Niall Horan; the famous pop band singer. The teenage heart throb. That's him. He's the one that makes the girls swoon and cry, especially when he gets kidnapped from Paris.

Why? Because he's famous. But don't count on him giving up. Maybe love can help him through this?


22. What Are You On About?

What had she done to be called a liar?

Bella's brow furrowed and she started to feel angry herself, her tears going as soon as they had come.

"What are you talking about?" She yelled, frustrated.

"You know perfectly well!" He snapped. "What was that rubbish you were spouting? Oh yeah, 
- always makes me help, and if I don't he hits me-" he mimicked in a mocking voice, his normally soft blue eyes ice.

Bella listened to his furious ramble helplessly. Obviously something had happened. Well, duh! She mentally rolled her eyes at herself. She needed to make Niall listen to her.


"Don't! Say my name again..." He growled and took a step towards her menacingly. Startled, Bella took a  step backwards. Her head whirled. She needed him to shut up!


Taking a step forward again, she went with her gut feeling, leaned in and kissed him. A weird feeling came over Niall and he instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her back. Strange butterflies danced in his stomach. All too soon for him though she pulled away.

"Now will you please listen to me?" She said somewhat breathlessly. Niall shifted uncomfortably and finally cleared his throat and nodded.

"Okay..." Bella started , trying to clear her head of the effects of the kiss. She decided best to broach whatever he was on about gently and cast around for another thing to start with. Her gaze stopped on his bandaged hands. She reached out to touch them but Niall drew away, shaking his head. Hurt flitted across her face before she could hide it.

"What happened to your hands?" She asked tentatively.

"I, er, punched through the window."

She stared at him bewildered.


 He stared at her bitterly.

"Because I learnt the truth."

"The truth...?"

"Oh, you know, only the bit where your step-father confessed that you and him were best if mates actually and you were using me for my fame and money." Each word was a dagger of accusation. 

Bella gaped at him. 

"Jeff... I... Best of mates!? Niall I came to you now because Jeff was abusing me for telling you about... You know."

Niall gazed at her blankly. Then a mixture of emotions crossed his face - apologetic, worried, concerned, realisation and anger in one feature. It was impressive. He ran a hand through his hair, making it stick up in bits and pieces. Even now, Bella longed to reach over and smooth it all down.

"Wait what?" Niall croaked. Bella said nothing. "But then he l-"

"Lied to you? News, blondie, the world is full of liars. Sorry if you've never come across one, since you're rich and all." Bella's face was unreadable, her voice expressionless. She had her arms crossed over her chest.

"Oh. Bella, I'm-" his voice cracked. Nervously he licked his lips, swallowed and tried again. "I'm so sorry."

Bella shook her head, and turned away from him to open the door. She looked back at him over her shoulder, and Niall could of sworn her eyes were glistening a bit.

"What I don't understand," she stated quietly, "Is why you believed him over me." And with that she was gone, closing and locking the door behind her and slipping into the forest.


Hey leprechauns! (in honour of Niall!)

Tabs here or superstar123... Just wanted to say sorry for the lonnnnnnggg time between updates, will hopefully be able to update more in the future. Please please pleeeeassseee leave a comment, you have noooo idea how much I love hearing from you all! Hope you enjoyed my chapter, or the whole story in fact! If you do, hit the like button for me :) 




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