I'll always defend the ones I love even though I'm as terrifying as a.....a baby penguin.

-Niall Horan<3

We went down to the hotel restaurant to eat. A ton of fans were already there waiting, as if they knew we would be there. They probably did. I don't know how some of their fans find out this stuff, but they do. Sometimes it's a bit creepy. I guess the boys are used to it. 

When we get our food a bunch of fans swarm us. I instinctively grab hold of Claire's hand. I'm a bit overprotective.

"Oh my gosh! You're One Direction! Can I get a picture?!" a girl asks, running up to the table we were seated at. I thought it was actually a bit rude to interrupt our meal like this. All we wanted was some lunch, not a meet and greet. The five of them all huddle around the girl for a photo. She glances at Niall with an unsure look in her eye. 

"Um...actually...I was kind of wondering if maybe it could just be the four of you in the picture?" she says, looking at Niall with an expression of disgust. Niall stares at the floor. 

"Sure," he mumbles before stepping away. 

"Niall's part of the band too..." Harry says. 

"Yeah, we can't leave him out," Zayn adds. 

"Well I don't want him in my picture. He's ugly," the girl says in response. 

"Stay here," I tell Claire as I get up from my seat. "What the hell?!" I ask the girl. I look at Niall standing off to the side. A tear rolls down his cheek, but he tries to hide it. "That was extremely rude! He's part of the band too! He deserves to be in the picture just as much as the other boys! You should apologize to him." 

"Do you think I care?" she snorts. "He's a horrible singer and he's not attractive at all! I don't want him to ruin this moment for me by invading my picture with One Direction. He doesn't even deserve to be in the band."

"It's not a picture with One Direction if Niall's not in it. He has just as much a right to be in the band as the others do," I say, glaring at her. I ball up my fists, so badly wanting to bitch slap her right now. 

"Just leave me alone. Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? If I want a picture without him then that's my choice. Go away."

"Niall is beautiful. If you're too fucking blind to see that then that's on you," I say, turning to walk away. I was fuming. It took every ounce of my self-constraint to keep from rearranging her entire face.

"Says the girl with the dead parents." I stop dead in my tracks. I turn on my heels and see her smirking at me. 

"What did you just say to me?" 

"You heard me bitch. They only talk to you because they feel bad for you. I bet you're happy your parents died or else you never would have gotten to meet them and live with them you gold digger. I do my research. I'm sure you're lying about the whole thing anyway." I jump at her. Two sets of strong arms hold me back. "And your 'little sister' is probably your own daughter. I bet you got knocked up at fourteen. I wouldn't be surprised."

"Let me go!" I scream. 

"Lexi, calm down," Liam tells me. 

"Do not tell me to fucking calm down!" I see Claire looking at me with a worried face. I shut my eyes tight, not letting tears fall. "Lou, take Claire to the lobby please," I say, much softer. He nods and takes her hand, leading her away as I struggle against Liam and Zayn's grasp. "Let me go!" I scream again. The boys take me out of the room and sit me down on a bench outside the restaurant. 

"Lex, breathe," Harry tells me. I close my eyes, my teeth still clenched and my fists balled up as I try to calm myself. The more I think about her words the more I want to punch her in the face or the gut or the jaw or wherever it's gonna hurt most. Especially after what she said about Niall and then she has the nerve to speak like that to me? Ugh. I take deep breaths. 

"Where's Niall?" I finally manage to say. If anyone knows how to calm me down when I'm upset it's him. Zayn leaves and returns a moment later with Niall at his side. He sits next to me and wraps his arms around me in a hug. 

"Give us a minute," Niall tells the other boys. They scatter away and Niall leads me through a door outside to the back of the hotel where there was no one around. "No one's here," he confirms. That's when the first tear falls. I collapse onto a bench nearby. Niall sits next to me. 

"Did you fucking hear her?!" I rant. I don't curse often unless I'm really extremely pissed off about something. "I can't believe she had the nerve to call you what she did and then say that to me afterwards. I just...." I trail off. I put my hand to my forehead, trying to calm down. 

"Shh....I know. It's okay. We called hotel security. They're taking care of it. We told them she was harassing us." I cry into Niall's chest as he keeps his arm draped around my shoulder, rubbing my arm. 

"I hope you didn't believe her," I choke out between sobs. 

"What do you mean?"

"She called you ugly and a bad singer and I hope you know that none of that is true. You're amazing. You are the greatest person I have ever known and I lo-.....like having you as my best friend," I say. That last sentence....what was I going to say? I don't even know. It just started to come out and I...had to stop myself before I ruined a lot of things between me and Niall. 

"I...like having you as my best friend too," he says smiling weakly. 

"And I don't know what you believed from that girl but I'm not lying about anything. I could never do that to you and the boys after all that you've given me and taking from you is the last thing I want to-"

"Shhh," he says softly, holding a finger to my lips. "I know. I know you well enough now that I can see you're not the kind of person who is greedy. You always think of others, which is something I love about you." He smiles down at me. I try to smile through my tears. I wrap my arms around his waist in a hug. 

"Thank you Niall. For everything." We sit in silence for a while. My tears slowly come to a stop. I keep my head rested on his chest. He begins to sing to me at some point. His voice calms me down. 

"We'll do it all, everything, on our own, we don't need, anything, or anyone. If I lay here, if I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world..." I look up at him and smile. "What?" he asks, smiling down at me. 

"You have an amazing voice," I notice.

"Really?" he chuckles. I nod. I don't know how long we were out there for but at some point Niall suggested we go back and find the other boys. I reluctantly agreed. I honestly enjoyed spending time like that with Niall. Just sitting and listening to him sing as we lay in each other’s arms. He's my...best friend. And I enjoy his company. 

"All better?" Liam asks with a hopeful smile as Niall and I approach the boys. I smile and give him a thumbs up. 

"Calm. For now. Just don't let me get too close to her."

"Guaranteed," Harry confirms. 

"Louis and Claire are over there pretending to be spies," Zayn says. I look over and see Claire and Louis. They were hiding behind newspapers with only their eyes peeking out. They were staring straight at us. I chuckled. We all go over and join them. 

"OUR COVER IS BLOWN!" Louis cries out. 

"NO!" Claire says, playing along. I chuckle at their silliness. 

We end up just going back to our hotel rooms and ordering room service. All our rooms had doors that connected to each other so we could walk from room to room without having to go through the hallway. We end up all hanging around in Zayn's room watching television while we ate our lunch. 

"When's your concert?" I ask curiously, taking a bite of a chicken wing. 

"Tonight at seven," Louis informs me. 

"And you're coming," Niall tells me. I smile. 

"Should I expect a rerun of last night?" I joke. He smirks. 

"Maybe." 

"Oh! That reminds me," is say, flicking Harry and Niall in the ear. 

"Ow!"

"Hey! What was that for?!" 

"Harry, that was for telling people I was even at the concert, and Niall, that was for suggesting I sing in front of all those people without any warning at all." I smirk at them. 

"I know you enjoyed that. I could tell," Niall says. I shrug. 

"The key word there is warning. You must give me a warning before you push me out in front of a bazillion people to perform."

He smiles and rolls his eyes. 

"So basically....you’re welcome for making it the best night of your life," Harry says slowly. I flick him again. 

"Ow! What was that for this time?!" 

"For being a smart ass." He rubs his ear where I flicked him. "And thank you. I did enjoy singing and watching you guys perform." I smile sweetly. I catch a few of the boys exchanging grins for a moment before covering it up with a cough. I wonder what they have on their minds...

AUTHORS NOTE

The guy in the pic isnt Louis (no shit?) but thats what him and claire were doing with the newspapers XD #HesWatchingYou >:) Really short chapterr sooo sorry :( What did you think of Lexi goin all ape shit on that girl? O_o comment reactions, opinions, predictions, whatever. comment ur fav color i dont really care xD lol as long as you do comment O_O luv you poptarts<33 vote! Fan! Eat lots of bananers! ok bye(:

and by the way i do not personally believe any of the things the girl in this chapter said about niall. Iw rote it from a haters point of view, not my own. this is a FICTIONAL story and I love niall to death (I would not be spending half of my life writing love stories about him if i didnt c:). Of course I don't think he's ugly or not talented. I think he is the most beautiful creature to ever live on this planet ever and he has the voice of an angel. just to clear up any confusion :p I am a DIRECTIONER (: ok now bye haha