C'est La Vie

HIM: Niall James Horan. Irish. Boyband member. My best friend. The guy I am hopelessly in love with. All rolled up into one.
ME: Maxime Adelina Mercer. American, but of French descent (cue to my name, in case you couldn’t tell). Personal trainer/physical therapist for previously mentioned boyband. Eternally friendzoned.

Will Niall ever see me as more than just a friend? Or is this just the life I'm destined to live? Being friendzoned by the boy who means more than the world to me.

Find out more in "C'est La Vie"


14. Eye Contact




"Alright who the hell put glue in my hat?!" Liam's voice boomed out as he stepped out on stage, holding his favorite snapback in his hand.

Zayn and I glanced at each other for a moment before bursting into laughter, joined by the majority of the band as well. Louis was the only one who managed to keep a straight face.

"Glue?" He asked dumbly. "In your hat? Oh Liam we would never do anything like that! That's just cruel! How could you think that us, your dear best friends, would--"

Louis didn't even get all the words out before Liam took off after him, Louis shrieking and jumping off the stage, running through the aisles of the arena away from Liam, who was probably going to kick his ass. Well, not really. 

Zayn and I sat down on the stage, still chuckling over Louis screaming like a girl. Which I couldn't blame him for, Liam was basically The Hulk these days.

Dan, Sandy, and Josh came around and sat too, all of us just chatting about pointless stuff while we waited on Niall to show up so we could start soundcheck. I wondered if he was going to bring Max with him. 

Oh god, just at the thought of Max I felt my cheeks heating up. I can't believe how stupid I've been. First, I lie to her and tell her that Niall's feelings for her aren't genuine, even though they are. Then I agree to help her piss off Niall by pretending we have a thing. Then I had to go and shout that I love her when she was standing right behind me.

Yeah, I'm a genius, right?

Wrong. I'm an idiot.

Last night when she was drunk in her hotel room, the look on her face killed me. She was so mad at me. With good reason. And then of course there was Niall.

Oh god, Niall hates me. I can't blame him though. Oh man when we were going to find Max, I could have sworn he was going to punch me in the mouth for telling Max that his feelings weren't real. If the roles were reversed though, I would have punched me in the throat. I've never seen him so angry. 

And then after we left Niall to deal with Max, all the boys asked me what the hell was going on, so I filled them in on everything. 

So now, everyone hates me. Well, they don't all 'hate' me. They're just disappointed in how I've handled everything. I'm pretty disappointed in myself too, to be honest.

I just want to talk to Max, that's all. I want to apologize to her, and explain why I did what I did. Not really sure how that conversation would go though. 'Oh hey Max, sorry for lying straight to your face because I'm in love with you hope you forgive me wanna be friends?'

She would probably kick me in the balls if I said that.

But I have to say something. That's why tonight, I'm going to go to my training session with her and I'm going to just lay everything out on the table. Everything.

"Harry? Harry!"

I shook my head and looked up at Zayn, who was snapping in my face trying to get my attention.

"What?" I asked incredulously.

The boys laughed. 

"Mate you were spaced out for like five minutes." Josh said. "You thinking about her?"

I didn't have to ask to know who he was talking about. 

I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. "Yeah, 'course I am. I just hope she doesn't hate me."

"She probably does." Louis' voice said, showing up out of nowhere with Liam shortly behind, sitting down next to me. His hair was quite messed up, I'm guessing from a massive noogie courtesy of Liam.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. "Oh gee thanks Louis, I appreciate that." I said sarcastically.

"Oh come off it Harry, you were an idiot and everyone knows it. Just apologize to her and don't be an idiot again, and everything will be fine." Liam said, leaning back on his forearms as if it were the most obvious explanation in the world.

"Easier said than done." I shot back at him.

"Well I don't care what you do about Max, as long as you make things right with Niall." Zayn weighed in. "You two can't be fighting." He said seriously.

"I know that Zayn." I bit back harshly.

Zayn just shrugged and started typing away on his phone, probably texting his girlfriend because he was a lucky bastard who already had a girlfriend who he loved and loved him back.

The topic shifted from me after that and I listened as Liam and Sandy argued over who the best rapper was.

A few minutes later, Niall finally walked in.

With Max.

Holding hands.


She looked flawless, just wearing jeans and a 5SOS tshirt, her hair braided off to one side, showing off her beautiful face.

I glanced up at her eyes then, and I'll be damned if the whole world didn't stop turning.




As Niall walked me into the arena, nodding at security, he kept his fingers tightly intertwined with mine, which I was grateful for.

Damn my subconscious for bringing up The Darkness again. I could feel it seeping in my veins just like before, and it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep the memory at bay by each second. I couldn't believe I had gone two whole years without even thinking about it, and now it was coming back. 

Niall's constant chatter kept my brain occupied though, so I just focused on what he was talking about. At that moment, it was something that a fan tweeted him that he just found hilarious. I smiled, despite my inner struggles, because Happy Niall is my favorite Niall.

Just as we were about to step onto the stage, I squeezed Niall's hand and pulled him to a stop.

He turned and faced me, cutting himself off mid-sentence. 

"What is it?"

"What are we going to tell the boys? About us?" I asked.

What are we going to tell Harry?

Niall shrugged. "I dunno. They probably won't even ask. They've all expected us to get together sooner or later anyways." He said with a goofy grin.

I took a breath and laughed, pretending to shrug it off too even though I was actually really concerned about how they would take this. How he would take this. Harry admitted to being in love with me yesterday and no matter how upset with him I was, I didn't want to break his heart.

"Well come on then." Niall finally said, pulling me with him onto the stage, where I heard the boys' voices.

I laughed at his eagerness and skipped to get back in step with him.

As soon as we stepped onto the black linoleum of the stage, I felt a pair of eyes on me instantly. A very distinct pair of eyes. Green eyes that looked like little perfect emeralds.

Then I made myself look at him as well. We locked eyes, just us two.

And something...weird happened.

I felt everything disappear. The lingering Darkness that I was trying to repress? Gone. My anxiety over the boys' fans? Gone. Regrets over my past that are constantly haunting me? Gone.

Everything that I hated about myself, just faded to nothing.

With just a single look.

"Oh hey guys!"

Louis' voice brought me back to reality, and I jerked my eyes away from Harry's. I felt the blood rush back to my face, sure I had gone extremely pale.

What the fuck was that?

My feet moved robotically as Niall tugged me over to where the little group of the boys and the band were sitting on the stage. I could feel Harry's eyes trained on where Niall and I were holding hands.

"Wassup?" Niall said, smiling at all of them before looking down at me. His smile instantly turned into a look of concern. "You okay?"

I looked up at him and forced a smile, even though I could feel him still looking at me.

"Yeah, I'm good." I lied, smiling wide, hoping he believed me. He seemed to. "Um, are the 5SOS guys around anywhere? I told Ashton I was going to show him a soccer move the other day and I never got around to it." I asked, coming up with an excuse to get away from him and make sure that didn't happen again.

And I didn't even have to lie, the 5SOS boys were always asking about my almost-college-soccer career and I had told Ashton a few days ago I would teach him how to do the Hocus Pocus, my favorite move.

"I think they're on their bus out back." Josh answered for me. 

I turned to him and forced another smile. "Okay thanks, I'll let you guys get ready, see you after the show!" I said, starting to walk off the stage and get away from them so I could sort out my feelings.

"Hey, wait a second!" Niall said, grabbing my wrist and spinning me back around to him. My eyes flew open as he grabbed my waist and pulled me into him, forcefully pressing his lips to mine right in front of the guys.

I felt the tension on the stage rise instantly, and I couldn't even bring myself to properly kiss him back. Which is something I never thought I would be doing, seeing as I've been secretly in love with Niall for months. Now he's kissing me of his own accord, and I can't even enjoy it because Harry's in the room? That doesn't even make sense though, I hate Harry! 

Don't I?

The kiss only lasted about two seconds, and when Niall pulled away he was grinning at me like a kid on Christmas. I managed a weak smile back, feeling everyone's eyes on me. Especially a pair of striking green eyes, the owner not having said anything this entire time.

"I'll see you later." Niall said with a smile.

"Y-Yeah, see you." I stuttered out before turning on my heel and briskly walking away from them.

Once I was safely off the stage and away from the group, I found a wall and leaned back against it, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths.

What the hell just happened?

And how come when I closed my eyes, I was seeing two green ones staring back at me like I was the only thing in the world?



Author's Note:

So this mysterious painful memory that Max calls 'The Darkness' is still around, what could it be?

Don't worry though, it will be revealed in the next update, which will be quite soon :)

What do you think will happen with Harry? Leave thoughts below, I love to read feedback!

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