Story Of My Life. (Niall Horan Love Story)

56. I'll Be There For You.

Niall's P.O.V.

I walked into the hotel room just in time to see Audrey stand from her seat on the couch and push the laptop to the side. Without a word she ran to the bedroom slamming the door behind her. I knew she was crying and instantly all I wanted was to comfort her, but I know I couldn't. Instead I walked over to the laptop and was confused to see a Twitcam had just ended. Out of habit I began scrolling through the messages the fans had sent in so it wasn't to long before I began to see hate. Not for me, or the others but for Audrey! Angrily I closed the laptop lid, leaving it on the couch.

“Niall, what just happened?” Zayn asked walking up to me. I pointed to the computer lying on the sofa, 

“Why don’t you just ask our dedicated fans, maybe they have a clue.” I said, Zayn gave me an apologetic look, 

“Nialler, I’m so sorry, don't let it get to you. Those fans don't understand how special you are.” He said placing his hand on my shoulders. I shook my head, 

"No, not me. They where giving Audrey hate!" I said. Zayn's expression turned form apologetic to surprised in a second.

"What was she even doing on a Twitcam?" He asked. I shook my head again.

"I don't know." I said, 

"Well go see if she's okay." Zayn said, taking his hands away. 

"But I can't." I said, 

"Just go. I won't tell." He said. I nodded and Zayn nodded and gave me a pat on the shoulder before walking back to the rest of the guys. Quietly I opened the room door and closed it behind me, and walked over to the bed. Audrey was laying there curled up in a ball. Instantly all I wanted was to lay next to her, to hold her close. I lay down behind her and put my arm around her waist pulling her to me, she turned around and grabbed the collar of my shirt and buried her face in my chest as she began to cry. I didn’t say anything but just let her cry it out, hoping she wouldn’t be to hurt or scarred afterwards. I gently rubbed her back until she fell asleep. 

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Audrey's P. O. V. 

I woke and sat up, looking around I realizing Niall was missing. Cat was asleep in the other bed but other than her I was alone. I sat up and noticed I was still in my outfit from last night. But what scared me the most was the deep throbbing in my left arm. I looked down at it and sighed, a white bandage wrapped, from the middle of my arm to my wrist, all the way around. Little red/brown lines peeking through. Slowly I got out of bed, I found an outfit and went to the bathroom where I took a shower and changed into a pair of ratty sweats and a tank top, I pulled my hair into a pony and re-wraped my arm, leaving everything else, not really in the mood for impressing anyone. I walked back out and Cat was waiting for her turn in the wash room but she stopped when she noticed how out of it I was, 

'Are you all right?' She signed, I shrugged,