So Little- A Niall Horan Fanfiction

So Little- A Niall Horan Fanfiction chapter 1

Chapter one

Bio- Kelsey Lockhart once had it all although she wasn't the popular cheerleader who went to party's every weekend and had the boy that everyone wanted she was loved by everyone until she was walking home and just collapsed her anorexica had finally over taken her and her parents had sent her to a place to help her when she rebelled they force her to move out. Now she was living homeless hoping for a miracle. Will niall be that miracle and be able to help her and show her she doesn't need to be so little to be beautiful.

Kelsey's POV

I knew I would have to get up, I adjusted my head on the newspaper I was laying on groaning and glancing down at my ribs. There once was a time I couldn't even look at food but now I wish I had some its been a week since my last full meal and even that wasn't entirely satisfying. I heard leaves crunching underneith from what I imagined were very heavy and worn work boots. I presumed it was one of the many caretakers that roamed around the well spread out park.

"Miss you need to move"

a gruff voice said. I could hear his heavy breathing.

"Sir do u know what I'm doing?"

I tried my usual trick at getting food this early in the morning. I glanced up at the rotund and scruffy looking man he looked terribly confused.

"No miss I don't but I assume you were sleeping."

he pointed to my hair and then took a look at the newspaper. I wanted to let out a laugh but I refrained when I saw his manner stiffen again.

"Yes"

I stated

"I was sleeping, however do u know why I was sleeping."

Again I wanted to giggle he looked taken aback and was starting to fidget with the zipper on his uniform.

"Are you going to tell me?"

He was waiting for me to explain.

"Well sir you see,"

I began my usual lie.

"I was walking home from a friends house late last night when I had gotten a call from a nurse. My parents had not made it they were run off the road by a drunk driver I have no family now and I don't know what to do"

I made my eyes water by thinking of my healthy alive parents that despised me.

I looked down at my stomach and the man had noticed.

"You poor girl let me take you to a coffee shop and get you something to eat."

Ha my plan had been successful normally the people would just offer money but this guy was taking me out.

"Are you sure it's not to much"

I made myself sound humble.

"Oh no you've been through alot and I insist my names Paul"

he reached out his hand and gestured for me to shake.

"Well thank you very much Paul I'm Kelsey by the way but don't you have to keep an eye on the park."

I suddenly felt bad for tricking this man he was so kind and polite.

He chuckled

"Kelsey I don't work here I'm just under cover for the current moment"

he thickened his Brittish accent.

"Alright then lets get going Paul!"

I jumped infront of him throwing away the old newspaper I had been using for a pillow.

Paul was a an extremely peppy man who looked to be in his late thirties and was someone you could talk to if you needed to. I felt horrible for lying to him it wasn't satisfying. The guilt I normally didn't feel was interrupted by birds chirping and chipmunks scurrying around with there large cheeks full if who knows what.

The air was cool and would of felt so good on my face if I hadn't of slept out here in the bitterness all night, the sun was shining which was unusual for London especially in the season of autumn. As Paul and I moved through the park the trees orange and yellow leaves danced in the wind after they fell off the pointy branches.

When we were finally out of the park Paul called back to me.

"Sweetheart is it alright if I leave you to the coffee shop I have to be somewhere."

He looked worried at what I might say but I could barely hear him the traffic in central London made it almost inaudioble. But I had understood and sent a thumbs up with my left hand. He flashed a smile.

When we had finally arrived at the coffee shop Paul explained that he was going to the rest room to change his clothes he told me to order what ever I wanted and handed me his wallet.

The line was quite long and the room was noisy mostly packed with teen girls and older men I took in the observations of my surroundings before I got to the counter. I decided I would order a bagel and two muffins as well as a large decaf coffee. When my order appeared I took it over to a seat by a window and took a look in Paul's wallet the man was loaded. About £2000 what could he possibly need that much money for. Speaking of Paul he had emerged from the back of the room now wearing black dress pants and a light blue knitted sweater. He looked alot different now like he was in charge of something quite important he was a pretty built guy and looked like he could intimidate the shit out of anyone.

"Paul I wasn't sure wht you wanted here's your wallet."

I said placing the wallet in his hand. Instead of placing it in his pocket like I assumed he would but instead he reached inside it, did he think I stole something? I didn't I payed 9£ for my food and coffee and he wouldn't miss that much seeing the many hundred dollar bills he had. Then I realized he was trying to give me money.

"Paul I can-" he cut me off as he forced me to open my frail hand and placed £350 even in my palm the last time I had held this much money at once was when I was turning 16. He placed his wallet down on the table and turned to me.

"Don't say you can't Kelsey you will I can't stand seeing someone young like you homeless and growing weaker everyday because she can't get food it was pretty obvious you had been without your parents for quite sometime. Do you need more?"

This man was so nice and I felt another wave of guilt flood over me engulfing me in the lies I had told.

"Your right Paul I have been with out my parents for more than one night this is more than enough I want to thank you and apologize for lying."

That was gratifying the air felt cleaner now. Paul was such a caring man and was deffenitly a father figure he reminded me so much of my own rotten father b4 he had thrown me out he would often lecture me when I skipped breakfast or didn't eat my dinner. I missed him I loved him but I also hated him.

"Is it alright if I go now I have to keep an eye on my clients they can get pretty wild sometimes I guess that's just how all young lads are."

He half questioned, and I nodded

"Yes I would suppose so, tanks again Paul take care"

"You to Kelsey"

Paul had made a right after exiting the store and waved to me he was so pleasent I wasn't quite sure how he would watch his clients was he possibly a principal of a private school. I wished I had of found out, I shrugged it off and returned to eating my bagel.

A/N HEYYY! so this my first fanfic on wattpad I think this first chapter sucks but gimme feed back read vote comment fan! The boys are in the next chapter! YAY! Did anyone notice anything hehe anyway ill peace now lemme know wht y'all think