Love and Hate

This is a Nial Horan Fan Finction. Najomitt is a huge directioner who won an interview and meet One Direction. After having a friendship Niall and Najomitt start having feelings for each other but Niall is scare about the fans and the hate she could recieve. What could happen when a couple receive so much hate?


7. The Drawing

“Here we are” Louis said. I was speechless. What can you said when you are in front of the house you always dream about and with your idols? I think my face showed all my emotions because everybody laughed even Paul. “Come on in Najomitt” Harry called me. With a nervous laugh I entered “you can call me Nani”  my jaw dropped. This was the most fantastic house I ever see in my life. Everything was so delicate but at the same time some of masculine. They had pictures of them everywhere and you could see their awards in a huge shelf. “This house is amazing” I whispered. “Do you want to see the rest of the it?” Niall ask me. I nodded. He showed me the rest of the first floor, and then we went upstairs. Theirs rooms. First was Louis’, next we entered on Liam’s, after Harry’s, Niall’s and last one Zayn’s. This room gave me a very big impression and not just because it was Zayn Malik’s room it was because in every wall you see in his room you could see paint, colors, drawings, they were everywhere. I loved it, it was beautiful. “you like it?” Zayn asked behind me. I turned. “I love it. This room is amazing. I bet you made all of this” I said pointing at the walls. “yes, you know that’s how I express myself” I smiled, remembering This Is Us in the part when he was in his room painting. “Zayn can you make a drawing for her?” Niall asked. I looked at him, of course I wanted it but what if he don’t want to do it? “of course, it would be awesome” he smiled at me. “thank you so much” that was all I could said. ‘stole my heart’ started to sound somewhere. Wait that’s my phone! I checked my pockets my phone wasn’t there. “Nani your phone!” Liam screamed. I went downstairs and took my phone. My dad was calling me. “hello?” I said. “hi sweetheart” I heard my dad’s voice. “hi daddy how are you?” “good, look is getting late I need you to pick you up right now. The traffic is horrible is this city!” I laughed. Oh my dad never have patience. “well I guess so..” I said even when I didn’t want to do it. “ok give me the direction” I give to him, and then he told me he was going to be there in 45 min. I hung up. “sorry guys it was my dad he is going to pick me up in less than an hour” I said very upset. “why so upset darling?” Liam asked me. “because I don’t want this day to end. I mean this is the perfect day, the day I always dreamed and now is over” I was holding my tears. Before anyone could say anything my phone sounded again. “Dad you called me 3 minutes ago. What happened?” he told me that something happened on the streets and he can’t go any further that the exit of the hotel. I don’t know if I should be happy because I have an excuse to have more time with the boys or worried because my dad can’t pick me up. “dad wait let me ask them if they know some other place” I told my dad. “guys do you know another route to get here from the Milennium hotel?” “I know one but it have to be just from here. I know they are working on the streets, they been doing that for like two weeks already” Niall told me. “awesome” he started explain to me the route. While I was telling my dad I got confused my dad also got confused, so I just pass the phone to Niall so he could explain my dad. Even when he was explaining it himself my dad didn’t understood. “It is really hard to get lost if you don’t know the area very well” Niall looked at me for a moment but got back his gaze at his shoes. He blushed. He Blushed! It was because he looked at me? I was the reason of that blush? I dint know but he looked so adorable. “I-i can t-take her if you want sir” he said shyly. NIALL HORAN WANT TO TAKE ME TO THE HOTEL! he looked at me again but like before he looked away I saw him blush again. “ok sir, be there in less than 30 min” he hang up. “what did he said?” I asked not believing what Niall asked my dad. Did he really want to take me or he did just because of courtesy? I was hoping for the first option. “I am going to take you  to the hotel” he told me. “but we have to go now because there is a horrendous traffic and your dad want you there before 8” I rolled my eyes. Of course my dad says that, he is a little over protective. I check the time just 6:50 we still have time. The rest of the time we talked about nothing specific. When I was going back to America Harry asked me. I told them that I had to go back next Monday because we had to get ready  for university. All the boys were there but Zayn was in his room, maybe doing the drawing for me. Just as I call him with my thoughts he appears in the stairs. He had a paper in his hand, he looked proud. Zayn give me the paper and I could see why he was proud. It was an amazing drawing. In the paper was 5 guys and in the middle was a girl, that girl was me. It was painted all over the paper. “careful it’s still fresh” he warned me. “this is spectacular. Thank you so much Zayn” I hugged him. I put the paper in the couch so it couldn’t be ruined for anybody. My dad called me again. “where are you?” he asked. He sounded a little angry. “I am on my way there. Calm down you said before 8 is still 7:20” “I don’t care, get here NOW” and he hung up. “I swear my dad is so weird sometimes. He was totally fine like 20 min ago” I said to the guys. They laughed. “We need to go” Niall told me.

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