Hours past, days past, weeks past and soon I found myself partly living in London even more than before in the most beautiful spring weather in the apartment Niall was the owner of. We had become quite serious about the relationship but people were still asking questions. No one ever knew when we were in Sweden because we were that amazing to hide. I guess being a part of the paparazzi was a good thing for us then. They were still asking question. Neither of them knew about me yet. I was the mystery girl with no name and no face. Not even the fans had found me yet. I don’t know how we could keep doing this and have done it for 2.5 months already. Why hadn’t we been caught who was not saying anything?
We were sitting in his apartment in London. The weather was still amazing and I loved being here and didn’t want it to stop for anything in the world. I had just come back to London after visiting my parents in Sweden for two weeks.
“Do you think the press will ever figure out who I am?”
“Why would you ask that?”
“Well I’m on twitter and facebook at the moment and someone actually just asked if it was me after what I said when we first started dating.”
“Ignore it then?”
“I can’t. I wanna be able to tell people what a wonderful boyfriend I have.”
“It’s your choice Diana but think about what you’re putting yourself into. The paparazzi are still your friends and they are going to hunt you down whether you want it or not. They won’t stop till they know everything about it.”
“Then maybe I should just say it as it is. Post it on my Facebook, tell the world who I’m really with.”
“It’s your choice. If you want to then do it.”
“I’m gonna do it then.”
“Let me help you out.”
He smiled and came to sit beside me on the sofa and wrote a long text. To be honest I don’t think I’ve ever been that nervous. We were sitting there for quite some time figuring out how to do this properly and without hurting anyone, yet we still wanted them to know it was serious so we added a picture of the two of us kissing so people would know just how serious it was.
I don’t know how to put this or how to even tell you what I’ve been going through the past 3 months. I don’t know where to start or where to end.
I’m in London at the moment and as you might have noticed I’ve been here for about 2.5 months over the past 3 months and it’s not just been to visit my friends, neither have I been out with the paparazzi. Ok we might have had one job but I swear that’s all.
The reason I’ve been here is because of something that started when my friends found out who I really was. It’s hard for me to tell you all now that it’s been going on for so long and I don’t really know if I really do want to share this.
You all know I’m in love. It hasn’t been a secret and I’ve been very open about telling you that I’m in love with the most amazing guy I’ve ever met and he happens to be living in London, which is actually the reason I’ve been here for so much. I’ve been with him, hiding from the world and from everyone around me. I’m not here to take him away from you and this doesn’t mean you can’t hug the life out of the guy I’m insanely in love with and happen to be dating. But ladies and gentlemen I’m very happy to announce that Mr Niall Horan of One Direction is off the market for now.
The picture was added and Niall posted the text on my Facebook wall and share the status on my twitter and after that he confirmed our relationship by retweeting my tweet. I was scared and honestly I was shaking when we were waiting for people to react. It was probably the most terrifying thing I had ever done and I was so happy that I had Niall with me when I decided to do this. I needed his support.
“Don’t worry about it love. It’s gonna be fine.”
“You say that now Niall. But the paparazzi.”
“Screw them! Screw everyone. I don’t care if people are hating you and trying to make you into something you’re not. You’re my girl Diana and I love you.”
I think that was the first time Niall had told me he loves me and I looked at him with big eyes and my mouth a bit open.
“I love you too Niall.”
He embraced me with a hug and hold me there for a while with a smirk written on his face. I loved this kid more than I had ever done anyone so to be honest he was right. I shouldn’t let anyone bother me for who I was with, because the guy loved me. His star status had nothing to do with what an amazing and beautiful personality he had towards me and everyone around him. He wasn’t any different from everyone else I knew that age.
We sat there for a while and after about 10 minutes I opened my Facebook and twitter pages again and started looking for what people were saying. Mostly we went through Niall’s mentions and as expected a lot of people didn’t see it coming but they knew about the mystery girl, they just never expected it to be me.
I loved reading through the comments, and no matter how selfish it was I loved seeing people envy me because of what I was able to do. I had gotten up from my seat at a young age and that was what gave me my opportunities in the first place and now they had gotten me the one guy I liked the most in one of my favourite bands.
“It’s not as bad as expected.”
“No it’s alright. To be honest I love how they envy me.”
“Really? It doesn’t make you nervous?”
“No, not at all. They all have the same opportunities as I had when I was their age so let them fight for what they want instead of expected it to be served for them. That’s what I did and that’s what my friends did and that’s why we can do the things we can today.”