NIALL'S P.O.V -

"Ready for tour, huh?" Kiarra talked as I was just looking for Frey. I don't know what she'd be thinking of me, probably of killing. Joking, though.

I was not even listening to Kiarra's bragging for an hour until Ed came to me, and told me that it was time for the stunt. So I practically tore myself up from Kiarra's strong hold and floated through the tent in search for her.

I found her taking to one of my friends, Michael Clifford as he was looking confused. I narrowed my eyes at the sight in front of me.

I started to run towards the duo when I found my ex girlfriend practically leaning in- probably to kiss my friend.

What the fuck is wrong with her now?!

I instantly grabbed a hold of her elbow and tugged her towards my chest. My body heaving back because of the force she came back to my chest.

"What are you doing?" I whispered in her right ear. I agreed that I wouldn't be mad at her for doing this. Because its her life now. She could do whatever she wanted. I wasn't her boyfriend anymore. But that wasn't the problem. Paparazzi were here and she was here to commit a public stunt with me. Not with Michael.

She turned to look at me, eyes widened and mouth agape open. "Niall?"

Her eyes were not focusing on anything. That meant she was drunk. God, she said she wouldn't drink today.

"Let's go." I took her hand in mine, which sent electric shots ran up my body. Oh my God. I still had feelings for her.

"Where are we going?" she squealed and squirmed her hand away. A frown took its place on my lips at her movement.

"It's time to do the stunt." I said. Michael had ran away to one of his band mates and I didn't care at the moment. I just had to get this over with.

"What?" Just as she said this, my phone ran off.

"Hello?" I spoke into the phone.

FREYA'S P.O.V -

I know what I just did was stupid and mean, but I was drunk and tipsy.

What can I say? I just had to.

I just watched him as he talked to the person over the phone. Just how his eyes would crinkle in the moonlight, and his eye brows would rise whenever he'd try to focus the words other person is saying. How his lips would move faster, to pronounce the words. How his thick Irish accent would suddenly turn into English accent and then back to Irish accent. His hair were up in a quiff, which always looked good on him.

"Okay, that'd be good. Yeah." He cut the call and looked at me. His eyes shined brightly; as if he was happy. Why was he happy?

"Are you happy?" I asked bluntly.

"Um- I don't know. Why?" He answered slowly.

"Your, your eyes. They crinkle whenever you're happy." I told him honestly. No need to hide now.

"Really?" He asked slyly; amused on my observing.

"Yeah. Sometimes they are deep blue. But when you're angry, they turn almost black. It's scary." I shrugged.

"Oh. I seriously don't like to get mad, or angry. With you specially." He murmured, coming closer to my face.

"Then don't."

"But you make me mad." he replied.

"I don't. It's-"

"No need to hide, love. You do things that make me mad. Like the thing your pulled out minutes ago. I had every right to be mad. But I didn't." He spoke calmly.

"Why?"

"Because you're not mine anymore." He replied. The words broke my heart.

"I- ..." I was speechless.

"It's okay, Frey. I- I understand." He took a long breath.

"Its kind of, our last meeting. I'm going back to Manchester, for university." I said.

"Really?" Niall asked.

"Yeah. I don't want to leave, though. I wish, I could stay here."

He held my face with both of his hands, his fingers caressing my cheeks.

"I'm going to kiss you and get this stunt over with. Okay?" He murmured, leaning into my mouth.

"Okay." Just as I said this, his lips met mine, sending thousand rush of chills running up and down my body, making the goosebumps appear. I was shocked that I couldn't even move my mouth to kiss him back.

His lips tasted of strawberry and vodka, which moved slowly and smoothly against mine. I could still feel the familiar feeling of his lips on my chapped one. It was still awkward, kissing my ex boyfriend when all the paps were taking pics of us smooching. Nobody knew we broke up, though. Except few people; including Harry, Louis, my friends, my mum, and his family. Backing away a little, Niall groaned as I would still not kiss him back. He backed away completely, and touched our foreheads together.

"Why wouldn't you kiss me back?" His eyes were deep blue; that he was enjoying this.

"Because its just a stunt. No feelings." I said. "I've told you many times that I-"

"That you have a boyfriend. I understand. And I'm sorry." he spoke.

"No. I- Niall the boyfriend thingy is fake. I don't have a boyfriend whatsoever." I smiled.

"What?" He frowned. His eyes changed colour to a bright blue.

"Yeah and I meant to say that I never wanted to do this public stunt." I looked down.

"Why? I chose you over some bitch to do this stunt with." He said frantically.

"I'm sorry. But I-" I was cut off by his lips smashing itself on mine. He moved his lips again in a swift motion. His hands took a hold of mine and brought them on his neck. I wrapped my hands on his neck and pulled him closer.

Deepening the kiss, I ran my tongue across his bottom lip; asking for entrance. The flashes of camera were heard clearly as we kissed. We kissed; quite passionately might I add. But soon, I was running out of breath. I pulled away just in time as he pulled away. Panting heavily, smiling at each other, we looked into each other's eyes.

"That was hot." He said, his eyes full of lust and... Love.

"I missed this." I smiled.

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"Are you okay?" Ayesha asked me, for the millionth time probably.

"How many times? Ugh, yeah I am!" I nearly shouted.

It was the next day after a little date I shared with Mr. Niall Horan. It was a horrible day yesterday, but it was lovely nonetheless. I could still feel the taste of his lips on my tongue. And I was damn sure I wanted to kiss him again.

After we kissed last night, our pictures were all over the internet. My mum told me she wouldn't see the news until I tell her that we are back together. But that was impossible. We were over, and nothing could change that.

Yesterday, Niall dropped me home after the stunt and it wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. It went smooth as fuck. I could still read Niall's eyes as he looked at me from time to time. He'd blush like a girl whenever our hands touched, or when I would giggle at his attempt of catching the straw in his mouth from the drink. His eyes would dilute under the moonlight and shine brighter, like he was happy about something.

Today, Niall had some interview with the boys, but I was called with him too. I wasn't allowed onscreen, by the help of Niall and my coaxing. I tried Niall to tell them that I would never appear onscreen, cause it'd be hell lot awkward. So, they organised a little interview of me and Niall backstage, before the show. However, I agreed cause being the management lover Niall is, he wanted me to come, and have a drink with him afterwards.

"I know okay? I'm just being sure of my best friend!" Ayesha shouted at me, defending herself.

I pinched the bridge of m nose. "Just- ... Okay, sorry." I hugged her.

She hugged back and mumbled sweet words to me. I was ready for Niall to pick me up from home on his way to the studio for interview.

"You ready? Niall's downstairs." Ally asked.

"Yep!" I grabbed my clutch and walked out the room and downstairs. I saw Taz, mum and Niall sitting at the couch.

"Um, hi." I looked down. I was still kind of embarrassed of myself. How could I kiss me ex boyfriend?

"Hey! You're looking great." Niall said, making the blood rush to my cheeks.

"Thank you, um... Can we, can we go?" I was stuttering and that made me embarrass more.

"Uh, sure." Niall grabbed his keys off the table and stood up.

"Bye mum." I said quietly. My cheeks were hurting, because I was blushing too damn hard that my skin had goosebumps on them.

We walked out the door of my house and onto the driveway. All silent. Sitting in the car, Niall turned on the radio and started driving.

The way seemed to be never ending. So I asked right away.

"How long will it take?" I asked, more like, whined.

"Fifteen more minutes, I think." He looked at me for a second then moved his eyes back on the road.

We fell silent once more. And honestly, that silence was killing me. I believed that he wouldn't start, so I started the conversation.

"Why did they call me to the studio?" Stupid question.

"To tell them that we're official." He answered. Without looking at me.

"And why can't we tell them the truth?"

"Because it was already said. And we broke up before it." He looked at me to check my reaction but my face remain blank.

"So? It's still a lie."

"I don't know what you're thinking right now, Frey. But they were pairing me up with a girl I didn't want to. So I just asked them if I could have you." He said bluntly and bit his tongue after the words left his mouth.

It was like my breathing left my chest or somebody left butterflies in my stomach. And I asked out of blue. "Why?"

He remained silent for the time being, so I sighed loudly to tell him I was still waiting for an answer.

"I... I don't know. I was just, it was strange to kiss another girl when you were the only one I was used to kiss. It would have felt stupidly awkward." he said, and to be honest, I was happy.

Happy, that he still thinks of me, happy, that he thinks good of me. Happy, that he misses me like I miss him. Happy, that he wanted me only even after we broke up. Happy, that he still has feelings for me.

"Oh." My mouth was agape open and that was the only word left my mouth out of amusement.

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"Ahh, now. You're ready." The band's make up artist made me ready - as in, doing my make up and fixing my hair, but I felt like I was an actress whatsoever.

I looked in the mirror, my make up, which I did earlier was a bit more advanced and my lashes were extra long. I had a bit of cute eyeshadow and my hair were straight and smooth.

"Wow." I said, looking at my reflection in the mirror. "Thank you." I smiled at her. She smiled back and moved to Liam sitting on the couch, telling him that its his turn.

"Oh, hey! You look beautiful." Liam smiled up at me.

"Thank Louise." I said smiling. Liam smiled at her and sat down. They chatted about things and I was sitting there, on the seat, waiting for Niall to come.

"Hey! You're here!" Harry walked beside me and gave me a hug.

"Yes, um, they called me." I replied.

"I know. So how are you?... Like, how's life?" He asked, unsure of talking about my break up.

"It's good. Can we not, talk about it?" I asked as nicely as I could.

"Um, actually..." He grabbed a chair and sat beside me. "I was thinking that we could talk about it."

"Ah, who told you we could?" I asked playfully.

"No one did, honestly." He faked a frown.

"Okay, go on." I said.

"Um, do you miss him? Like, think about him? Still?" He asked.

"A bit, yeah. He used to be my love, so..." I trailed off, unsure of how to finish it.

"And what happened after you took his number that day, from me to maybe, talk?" He asked.

I was reminded of the night I took Niall's number from Harry, just to talk to him.

"Um, I'd rather not talk about it." I pressed my lips in a thin line.

"Go on, it's just me." He smiled.

"Um, okay. So, he... Um, he blocked me after I called him."

The smile on Harry's face turned into a frown immediately. His brows furrowing.

"What? Why would he do that?" He whisper yelled.

"I don't know. He said he did it in order to stay away from you... I mean, me." I said.

"Well, my friend, he's just as much miserable as you are. Why don't you go back together?" He said.

"I am not miserable. I'm trying to move on here, don't tell me what to do." It came out harsher than I thought.

I was upset at people's request of us getting together again. Seriously, I've tried doing that million times and Niall wouldn't give up staying away from me. So why would I ask them if we could get back together? Wouldn't I do it on my will?

"I was just saying, though. Don't be upset, love." He said.

"It's okay. I-"

"What's up?" Louis entered in our little conversation and grabbed a chair to sit beside Harry.

"None of your matter." Harry taunted playfully.

"Hey!! Frey you look lovely!" Louis said loudly, grabbing everyone's attention to me. Most of the people in the room cheered and then I saw Niall walking in the room.

"Hi Niall!" Liam poked his side as he squirmed away laughing.

While laughing, his eyes darted towards me and I looked down. I could still feel his eyes burning through my body, which made blood rush to my cheeks instantly.

"Stop checking her out mate, she's yours. Isn't she?" Some random guy in the room said, looking at Niall in the process.

I stopped myself from crying out loud at that. That was the thing.

I wasn't his anymore.

"Uhh, y- yeah." Niall said, looking down and grabbing his phone from his pocket and sitting down on the couch across from where me, Harry and Louis were sitting.

Louis and Harry started asking me questions which I'd preferably answer to. I found myself smiling at one of Harry's jokes and Louis would slap Harry and they'd have a little fight. I laughed and tried to stop their fight when I felt Niall smiling while looking at his phone. I looked away, he was probably smiling at any of those bitchy pictures or it could be one thing he loved- Golf.

"Stop, you two! Harry, your joke wasn't funny but it made me laugh nonetheless." I said while Louis crackled with laughter, pointing a finger at Harry.

"What are you smiling at Niall?" Liam asked while Louise was doing his hair.

"Nothing you mind your business." Niall retorted at which the room filled with laughter.

I was starting to look myself in the mirror which was beside me and smiled at myself, when I saw Niall's reflection in the mirror. As I was on my right side, Niall was on my back side but I could see him smiling at his phone.

My confusion got the best of me as I stared at him, while fixing my make up to pretend like nothing. I watched as he mouthed something which felt like 'love you' but I couldn't decipher. My nose flared at his attempt. I was eighty percent sure what I heard was true.

I, then turned back to Louis and Harry which were talking about their hair, and then, sneakily, I took a glimpse of Niall and his phone. And that's when I noticed, his phone was at a weird angle- like he was taking a picture or something. I furrowed my eyes and looked away.

"Niall?" I called out to him. But he didn't response. He was still smiling, quite stupidly might I add, at the phone which was tilted downwards.

"Niall?" I asked again. No response. I looked at Harry and Louis and they were both looking at me. "What's up with him?" I asked quietly and they shrugged. "Niall?!" I tried again a bit loudly.

"Niall! Mate, she is calling you, you ass!" Louis shouted so loud that the whole building could hear. At this, Niall seemed to jolt out of his smiling bubble and came to the reality.

"Oh! What?" He tilted his phone up again, not at a weird angle this time.

"I don't know, she was calling." Louis pointed at me. Niall turned his hard gaze towards me and my words were stuck to my throat - never seeming to leave.

"Hm?" He smiled a bit, making me flutter instantly.

"Uh... Um, how are you?" What the fuck did I just ask?

"I'm, okay?" He looked at Louis and Louis looked at me. He was stifling his laugh.

"No, I meant, um... Never mind." I trailed off. I forgot what I was asking.

"Okay, I- LOUIS!" Niall shouted loudly at Louis when he snatched his phone from his hands and stretched his hand up. But little did he know Niall could get it easily because Louis was short.

"Harry help me!" In an instant, Harry ran out to help Louis and took Niall's phone from Louis' hands and shove it up higher than Louis and Niall could ever reach.

Niall looked at me and then his phone in Harry's hand. And then he shouted. "Liam!" for him to snatch the phone away from Harry.

Their hairdresser, Louise was looking at them in amusement as Liam shot up from his seat and jumped to take the phone from Harry and succeeded. Before giving it back to Niall, he studied the screen of the phone and furrowed his brows.

"Sorry bro!" He laughed and gave it back to Harry, giving a wink to him. Harry, being the naughty one he was, he looked at the screen and widened his eyes with a deep, visible and playful frown. Zayn just laughed at them for being stupid but he was lost in his phone to care.

"Here!" Harry immediately chucked the phone towards me and I caught it, or else it'd have been crashed to the floor.

Niall reached out to me- probably to take his phone back but then Liam stopped him. "Nah ah, let her see what you've been smiling about." Niall growled at this and looked at me.

"Don't look. You wouldn't like it." Niall said to me. I was still shocked that these boys are too much of a disaster to be together. "Give me my phone back."

"Huh?" I asked.

"My phone." Niall insisted.

"Freyi! Look at the screen!" Louis jumped and I looked at the screen.

On the iPhone screen were photos open and I could see some photos which were taken now. The similar photos - however, I clicked at one and my eye widened. That was a picture of me at that moment and he has been taking my pictures sneakily.

Oh my God.

I looked at him as he looked down.

"You were, you were taking my pictures!" I squealed in disbelief.

"Yeah, I know." Niall tried to hide his grin when I smiled up at him.

"That's so sweet of you!" I hugged him, for show, though.

I was a bit upset that he didn't complimented me while when Louise was getting me ready, all I could think about was; how Niall would look at me or if he would compliment me or not.

I get it that it was so sweet of him to take sneaky pictures of me, but that was inappropriate now. We weren't together like we used to.

"Um... My phone." Niall asked for his phone and I gave it to him.

"Here." I handed him the phone.

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"All ready? Camera, action!" The director of the show shouted. I was back stage standing with Louise and her daughter, Lux. She was really cute might I add.

"Hello! Welcome to this week's show! I'm Noel and I'm here with the one and only, One Direction!" The interviewer cheered along with the boys.

"Her name is Noel, I had a dream about her..." Harry sang to the camera, covering of one of their songs.

"Oh! Yeah. Coincident, right?" Noel laughed.

"Don't listen to him he's an arse." Louis retorted at Harry who gave him a slap on his hand.

"No swearing." Harry replied.

"Okay! Here we are with some questions from fans, to you, and you'd answer that, within 3 minutes. Kay?" She explained the rules to them as they all nodded.

"Why is your album name is FOUR? Like, why?" She asked the first question.

"Cause it's, our fourth album?" Harry said. They all laughed at his joke.

"Nice one Harry." The interviewer laughed. "Okay what is your favourite song on the new album you guys just released?"

"Mine is Girl almighty." Liam spoke up.

All of them shared their stories and favourite things about girls. After that, they had to sing Night changes from their new album at which I almost cried. The song was entirely beautiful.

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"You guys ready?" The interviewer asked me and Niall.

We were currently backstage when it was time for our audio interview.

"Yeah." Niall said, looking me in my eyes.

I nodded in his direction a bit.

"Ladies and Gentlemen we're here backstage of our show, with our special guest Niall Horan and Freya Maxwell!" Female interviewer cheered.

"Are you excited, Ms. Freya?" She asked me.

"Um, yes. Of course." I mumbled.

"Okay, straight to the point. Our first question is... The world has seen you two kissing at the Christmas party. What do you think the world is currently thinking about?"

"That we're together?" I blurted out. Niall put a hand on my hand to assure me it's okay. But I was electrifying inside. His hand on my hand... Oh my god.

"Aww look at you too! Being all cute and... Oh wait! So you said you guys are together? As in dating?" the interviewer asked.

"Yeah. We're together. As in dating." Niall mocked the girl. I laughed at this.

"Oh congratulations to you two!" The interviewer, Noel smiled.

"Thank you. I'm really glad we're together." Niall nodded.

"So how does it feel like being in a relationship after 3 years?"

"Uh, I don't know? It feels good? I'm not sure." Niall laughed.

"You've dated Ellie Goulding before, do you ever just... You know? Like, compare them?"

Wow. He never told me that.

"I... Uh- um no. I've never done that." Niall said. "Besides, what's there to compare? Ellie is my friend, a good friend really."

"Well, there is a rumor going on about you Niall. That you were seen in a bar with an old friend of yours? I'm guessing you know her by some means?" The interviewer inquired.

Yep. She was talking about the night I stalked him.

"She's just an old friend of mine. Uh, we grew up together actually." He shrugged. I was impressed by how amazingly he managed all tricky questions.

"Freya, you've been quiet this whole time!" She turned to me.

"Don't have much to talk, so..." I shrugged.

"So tell me, how did you guys meet?" She asked. "This question is not on the paper, but I like to hear!" She squealed.

I looked at Niall and sure enough, he was looking at me. Niall laughed at the memory of us meeting at a restaurant.

"We, uh..." I was unsure to tell this much information. So Niall completed it for me.

"Actually we met at a restaurant. And that's what I'd like to share only." Niall smiled. "Private things are best when kept as a secret." Niall mumbled.

"Haha, yeah. So you guys just, coincidently bumped into each other? Or what?" She asked further.

"You can say we kind of bumped into each other." Niall said.

"And then you felt that something?" Noel teased Niall.

Niall's cheeks turned red and he smiled at the ground. "Uhh, you can say that. But not that 'something' you're talkin' about."

"Oh, no no no. I just...-" The girl burst out laughing and Niall laughed along.

"So that was it? I'm guessing you guys have things to do..." She chuckled. "Ladies and Gentlemen we will be back next week with another guest. For now, say good bye to our today's guest, Niall Horan and Freya Maxwell! Byeeee!!"

Niall sighed and looked at the ground.

"Selfie?" Noel asked.

"Sure." Niall said, holding me by my right shoulder and bringing my body closer to him, that I could smell his expensive cologne. Noel walked up to us and posed for the picture.

After the picture was taken, Niall kissed my hair sweetly, which made chills ran through my body. Noel cooed at the action.

But I'm sure it was just an action.

And I secretly hoped it would be more than that.

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