One Direction Fanfiction (On Hold)

Niall asks to be your prom date.

You collapsed into the pillow in your bedroom. School was absolutely horrible today. That is, school was worse than the normal tragedy that it already was; you had three horrendous pop quizzes, all of your friends were absent, and, worst of all, some "fans'' stopped you on the way home just to inform you of how much of a slut you were and how you didn't deserve Niall. You were close to tears at just the thought of all of it and of the mountain of homework you still had left to do.

The room was completely silent. After a few minutes, you thought you heard the soft sound of beautiful music playing in the background. Great. Just fantastic. I'm hallucinating now. This was just what I need: confirmation that I am, indeed, going insane. You thought sarcastically.

You sighed and went to your window to stare at the sky. After all, that was where your head was. You had no idea why, but looking at the clouds always seemed to calm you down when you were stressed; they made you relax. You found it peaceful to watch the birds fly by and random people walking their dogs on the sidewalk; just the idea of the natural beauty in the world was breathtaking.

Upon opening your window, you immediately noticed a person starring at you. Stalker much?

You looked closer at this weirdo and realized it was your boyfriend, Niall. Oh. Oops! That is not a stalker; it's Niall!

You looked even closer and noticed that he was playing a guitar. Wait, what? He is playing a guitar! The music isn't in my head! Yay! Niall's serenading me!

Unfortunately, the song ended soon and he stopped singing. He climbed a tree that was growing under your window. You helped him and his guitar with the journey through your windowsill until he was standing safely on your carpet.

"Thanks." he told you once his feet hit the floor.

"Your welcome. You know you could have just used the door, correct?" you questioned, laughing at the fact that he took the unnecessary adventure just to be in the private place that you called a bedroom.

"Doors are for losers." he joked.

Grinning, you laughed lightly at his response.

"That was incredibly sweet, but why are you here?" you inquired, blushing slightly at what he did for you.

"Well..." he sat on his knees in front of you while you sat on your bed.

He started playing you the best song you ever heard. It was about how he thought you were lovely and beautiful and how he love it if you would do him the honor of being his date to the prom. Astonished, you automatically hugged him tightly and told him you would love to.

When prom came, you had a phenomeniall ;) time. It was like you were the only two people who ever existed.

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