Love Life and Niall Horan

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I sighed as I picked up my laptop off my beside table. I'd put it there after Niall left it on my bed yesterday and couldn't be bothered putting it away properly.

I waited impatiently as it loaded up, tapping my fingers on the keys out of habit.

Once it loaded I just sat there, wondering what to do.

Why did I even get my laptop out? I couldn't remember for the life of me so I just opened up 'Google' and clicked the 'Youtube' button.

I grinned as one of his videos came up in the 'reccommended for you' box and clicked on it, almost jumping up and down in my seat.

I can't believe I forgot about him! I used to open up Youtube every day waiting for a new video upload, although there hardly ever were any. He always said he'd upload a video every weekend but in reality he was just a big procrastinator and uploaded one once every 3 weeks.

As I scrolled through his videos I noticed that there was at least 10 videos I hadn't seen.

'Guess what I'm doing today,' I thought to myself, chuckling.

"Hello internet!" He cried into the camera, grinning.

Danisnotonfire. Daniel Howell. Dan. Yeah you get me. I literally used to idolise him... and because he lived in Manchester and I lived in Holmes Chapel, he lived about 20 to 25 minutes away from me. I'd opted to meet him a few times, but it never worked out.

As the video was half way through my bedroom door opened loudly and I jumped out of my skin. Not literally. But you've heard the expression before right?

"What'cha watching?" James asked curiously as he walked into my bedroom grinning.

"You haven't even got changed out of your work uniform!" I laughed at him, shaking my head. "I'm watching Danisnotonfire."

He looked confused, "Who?"

I sighed. No one I knew, knew about him. "He's a Youtuber."

"A what?"

"He makes youtube videos." I explained.

"But w-." He started.

"Just shut up and come and watch with me."

I showed him a few videos and he laughed through all of them.

"This guy is awesome!"

I nodded, "very."

"So I actually came in here to talk to you about something..." James trailed off slowly, looking at me hopefully.

I smiled, "You know you can tell me anything."

"So..." he started, laughing awkwardly, "I think I- I think I may- I-. I don't know how to say it."

"Tell me as if you were talking about someone else." I told him.

"So there's this guy, not me, defiantly not me."

Okay so 'this guy' was himself, I get it so far.

"Well... he likes this girl..." He started, looking away from me.

I nearly gasped, "that's so cute! You're growing up."

He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "But this guy here, he knows this girl likes one of his best friends."

I nodded, as if to tell him to carry on.

"But... his best friend likes his sister, not the girl who he likes."

What? I wrinkled my eyebrows in confusion.

"James I'm so confused, can you just tell me who you're talking about?"

"SoIlikeLaurenbutshelikesLouisandIthinkLouislikesyou." He cried all at once.

"What?"

"I like Lauren." He said slower.

I grinned, nodding.

"But she likes Louis..."

My grin disappeared. "How do you know?"

He stared at me sadly, before saying quietly, "she told me."

"Oh." is all I could say, "James I-"

"But Louis likes you." James continued, interrupting me.

"What? Are you joking?" I groaned into my hands. "You're joking, right?"

"No." He sighed, "but you like Niall."

I groaned again, "I don't! Stop saying that please."

Suddenly there was a noise by the door and I looked at James wide eyed.

Please, please don't be who I think that's going to be.

"H- hey Niall. How ya doin'?" James stuttered.

I turned around slowly to see Niall stood there with a blank expression. he looked dissapointed and upset.

"Hi Niall." I grinned.

"I- I just came up to t-tell you that Liam wants us all downstairs because he wants to tell us something." He said, his voice cracking slightly.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He nodded slightly before running out of the room and down the stairs quickly.

"Natalie you idiot!" James cried, making me wince.

"What did I do?" I cried back, confused.

"He heard you saying that you don't like him!"

Oh...

"But I don't!"

He took ahold of my shoulders and shook me gently. "Natalie. You do. And now he thinks you don't."

"But he doesn't like me..." I whispered quietly.

"You're joking, right? Natalie, just realise it."

I put my head into my hands. I felt like crying.

"James what have I done?" I mumbled into my hands.

"Come here." He sighed, before pulling me into a hug. "You'll fix it. You always do."

I shook my head sadly, "come on lets go downstairs."

**

Well... hey.

I know this is probably like one page but I've been so ill and tired and I've been piled up with homework...

Next chapter will be up in a few days... I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry...

Quote- "There's no one, but yourself that can stop you from achieving your dream. So go for it. You've got nothing to lose..."