My Boyfriend: Niall Horan

Bella Apollo is 19 years old. Bella was an average girl, average face, average life. For the summer her and a few friends were living in a pent house in her uncle's hotel in New York City. The boys of One Direction had decided to come to America and explore New York City, to see what it's like to live in this cultural hub for the summer. Bella and 1D's paths cross unexpectly and she falls for a certain artificially blonde heartthrob but a struggle in the Apollo family tears at their relationship. Something else happens which challenges their relationship and Bella is nothing short form torn.


14. Back Off Bimbo

Niall's POV

After the concert me and the boys were attacked by girls asking for pictures and autographs. I was trying to get out of there to catch up with Bella. I saw her flowy white dress linger in the rows of seats in the theater as girls got up trying to push past the guards and Paul as we exited the stage. When the last few girls filed out she got up too. I watched her take slow steps towards the exit as if waiting for me to come running spin her around and kiss her. I was going to actually but a voice cut through the air like a switchblade.

"That was amazing boys." Dallas came up to us.

"There are girls screaming outside the hotel entrance and pushing their way through the lobby trying to see you. My bookings have doubled since this morning for this month. I guess you are a lot more popular than I ever imagined." he cooed.

"This summer will be very profitable." he smirked.

I wanted to find that freakin' switchblade and cut off his disgusting smile. I wanted to cut him for being such a...

Dallas was standing in front of me. Liam had come up from behind and grabbed my shoulder.

"Come on Niall let's try to get back to the room."

The boys could feel something, tension increasing between me and Dallas as each passing second drifted by us. Every fake smile that had been flung into the air had been absorbed and made me hate Dallas even more. The only piece of my heart that accepted this man was because he and Bella shared blood, that he was the Uncle of my Bella, my princess in that sunny warm milky dress waiting for me.

"Can me and Neil have a talk fellas?" Dallas grinned. It sent chills up my spine.

"It's Niall." Harry spat out. Dallas looked him in the eyes,

"My mistake." he simply said.

Bella's POV

I crammed into the elevator with some girls who had been staying here as well and had left the concert. I listened to their mindless chatter, when one girl's remarks caught my attention. She looked familiar. I got it, she was in the row of seats sitting directly in front of me.

"Niall was watching me the entire time. I sware his eyes were on me checking me out."

This girl was sadly mistaken he was watching me. I snickered, louder than I had hoped for. The girl was a blonde-bimbo who obviously thought her looks were all she needed to get by. She was wearing this tight t-shirt with Niall's face on it and some skimpy jeans that barely covered her bum exposing a firey red thong. She had crimson lipstick on and this bright blue eye shadow which made her look like a hooker. She even had the biker boots to prove my point. She looked like one of those girls who would end up serving soft serve at Dairy Queen for the rest of their life.

"What's so funny hippie?"

I was shocked, was she talking to me?

"You thought Niall was looking at you-"

She cut me off, "And you think he would check you out in that dress?"

I lost my footing as the elevator door opened. Girls gasped but me and this girl didn't turn around it was just me and her. I was pressed against the wall now while she moved in closer.

"As if Niall would even like some flat chested short ass like you, I know he would jump all over me if he even got a glimpse of me. He would never like some hippie dippy sufer chick like you."

The words grazed me, I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Why was it getting harder to breathe? Why was my eyes begining to tear up. Because my mind had let some of her words seep through, I couldn't help considering if just a small piece of her talk was true. I didn't have the largest bra size and she was pretty I guess.

"Don't talk to my girlfriend like that." A deep irish accent broke the silence. Niall was leaning up against the elevator door keeping it open. The bimbo breathed, "Oh my god Niall Hor-"

"Why would I want a girl like you?" He grunted.

"I love our fans but the ones who have to rank on others just because you don't feel secure about youself makes me sick to my stomach," Niall looked at me "I was just up on my way to the room to see you love when I heard this mess."

The girl gulped like when a child got caught trying to steal cookies from the cookie jar.

Niall stepped in letting the door slide shut. There were about three other girls plus that jerk in that elevator all of them watching as Niall kissed my neck and slid and arm around my waist pulling me closer. One floor before ours Niall guided us out.

"Next time play nice girl." he said sternly. She nodded as if that was her father.

When we got off the elevator I asked, "Why did we get off one before our floor?"

Niall shrugged, "I don't want them to know what floor we're on for real."

Smart one.

When we got into the room we were greeted by the snores of Elly and Drake sleeping on the couch.

"The boys will be going out tonight so it's kind of just you and me Bella." Niall whispered in my ear.

"And you will never believe what your cranky Uncle told me."

I turned around and nibbled his ear, making his grip on me tighten.


"That he doesn't want some wanna be Beatles fucking you over."

We both laughed.

"Come on Bella we didn't finish what we began."

I sighed, "Okay Niall, I'm coming-"

He grabbed my hand and we ran into my room.

"Prepare for maxium pleasure!" Niall laughed.

"Isn't this exactly what Dallas doesn't want you to do?" I asked climbing onto the bed.

Niall stood at the door watching me. "That is why we must."


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