I went home shortly after and sat down with Niall. He hadn’t left the spot he was in when I first left the apartment. He was just sitting there chilling out and playing video games on the big TV in his living room.
“So did you see your friends?”
“Yeah, and brought you KFC, Kendra and I went there on the way back.”
I sat down beside him with the food and leaned against his right arm.
“Are you alright?”
“Yeah it’s okay.”
“We met Bruno Mars and Craig then attacked me and recorded our conversation about our relationship.”
“So what now?”
“It’ll probably be out sometime but if that’s the way he plays then that’s the game he gets.”
“Don’t make it worse Diana.”
“I don’t really care to be honest Niall. He was supposed to be my friend and said I used Andy to get myself closer to you guys just to get to you. He used me to get all information possible about you guys.”
“That’s his job just as it’s yours.”
“I do things differently.”
“What’s so different about it?”
“I don’t abuse my friends to benefit myself. I use them yes, that’s what everyone does. You probably do it as well without really thinking about it. The other thing is I’m not hiding who I am anymore and the celebrities I take pictures off know I’m there and they know who I am. I’m not just another paparazzo Niall. I’m me. I’m famous for being me. I’m that celebrity stalker who made it as a paparazzi and photographer. So don’t you dare put in my mouth that I’m doing things like that boy!”
“Calm down Diana.”
“No I’m tired of this. I’m tired of being treated like this. Is it such a big deal to you that I still work as a paparazzo because I can find something different to do then?”
“I could be one of your fucking event girls, you’d like that huh? Just make you boys look better whilst I’ll be standing there like a fucking slut.”
This was typical for Niall and me. Whenever we had a discussion it was always about the fact that I was still a part of the paparazzi group running around the streets of London. For some reasons he didn’t feel safe about it. I guess he was scared I would get arrested someday.
“What? I know you don’t like my job Niall but it’s something I grew up with and it’s something I really care about. If I wanna make a big deal out of my coworkers beings idiots that’s what I do. That’s how this is. It’s dirty business but it’s how it’s always been. We use each other and backstab each other but I never thought that one of my best friends would do this to me especially not because this will come out as me looking fucking bad to MY fans as well as yours. This is not only about you, you know that right?”
“Now calm the fuck down little girl.”
“You know I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Oh do I?”
“You ought to!”
“Well I don’t do everything I’m ought to ok?”
“Just fuck off.”
I stormed out the room and into the bedroom where my laptop was and sat down in the bed with it. I hated when we fought and I know he did so as well. I always ended up confused when we started fighting which let me to start crying.
I sat in there for quite some time sobbing. I was working while sobbing, and somehow it felt good to be doing this. It was quite strange to be honest.
I posted the new pictures. Both the one of my friends and I as well as my single photo with Bruno Mars.
Had the pleasure of seeing some of my most wonderful friends in London today. It is very lovely to be back and hang out with some of the people I see very rare. I love you all especially you Kendra. I don’t think I’ve ever had a better friend. Let’s meet up soon for another session. Maybe we can meet someone as kind as the guy we met today. <3
I read the text and posted the picture and looked a bit around the room whist waiting for people to comment on the photo. They usually didn’t do that of the picture of my friends and I but when it was with celebrities they went mental. I then found the picture of Bruno Mars and myself and posted it as well.
Met one of the most talented singers out there today on the streets of London. Was so weird running into him! Also had a little fight with the paparazzi group I am a part of so think I made a bad impression. I’m sorry if that is how it went Bruno, you were really kind to my friends and me and I’m very honoured that I got to meet such a beautiful person. Hope to see you soon. xx
I logged out of my Facebook after that and lay down in bed. I didn’t feel like doing anything right now. I just wanted to forget the fight with Niall. I wanted it all to be over with the fights. I just wanted a perfect relationship but I guess I’d never be able to live perfectly or normally for that matter. I had made myself a known face on the internet and I would have to live with that for now.
After I had been lying in the bed for a while, Niall came into the room. He had read eyes from crying as well as I had myself.
“Are you alright?”
He lay down beside me, facing me on the opposite side of the bed.
“It could be better.”
“I’m sorry Diana.”
“No I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be sweetheart.”
“You know I love you right Niall?”
“Of course I do princess. I love you too.”
He had taken my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine.
“You’re one of the most amazing things that have happened to me Nialler, and I don’t wanna lose you for anything in the world but these fights have got to stop. I can’t handle it.”
“I know me too…”
“So we’ll stop it now?”
“Yeah it’s better that way.”
“It definitely is.”
He moved closer to me and held me tight in his arms before he placed his lips over mine and sealed our promise with a kiss.