Authors note
Thank you for everyone who read the last chapter and please comment if you liked it or have any suggestions. Well here's the new chapter...

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"Uhh h-hi" I stuttered, panicking wildly whilst blushing profusely as I attempted to stumble towards the exit only mere meters from where I stood. My heart thumping, slamming against my rib cage as scenarios ran through my head, each worst than the last. Oh gosh, no, no, NO! What if the paparazzi see me? They can't see me... No this can't be happening.
"Err hello, love" the sweet Irish accent snapped me out of my ramblings allowing a concerned face to fill my vision. The thick blood that flowed through my veins seemed to have slowed as a state of calm over took me as I gazed into those captivating eyes. A feeling of certainty followed the calmness. Just act calm, Nat, have a small discussion, leave and you'll never have to see him again, i finalized, sealing my plan into my thoughts.
"Nice to meet you, I gather you already know Em but I'm Nat" I spoke politely, voice steady and warm, flashing him a small smile then gathered my belongings and shot Em a pleading look, hoping she'd catch on.
Before poor Niall could reply I was whisked away, mumbling a goodbye as I fled from the studios with Em hot on my heels. The harsh slapping of our feet as we sprinted down the long corridor echoed loudly but we were both in no state to care to be quiet. Finally we saw a beam of day light shinning through the large windows either side of the dark metal door, quickly throwing it open I stepped into a pool of blinding sunlight, welcoming the warmth as I gulped down several breaths of fresh air. Cocking my head to the side I saw Em with a similar expression but with a bit guilt and concern within the mixture of emotions.
"Lets just go to the flat" she mumbled, her voice sprinkled with defeat and sadness. Quickly i complied, not wishing to aggravate her further, we both proceeded to climb into the car as the ignition roared to life. "Hey Nat" her soft voice fluttered through the quiet car.
I mumbled a quick "mmhm" to tell her I was listening and craned my neck so I was now watching her as she nervously gripped the wheel.
"Sorry, I know my signing career is hard on you, you know with your Dad and everything..." she trailed of not quite sure how to continue but I simply nodded in reply and gave her a small yet sincere smile but only wishing to forget about it all.
That night I stumbled to my room with nothing but sleep on my mind yet it wasn't an achievable aim as my mind simply refused to switch of. 3am flew by and my eyes were still wide open, 3 hours later, after constant tossing and turning my lids slipped shut to the thought of piercing blue eyes.
Two hours later I was greeted by a loud crash followed by a bout of squealing, well I guess that's either Em or the worst burglar in history, I thought sarcastically.
Trudging downstairs i was greeted by a disturbing image of Em dancing around our large open plan kitchen squealing at the top of her lungs. The second she saw me she pounced on me, us crashing to the floor in a heap. She proceeded by shoving her phone in my face showing a tweet that read;
@NiallOfficial: Can't stop thinking about the beautiful girl, Nat.

Oh no...

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