Fate or Promise? [ONE DIRECTION FAN FIC]

Keep Your Promise? Or not. [NIALL & HARRY ONE DIRECTION FAN-FIC]

Hey loves!

Bethel x

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PROLOGUE

"You promise you'll marry me?!" The small girl cried. "Please!" she tugged his shirt.

"Why!!"

"If I become beautiful will you marry me?" Her sobbing slowed down. Hearing no answer she tugged on his shirt again. "Please!"

"You're fat and ugly." With that the small girl sobbed home and little did the boy know she would disappear from the world.

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"So what's my schedule, Jar?" Michelle asked her best friend/assistant, Jemimah. She checked her tweets, she smiled. "I gained like a hundred followers today!"

"You have to shoot a music video with a boy band." Jemimah said checking her scheduler. "Of course, you're getting more famous by the day. What do you expect?" She mumbled scrolling through June and July. "It looks like this music video has you booked for the next two months." Jemimah placed her scheduler back in her bag, and the two girls entered the Starbucks.

"Great." Michelle groaned. She hated filming in general. First you had to memorize all these lines plus, you have to memorize action and facial expression. WAY. TO. MUCH. WORK. But, music videos weren't as bad. All you had to do was act, and look whatever mood the song is. They entered Starbucks and escaped the freezing cold of New York. “I’ll take two peppermints.” Michelle mumbled as she took out her wallet.

Jemimah and Michelle sat down at a window seat while they sipped their coffee. “So tell me more about this boy band?”

Jemimah sipped her coffee as she search up ‘One Direction’ on Wikipedia. “Well, it says here, they’re from…London! Weren’t you from London?”

“Mhmmm, I moved though; when I was about six year olds. That’s why I don’t have that much of an accent.” Michelle mumbled cupping her tea, as if trying to remember a memory.

“Ah,” Jemimah stared at her. “Maybe you guys will have some kind of connection!!” She laughed. “They debuted from the X-Factor…”Jemimah continued reading. “Apparently, they didn’t win, but they were still famous. So, Simon Cowell sponsored them, and they started touring. That’s the general information.” Jemimah sipped her coffee again, still examining the wiki.

“They seem very successful. How many are there?” Michelle hasn’t heard of many boy bands these days.

“There are five of them. Niall Horan, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, and Harry Styles.” Jemimah said reading off the names.

“Styles…” She mumbled. “Where have I heard that before…”

Jemimah looked at Michelle. “That’s very strange because Styles isn’t a common American last name. Oh my gosh. Look at the time! You’re supposed to meet them today at two! It’s one forty-three! LET’S GO.” Jemimah grabbed Michelle and they took off.

“Did you have to pull?” Michelle mumbled and she rubbed her wrist.

“Excuse me. Excuse me!” Michelle turned to see a blonde boy running after them with a purse.  “You left your purse.” The boy managed to puff out of his short breath.

“Oh my gosh. Thank you so much!” She hugged the blonde boy before she even saw his face. “How can I ever repay you?” Michelle pulled away from the hug and finally saw the boy’s face. He was plain handsome: tall, blue-eyed, and blonde with his brown roots peeking up. She smiled staring at him, and he was staring back. Their reactions were like a mirror, as if both surprised at the face of each. Michelle could feel Jemimah tugging her now. “I-…”she paused. Strangely she didn’t want to leave the presence of this boy. “I have to go…” She paused again. Jemimah tugged again, harder this time. “I hope we meet again. So, I can repay you.” Michelle smiled and crossed the road.

~NIALLS POV~

“Harry, look, one of those girls left their purse.” Niall pointed at the purse as he finished his 3rd muffin.

“Why don’t you try to catch up with them? Maybe you can give it to them.” Liam implied as he sat uncomfortably on his chair.

“But we’re in disguise! What if they recognize me?” Niall groaned. Liam patted Niall’s hand fatherly and gave him the ‘do the right thing’ look. Niall groaned again. “Why can’t you do it Liam?”

“SHHH! Don’t say his name so loudly.” Harry fixed his hat. “Liam has to go to the bathroom.” Harry said looking at the line in the boy’s bathroom. “I can’t do it because these curls can’t be hidden.” He mumbled softly.

Niall groaned again. “Alright fine.” Niall got up from his seat and fixed his disguise hat. Niall grabbed the purse and ran toward the door. He had seen the girls turn left, but that was it. “Hope I find her.” After running for a minute or so, he saw the girl at the cross walk. He sprinted, he lost his hat. ‘Damn it.’ Niall mumbled “Excuse me! Excuse me!” The girl turned. Niall stopped and caught his breath looking at the ground. “You left your purse.” The girl hugged him and he felt their bodies share warmth. “U-“before Niall could say anything the girl had thanked him. When she released him they both looked at each other at the same time. ‘Oh my god, this girl…is beautiful.’ The girl had long straight hair, pale but not pasty skin and had dark brown eyes. His total opposite taste, but she gave off this glow this feeling of warmth and comfort…They both stared at each other as if they were examining each other’s soul, and it felt like it was just them. New York disappeared, no sound other than her sweet voice came out, but Niall couldn’t focus on what she was saying. Suddenly, reality flashed back. “So I can repay you.” And she disappeared to the other side. Niall had the strangest urge to follow her.

“Niall! Did you give it to her, and your hat?” Harry ran towards him trying to hide his bouncing curls. ‘He was right, he can’t hide them.’ Niall smiled and grabbed his hat back from Harry, and he quickly put it on. “Come on you cunt! We have a music video to film.”

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