“Ok and remember to look for my charger, love you, see you soon, miss you”

“Yes I will, promise. By miss you and love you too” I said down the phone to Niall. His line cut off and I was alone again. I sat down on his sofa wondering where to start in the search for his charger. I glanced over at the draws. They were stuffed full of different things. Presents from fans, his things, my things. I sighed and got up. The draw was brimming over but I promised I would find it. I found necklaces from fans, socks, shoe laces, nandos stamp cards - and quite a few at that. I found one of my bracelets that Eliza had bought me and I lost about a month ago. After going through two draws I saw a thing white wire. I pulled it and yanked it out. It was stuck on something. I pulled the wire really hard and leant back, it was really stuck but as I tried to steady myself it came free and I fell backwards onto the floor.

My cheeks went bright red, I was so glad nobody witnessed that. I was so clumsy at times. At least Nialls laptop charger was free. A few things had fallen out of the draw with with it. I tidied up the floor, mostly paper things. Throwing things in the draw one thing made my stomach drop. There was a photo of Niall and the Amber girl. He was kissing her on the cheek and she had her arms around him. Why did he still have this? 

It wasn’t like he didn’t know it was there, he had moved from Ireland to here and couldn’t have taken everything he had in Ireland with him. I know he hadn’t when I went to his house his bedroom was still full of his stuff. He must have wanted this picture. I stuffed it back in the draw and tried to place it at the back of my mind.

I locked the door and made my way to the post office to send off the charger. A hand tapped me on the back. My face brightened up as my best friend Chris was behind me. I threw my arms around him.

“What are you doing here?” I beamed.

“I’m here to start my university job/placement thing, I’m working at Canary Wharf and they send me out to send the post they forgot, the fun never stops!” he laughed.

I missed Chris, we had been best friends since we were about 12 and he was always making me laugh when I was down. I hadn’t seen him since we last met up which must have been November.

“Have you got a moment spare?” I asked, hopeful.

“Well it’s my lunchbreak now, so it must be your lucky day!” he replied.

“Do you want to go for lunch?”

“Where’s your popstar boyfriend?” he asked, raising an eyebrow in a jokey way.

“He’s in America, been gone for a month now.” I said looking down at my shoes. “But anyway enough about that, Lunch?”

“Of course, you’ll have to show me the best places around here, I’m new!” he said as we started walking.

We found a small cafe on a corner called “Lil’s” and sat down. Half way through our lunch I noticed a flashing light in the corner of my eye. I turned and saw a photographer. He kept taking pictures of Chris and I. I sighed. 

“Whats up?” he asked.

“Look there’s a photographer over there. He’s taking pictures of us. Guess what the front page of ‘Hello’ is going to be tomorrow” I  said putting my head on the table.

Chris put his hand on my arm “Hey, who cares, we’re only friends. We know that and that Niall is it? Niall knows that doesn’t he” he questioned. I smiled and looked up at him. 

“Yeah, I suppose it’s nothing to worry about…” 

We carried on with our lunch and the photographer seemed to disappear. Chris and I said our goodbyes and went our separate ways, I went back to Niall’s as I was looking after his apartment when he was away, and I was not going to say no to living in a posh apartment in the middle of London. 

Later that night I sat down on the sofas wearing Nialls jumper again. I had a niggling feeling about the photo’s of me and Chris today. I tried to push it away as I had the feelings I had over the photo I found earlier that morning.

*Beep Beep* 

My phone went off from the side table. The name lit up on the screen was ‘Eliza’. I opened the text.

“Channel 314 - celeb news now. I think you need to see this.”

I grabbed the remote and turned on the channel. A few flashing images on celebs graced the screen before a heavily made up blonde woman was on the screen wearing a too tight dress and was in desperate need of a makeup wipe as she was as orange as a wotsit.

“Hello and Welcome to 314 Celeb news, bringing you the newest and most recent news from the celebrity world. On todays show, Are Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt getting married in Hawaii? Has Paris Hilton had a face lift? BUT, to start with. Love at ‘Lils’ is Niall Horans girlfriend cheating on him? Our guess here in the studio is yes as she was spotted today at a cafe eating lunch with a tall dark and handsome stranger getting, close.”

The screen cut to a picture if me and Chris, where his hand was on my arm and I was looking up at him. Oh no. This looked bad. I felt ill. What if Niall saw this? They kept putting on pictures of me laughing and joking with Chris, both of us looking at the photographer. It looked like we were guilty of a crime we hadn’t committed.

*Beep Beep* 

Another message from Molly this time.

“Have you seen the news? Do you want me to text Zayn?”

I quickly replied “No, no its fine, Yes I have seen. I wasn’t like that, I have known him since I was twelve. Please ignore it.”

I slammed down my phone. I ran my fingers through hair, again and again.

My phone rang about ten minutes later. I didn’t even have to look at the name on the phone.

“Hello.”

“Hollie, please don’t tell me it’s true.” His voice was breaking.

“Niall, you know its not.”

“Then who was he.”

“Chris, you’ve heard me talk about him before. You know he’s just a friend.”

“Gosh, I miss you so much, I miss being there. I’m not saying I don’t trust you.  It’s just…”

“You want to keep an eye on me? Is that it? I miss you too, but I trust you out there with all those skinny, beautiful american fans. Whilst we’re being truthful I found a picture of you and some Amber girl today. Why do you still have that?”

The line went silent.

“Niall? Niall. I went to far.”

“Because I was going to tell you how much you meant to me over her. I was going to tell you about her. But you obviously found out. I can’t talk about her right now. I can’t talk about any of this right now. Hollie. I’ll ring you tomorrow.”

Then the line went dead.

“OH MY GOSH. CANT ONE THING NOT GO RIGHT FOR ME.” I threw my phone on the floor and the battery flew out. 

I didn’t want to talk to anyone again. I left Nialls flat. I couldn’t stay with Niall all around me and made my way home. Stepping into my bedroom was like a breath of fresh air. It was clear of Niall and trouble. I think I needed a break for a while.