Dirty Little Secret - A Niall Horan Story

Everybody has a dirty little secret. Want to know what mine is? My dirty little secret is that.. Well, I am someone elses dirty little secret. Niall Horan's dirty secret that is. A secret he isn't so keen on letting the whole wide world know about. But as everyone may know, is that the thing about secrets is that they often don't stay hidden for long...

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5. 'You.. Heard all.. Of that?'

After a short while of wandering up and down the hallway popping my head into random rooms, I found him wandering up and down outside of the men’s room, pulling his hand through is hair and looking quite upset.

‘Niall?’

I whispered quietly, trying to get his attention without upsetting him even more. He quickly looked up at me with sad eyes, and walked over to me and simply stared at me.

‘What are you doing here? And with him?’

He whispered back, I was starting to regret once more that I ever stepped my foot in this place, in this world. Instead of being so focused on my pride I should’ve called him and talked it through.

‘It was a mistake coming here, I’m sorry.’

I mumbled and was about to turn around and leave when he grabbed my arm and turned me around, facing him.

‘No, don’t go.’

We were standing pretty close to each other, simply breathing and staring at each other. It had only been a couple of days since we last saw each other but I realized how much I’d actually missed him. He slowly lifted his hand up towards my cheek, as he was about to caress it but out of nowhere he shook his head and quickly dropped his hand and took a step back.

‘I thought the Alex he has been talking about was a dude. But now it all makes sense.. How could you do this to me?’

He shook his head once more and continued to back up, now there was what you would call a substantial distance in between us. I for one, was starting to get pretty confused, what had I done to him? Other than showing up with a mutual friend and saying hello’s to his friends. Oh well, the fact that he didn’t know that we had a mutual friend and that not anyone could just meet and greet with a famous boy band.

‘All this time you have been with him behind my back?’

He continued and now his voice was starting to rise. He sighed with frustration while staring at me with a hurt look across his face.  And now it all made sense in my tiny head. Ed must’ve had said pretty great things about me for Niall to assume that I’ve been seeing Ed behind his back.

‘I haven’t been with anyone behind your back? Now you are just jumping to conclusions. Ed and I are only friends, my best friend for that matter.’

I replied harshly and crossed my arms and just stared at him. I couldn’t believe that Niall was so quick in the assumption that I was doing something with Ed, he didn’t even think about the possibility that we actually could be nothing more than friends.

‘Oh come on. Like you could ever stick to one guy? Look at how willingly you got with me, huh?’

He spat out. Aouch, that hurt. He must’ve had seen the utter look of hurt in my face because his eyes softened a bit.

‘You know I didn’t mean it that way..’

He tried to reason with me and took a step towards me. I just simply shook my head and tears were starting to spill from my eyes. I couldn’t believe he actually thought that about me, and I had even more trouble with him actually saying such an accusation out loud.

‘You know what? Don’t even bother, I thought that we were more than this, I was wrong. Just stay the hell away from me.’

I sobbed and turned around. He grabbed my shoulder carefully but I just shook him off and started to almost to sprint out of there.

Right around the corner someone tugged at my arm, dragging me inside one of many rooms. I yelped but couldn’t do anything as someone placed themselves in front of the door.

‘Hush, it’s just me.’

I calmed down when I looked up and realized I looked into the blue eyes of Louis Tomlinson.

‘You.. Heard all.. Of that?’

I stammered out and gave him an insecure look. This wasn’t exactly my idea how everyone was going to find out, me and Niall arguing at some sort of party.

‘Yeah, uh. You could say that.’

He awkwardly said as he scratched his head and looked around the room searching for a place to rest his eyes.

‘At least now I know that he’s been up to these couple of months.’

‘Goddammit!’

I cursed and started pacing around in the room. I was thinking it all through in my head; Louis was standing with his hands in his pockets still searching for a place to rest his eyes. Of course this was as uncomfortable for him as it was for me, beside the fact that I was the one who had been sleeping with his friend for six months behind everyone’s back.

‘Fuck this.’

I walked up against the wall and threw a punch at it. Something I was known for was the ability to not being able to control my mood at all, it often resulting in things breaking, or in this particular event, I broke myself.  And god damn, it hurt like a bitch. I grabbed my hand with the other and started jumping around cursing loudly.

‘Calm down, woman!’

Louis gave of a high pitch squeak and started waving with his hands.

‘You can’t tell anyone about what you heard. And I mean not a single soul!’

I muttered through clenched teeth.

‘You gotta go to the hospital with that hand of yours.’

Louis nudged me towards the door.

‘Screw the hospital. I want a drink!’

I interfered and walked out of the door, where I had the luck to bump into the other Directioners.

‘Well well, jumping straight into it I see?’

Zayn grinned with a raised eyebrow. And I scowled when I realized what they had assumed that we were doing in there.

‘Thought you had a girlfriend mate.’

Harry looked kind of .. How can I put this? He looked like a bitchy high school girl with a snarl placed on this lips.

‘Aw, there you are Niall; we just caught these two red-handed in the closet!’

Liam joked when Niall came sauntering towards us.

‘Yeah, it was so wild that I punched the shit out of the wall.’

My voice was filled with sarcasm and bitterness as I waved my injured hand in the air. Something that hurt very much if I may say so myself.

‘What happened?’

This time it was Niall; he looked me straight in the eye and tried to grab my injured hand.

‘I was trying to seduce Louis here, you know, that’s what we sluts do, and then the wall just attacked me. Funny story huh?’

I growled at him. The rest of the group looked awkwardly between me and Niall, not realizing what was really going own.

‘Actually, I overheard a conversation.’

Louis looked from me to Niall and back again. And it seemed like everything clicked for Niall because his cheeks turned red in less than 0,3 seconds.

‘And well, she got mad and well here we are. But enough of that, let’s go to the hospital with the young lady here.’

The boys nodded, especially Niall who was giving me worried glances and you could see with the help of his body language what he didn’t really know what to do. I guess the protective side of him wanted to take me in his arms and tell me everything was going to be okay, while the other side of him didn’t want him to have to explain to everybody that we actually knew each other quite well.

‘Excuse me, but I’ll think I’ll take over from here.’

I turned around and faced Ed, and by the look of his face he wasn’t happy at all.

‘Hope you’re happy now, Mr. Big Shot’

He mumbled and glared at Niall as he placed an arm around my shoulders and started leading me out. Niall looked down at the ground and Louis placed and arm around him, whispering something into his ear. The other boys just stood there clueless looking from us and back, not really knowing what to say.

‘I’ll call you!’

I vaguely heard Louis yell as Ed and I walked towards the backdoor, really not a good time for flaunting yourself in front of the paparazzo with a hand as big as a melon.

‘This sucks, Ed.’

‘It sure does, friend, it sure does.’

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