Niall's POV:

Walking up to the hotel from the limo was the worst moment on this tour. What did she do? Was she even here? Would she be okay with all the fans knowing that she was with me? Would the fans be okay with it? Whatever, I don't care. If they don't support me and the boys anymore then I don't consider them fans anyway.

The elevator let me out on my floor. I felt like I was sprinting towards Liz and mine's room. I practically kicked the door down, "Liz?" I called.

I heard a muffled "What?" From under the covers of my bed.

"Baby," I said pulling the covers back, she was wearing my 'free hugs' shirt, I thought the wasn't wearing pants, but when she lifted her arms up to get me to hold her, I saw her shorts. The black went well with the green. I smiled as she place a hand on my chest and I played with her hair. She was warm, like she had been here for a while. I love moments like this, when I can forget that I am Niall Horan from One Direction and I can just be Niall. I closed my eyes and just listened to Liz breath. She sounded to peacful. Like she had forgotten about what happened. I fell asleep.

Liz's POV:

I wanted to scream, and yell, and fuss. How could he do this? Every time I go out in public I am going to get chased like I'm one of them. This sucks! It really, really sucks! I don't understand how NIall could put me through something like this. I lay under the covers while I wait for Niall to get back. I wasn't going to talk, I wasn't going to act like I was mad. He wouldn't understand what he did because he's a boy and he's stupid.

Paul is going to be furious. He didn't like me with Niall out in public let alone people knowing about me! Maybe I should leave? I don't really protect anyone anymore because Paul doesn't want me to get hurt, and now he won't let me near the boys let alone protect them.

I tried to get my mind off things by getting up and walking down the hall and getting some ice. I know it's bad for my teeth but I like to crunch on ice when I'm stressed or upset. I filled the bucket and turned to see Louis and Harry behind me.

"I know you're scared, but you can't leave him. He has waited too long for someone like you just to leave. He hasn't had a girlfriend in forever. And he-"

"Waited for me, I get it." I muttered. "Why does everyone think I'm going to hurt him? Do I really come across as that heartless?" I asked.

They shook their heads, "You just look really confused and scared." Louis said hugging me. "I get it, Eleanor was the same way." Harry looked excited, like I was going to hug him too.

"Oh, what the heck, come here." I said opening my arms to him. He was always alone, having a bad reputation sucks for him. No one wants to even get near him because they think he's going to hit and run. I don't think that's the case here.

"Harry, I know you and I aren't exactly... buddy-buddy, but if you want me to set you up with someone I can." I whispered.

"Okay." He said.

"Give me your phone." I said holding out my hand. Harry always had his phone on him; he handed me his phone and I put my friend Hailey's number in it. "Just text her." I said pointing to the contact I had just saved.

"What does she look like?" He asked.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket. "Me with brown hair." I said holding up my phone with the picture of me and her on my birthday. She looked exactly like me. "She's my 'sister from another mister'." I said with a smirk.

"Thanks, Liz." Harry said with a smile.

"You're welcome, Cheeks." I yelled while I walked away.

I opened the door and Niall was still sleeping. This turned out to be an okay thing. I won't die, most of the fans are scared of me anyway. Maybe I'll stay?