A Light in the Dark // Flicker Series Part I #wattys2019

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There were tons of reactions and posts about the little (big) performance we closed the show with. People were freaking out enough over the fact that Niall and I are dating and brought me on-stage with him, and Niall and Liam performing together again added to the excitement ten-fold.

I try my best to just take the comments at face value, knowing that none of them will have any affect on Niall and I's relationship. People with usernames such as 'MrsHoran93' and 'Niallismylove4ever' were obviously going to be less than thrilled about Niall being in love with someone other than them.

Their comments were nothing I hadn't seen before, but not kind in the slightest.

'She isn't even that pretty...I don't get it.'

'It's fake. She's works in management, I bet it's just a work deal.'

'When he goes on tour it will be over. A relationship wont last through that.'

I shouldn't expect everyone to be happy for us, and I truly don't because I know how people online are. They will say whatever they want because they're hiding behind a user name. But when they say some of the same things that you're insecure about, your brain almost starts to believe it no matter how hard you try to deny it.

After having my fill of the hot and cold Instagram comments, I switch over to Twitter to see a barrage of news articles claiming to have talked to a 'source' about our relationship, which I know is certainly not true.

I decided to see what load of crap they had made up about us, which was a bad judgment call on my part. The speculation articles were just as bad if not worse than the comments on Instagram.

'Horan dates fellow musician's manager. Is he just dating her to get a manager for free?'

'Niall Horan dating someone who isn't a celeb? We have the deets.'

'Publicity stunt or true love? Let's talk about Niall Horan's new fling'

I spent so long looking at this garbage that my eyes started to cross. I've thought about it so long that I'm nauseous and if I see one more lie I might just chuck my phone across the room and pray that it shatters so I don't have to see them anymore.

I sit up, putting my phone onto the coffee table as I stand up from the couch.

"How about some dinner?" I ask, not really wanting to eat but know that I need to and also need to clear my mind of all that.

Niall must have sensed the wavering tone in my voice as he bypasses my question entirely and asks one of his own instead.

"Everything ok?"

When I don't answer him right away, he's off the couch and on my heels before I can blink an eye.

Darn his observant and caring personality.