Part Seven
I walked over to Niall's bed and sat on the edge. He didn't move from where he was stood, the door was still open a fraction and his eyes were studying the floor, not daring to look at me. I couldn't tell if he was relieved I was here; or upset. I looked around the modern hotel room, there were masses of clothes everywhere, sprawled in piles across the floor. The room had two beds in it. I'm guessing one of them was Liam's, because of the clothes neatly folded at the end of the bed. And the other was Niall's.
I shuffled forwards slightly off the bed and walked over to the window. There were hoards of screaming girls below; holding up banners saying one direction, or shouting their favourite members name as loud as possible. How did Niall sleep with all this noise? Suddenly they all began to scream louder and I watched as four heads appeared out of the hotel. I turned away from the window and back to face Niall. "Niall, what's going on?" He pushed the door fully closed and walked towards me, "I don't know." He sighed, picking up an empty crisp packet of the floor and throwing it in the bin. He sat down on the edge of the bed where I had been moments ago and ran his fingers through his hair. "I just don't know." "Yes you do Niall! You know exactly what's going on! What, you shout at me for having Zayn in my room? Then you say something about him wanting what you want? And then you tell me that thing is me! I don't know if you're messing around or not!" I shouted, surprised at my sudden outburst. He sighed again, this time though, it was heavier and it sounded like he was thinking about what to say. "I'm not." He said, "I'm not messing around with you. I really like you Lily, but you obviously don't feel the same way. I can't stop you from being with Zayn if you really want to be, but I'm never going to stop feeling this way about you."
I suddenly burst into tears. God knows why. No one had ever shown me this amount of affection before, and I wasn't used to it. Niall quickly put his arms around me, "oh my god. I'm sorry Lily; I didn't mean to make you cry!" He gushed. "No- no, It…Its not you." I spluttered, "It- it's just no one has ever felt about me in this way. Never mind someone who could have the pick of thousands of girls!" I cried onto his shoulder. "shhh." He soothed, "I'm not being funny Lily, but your one of the most beautiful girls I have ever seen." He whispered into me ear. I shuddered softly, his voice sent tingles down my spine. I paused; I wanted to say so much to him. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs how amazing I thought he was. I wanted him to call me his and I wanted to be able to tell him how I felt. I breathed in and opened my mouth, but this time the words didn't stick in my throat.
"Niall, I feel the same way."