He got out of the car and we were still holding hands. He smiled at me. "Maybe we should go out some time." He said.
"Niall, you're famous. You don't have a normal life and that means, I'm not going to have a normal life if we're together."
His smile fell. "We could hide."
"We would get caught."
"This can be your new normal?"
I shook my head. "I can't. I'm sorry."
"You can't handle the hate?"
"No Niall it's not that. I'm not a fan of One Direction." That and I wrote you guys a hate note on twitter. I'm the hater. Why can't he realize that?
"Hazel? I-" His eyes were pleading with me. "I like you and I'm not going to lose you!" He ran off the porch. "I'm going to prove to you that I'm a nice guy!"
I chuckled. "You're not going to give up. Are you?" I asked.
He shook his head with a smile.
Someone opened the door and I glanced behind me. "Sweetheart your dad is coming home." It was my mom. She smiled at me lightly.
My whole face lit up. "Really?!" A car pulled up beside Niall's car.
"That should be him," said my mom.
My dad hopped out of the car and I ran over and hugged him. He hugged me back. I glanced at Niall.
Something in Niall's eyes, read anger, or sadness, or hurt, but, I couldn't tell. "What's wrong, Niall?" I asked.
"Um, I should g-go." He said hopping in his car.