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Chapter 10

Chapter 10: She's not leaving.

NIALL HORAN SPOTTED IN CALI

He was seen exiting an ice cream parlour in a small town in California.
We managed to ask the world famous band member some quick questions:
What are you doing here?
"We are here on a mini vacation."
For how much time?
"Um, we don't know yet." Said the celebrity.
Where are the others?
"At home?"

He said and proceeded to rush past the press.
Celebrity encounters are common now a days. But the real question is, who is the other person he is referring to when he says 'we'?
There's a high possibility that it's the band but, it could be someone else.
Some pictures also showed him holding a girl's hand. She has never been seen with Niall before. Who is she? Has Niall found his girl?

For further updates, stay tuned.

Angelina's head was spinning at that moment.
She was currently holding the Stay Tuned magazine in her hands. The one that was posted every single day.

It was particularly about celebrity lives. And there she was, mentioned in that article.

In other circumstances, there was a slight chance that she would have been happy to be mentioned along with world-wide known names.

But here, certainly not.

"Cheryl!" She shouted as she bolted around the house, trying to find her newly made friend.

"Here, here!" Cheryl said and walked down the flight of stairs on the other side. She was wearing her night gown whereas Angelina was looking all ready to flee.

"The rest are sleeping. Let's be a little quiet now, shall we?" She said.

Oh right. How could Angelina forget. Not all people wake up at 6 in the morning to do some yoga.
"I'm really sorry. It's just that, at home, everyone is up by now." She said, lowering a her voice a little this time.

"It's fine, it's fine. Now tell me, what happened?" She asked, her eyes showing genuine concern.

Angelina didn't say a word as she dropped the magazine in Cheryl's hands and motioned for her to see the front page and then locate the article inside.

Cheryl silently read the article. First, glancing at the front page with Niall's photo on it.

"Woah." She breathed and Angelina had assumed that Cheryl was done reading the very disturbing sentences.

"Alright. They haven't posted the picture. So no one knows you yet. I don't know how to say this but, what is the problem? We can't do anything about things like this, Angelina. You might not be aware of this, but half of the things in such magazines are not true when it comes to us. They weave the story so well, we ourselves almost fall for it. You can't differentiate, what is a rumour and what is true." She finished.

"Yeah, you're probably right. But I'm not a celebrity, Cheryl. I'm not used to all of this. They haven't posted the picture yet, but they will tomorrow. The question is, what do we do about this?" She said, desperately pointing at the magazine.

"Let's forget about it for now. It's about Niall. So let's ask him. Ask him what he wants to do. Because when they post twisted rumours on us, we too, give them twisted answers." She said and smirked, like she knew that everything was going to end well. Cheryl's smile was so reassuring, Angelina almost forgot about the problem at hand. Keyword being almost.

"Okay. So do you want to ask him or should I?" She asked.

"Oh, what kind of a question is that? Of course, you." Cheryl replied like it was very obvious.

"Alright then." Angelina said.
"But I'll just tell you, you have almost three hours to kill. Niall doesn't wake up before 10. In fact, none of them do." She said, chuckling.

Angelina giggled. She loved how she could talk about Niall to someone who knew him. And it was Niall we were talking about here, so obviously she giggled.

Angelina still didn't know how she managed to control her emotions and actions when with him. But she did it. She did it well, in her own opinion.

"Alright. So now, I just have to do something. I don't have to pack anything to go home because I didn't get anything here. So..." she mumbled to herself.

But Cheryl heard it.
"Hey, did you just mention going back home today?" She asked, warily.
"Yeah. I mean, I have to go home. I can't stay here any longer. One step out of this house caused me less sleep last night. And mom also only allowed me for a day." She reasoned.

"Oh come on, Angel. I am just getting to know you. Even these guys won't want you to leave already. Especially Niall. Stay for him?" She asked.

Angelina could not help but let that sentence ring in her ears as she sighed at the thought of Niall not wanting her to leave.

"Well..." She said, still unsure.

"Okay, that's great! Now let's make breakfast." Cheryl said and walked towards the huge kitchen.

Angelina sighed once more, only this time, it was not because she was dreaming good dreams, it was because she knew that everyone in this house was really stubborn and won't take 'no' for an answer. At all.

"Hello mom?" She said, calling her mother.
"Good morning dear! How was the day yesterday?"
"It was...interesting." She replied.
"Alright? I'm hoping that's a good thing. Are you coming home today?"

"That's what I wanted to talk about. I spoke a word about leaving today to go back home and Cheryl got all hyper about it. She wants me to stay. She said they want me to stay. What should I do mom?" Angelina asked, clearly confused.

"In my opinion, if you are comfortable with them, you can stay. After all, they're all that matters to you." Her mom said, and Angelina could swear that her mom was grinning on the other side.

"Mom!" Angelina whined.
"Stop making weird Justin Bieber references! That didn't even match!" She said.

Did she ever mention that her mother, Natalie, was a huge fan of Justin Bieber?And when she said huge, she meant huge. You get the point.

Natalie loved making random references. Like One Direction was to Angelina, Justin Bieber was to her. So Angelina could understand. But only partly. Because well, Justin was approximately half her mother's age.

"Alright, hang up now. Go tell Cheryl you are staying and come soon, to take back some clothes!" Her mom practically shouted in the phone.
"Okay...? Bye mo–" but Angelina was cut short.

Oh well, Mom already hung up.

She strolled into the kitchen causally, dragging her feet a little.

"So now you are definitely staying." Cheryl said, grinning.

"Guess I am." Angelina grinned back.

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Count down: 14 days.
(sorry, had to do that.)