.

"We'll do something fun", I tried to temp her.

"Fun for you is McD's and I'm not going back there. I have to go now Niall". She closed the door behind her and walked passed me on her way to a black cab waiting for her.

"No, no. We can do something else. A totally different thing. please just come". Athelia kept walking and I was just talking to her back. "I've missed you", I sighed in a low voice and looked down at my feet.

I could see her turning slowly around. She looked at me for some seconds. Just starring.

"You did?", she said in a carefull voice like she was afraid of breaking me.

"Yeah. I did. I wanna hang out with you again!".

"Well..... where do you sugest we should go then?", she said and a smiled apeared on her pink lips. It made me smile too. Big.

 

 

No on'es P.O.V

They went to the park. To the cinema. To amusement parks.To restaurant trying different meals. Soemtimes it was fromal places she picked where she made Niall eat salad. And soemtimes it was places like Nandos, pizzarias, steak houses where he made her eat all kinds of food she usually never ate. They were together more often as the time passed. Sometimes they watched movies. Sometimes it was lovestorys, sometimes comedy, sometimes action. They talked. Sometimes it was deep conversations about life and feelings. Sometimes it was sarcastic talks about random unimportnant things. He was her only friend and the only one she had ever been so close to.

She laughed and smiled more often as more time they spent together. And so did he.

And as time passed they felt more and more in love with each other, but ofcourse without admitting it. Niall admitted it to himself, but Aelia never did. They never kissed or anything near that. They acted like friends. Only friends. She told herself every night she got home from him that she was not in love at all and never would be. But deep inside she knew oneday she would not be able to run from it anymore.

He simply was to afraid to tell her and she simply was to afraid to admit to herself.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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