Never Been In Love

Prologue

eThey say love is such a wonderful thing. So wonderful, that everyone-or almost everyone wants to have it and all. I know that, I mean, I am an author after all. I have created books that made people adore love and crave for it. My father, Nicholas Sparks, has been my role model ever since. I think I have inherited his love for writing cheesy romantic novels. I love his books. I want someone to come and sweep me off my feet like those fictional characters.

My favorite book that is written by my dear father has to be "A Walk to Remember".

Anyway, I should probably stop babbling about writings and all shouldn't I? I am probably boring the brain cells out of you.

Check yes Juliet, are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk
I won't go until you come outside.

I frowned. Where on earth did that song come from? Soon, I realized that it was my ringtone. Oh wow Gab!

I started searching for it, and it ended to be in the laundry.

How?

I don't know either. It probably flew while I was sleeping. It was a rebel like that.

I immediately turned the alarm off and ran to the bathroom. And I may or may have not tripped on the way. Stupid floor.

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I smiled as I took my sunglasses off. I may look confident but in the inside hyperventilating. It was safe to say that I feel like I’m going to faint any moment now. But that would be horrible now wouldn’t it? I mean, imagine tomorrow’s headlines as

A popular author, Gabrielle Sparks, fainted in a book signing.

How lovely.

I walked toward the door of the building and saw many people, mostly teenagers and young adults, lined up orderly. They all shouted when they saw me. I was really flattered. I waved at them as I sauntered towards the table. I pulled the seat slowly, and sat on it.

“Hi! What is your name?” I said to a blonde haired girl. She is really pretty. She replied, her voice as soft as wind passing by. You probably wouldn’t hear it unless you move close.

“You’re really beautiful Felicity. I like your name”

She blushed, she probably wasn’t used to being complimented, “t-thank you” she stuttered.

She handed me the book that I have made. I signed it and placed a note. I handed it back to her and smiled. She returned the gesture and walked away.

4 hours later only one person is left. I smiled as I gave the second to last person’s book back. I shook my hand, as if it was on fire. My hand hurts, a lot. It feels like it’s going to fall off anytime now. I swear. I looked up to see a guy around my age. He had green pair of eyes which I could not take my eyes off. I smiled at him and cleared my throat.

“H-hi” I greeted

Damn Gabrielle flipping Sparks! Way to embarrass yourself!

 I tried not to blush. Thankfully, I think I succeeded.

“Hey! I’m Everett! Big fan by the way” he said with a wink at the end.

And that was how my heart stopped.

I’m just kidding.

My mind trailed back to the books that I have written and read.

Butterflies in my stomach? Check.

The need to lick my lips since it feels dry? Check.

My heart jumping like hell? Check!

I know this might sound too soon…but dude. Am I experiencing my very own love story now?

“Hey Gab?” a voice broke me away from my thoughts.

It’s quite ironic how I write love stories yet I’m not actually good at flirting nor talking to the opposite sex who I am attracted to.

“Yeah”

“Since I am the last one here and you probably are exhausted. Do you want to go grab a bite? After you sign my book” he said unconfidently with a tint of red on his cheeks. I squealed in my head. How cute!

“Why not?” It is a win-win situation bro. I get to spend more time with you and get some food. I added in my head. Although, I would actually never get the guts to say that to him, that is just how I, Gabby Sparks roll.

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Hey! So... I wrote this 3 years back, when I was just beginning to explore my passion for writing. I was a major directioner back then. So I decided to write a book about one of the band members here in wattpad. Time passed, soon, I wasn't that much of a fan. I lost inspiration to finish this story. Long story short, I had a huge author's block. I don't know if I should continue it anymore. I did not delete it tho. I then noticed that it reached 1000 + reads. I felt guilty. So I decided to continue it, although there is a ginormous difference, other than better grammar (haha), I decided to change it to fictional. What I meant is, This isn't a fan fiction anymore. For those who only read this before since 1D is casted in this story, I am really sorry. I really want to continue writing it as a fan-fiction but I lost the spark... I'm really sorry. Although for the new-comers and the people who would still like this story without One Direction on it, thank you. And I promise, I will finish this book..