It was July 1st 2011, I was at home thinking about things I would want for my birthday since my birthday was on the 15th. One direction was a band that formed last year on July 28th. They weren't crazy popular where I lived but that didn't matter to me. I loved all of the members unconditionally but one of them stood out to me. He was a blonde Irish boy that had the cutest laugh, smile, and was very charming. I had a poster of him that I printed out a few months ago, it sat on the wall behind my dresser. Every night I would come home and do my homework for the day at my desk so he always stared at me. Since it was summer I had nothing to do so I opened my laptop and scrolled through Instagram looking at old pictures of 1D. I went to my home page and scrolled there but when I saw a picture of Avery with her beautiful blonde hair, gorgeous green eyes, and stunning looks I almost cried. She was one of those stereotypical mean girls and anything I liked/wanted she would like/buy for herself and acted like I had never heard of anything. I feared showing that I loved one direction because if she were to message any of them I'm sure they'd try to date her. I'm not exactly jealous of her but I wish I looked like her. After doing some deep thinking I decided to go to a meadow of beautiful sunflowers and take photos of myself there so maybe she'd see me and think that I was pretty. I put on white sweatpants, a crop top, and left my hair down. I was walking over to the meadow which was only a few blocks away when I saw her best friend, I was scared that I made eye contact but thank God she didn't see me. When I arrived I sat down and propped my phone up. After what felt like an hour of trying to find the best angle and lighting I finally go it. I took a few photos when I heard someone approach me. I fliniched thinking it was Avery or her best friend Lilly but when I looked up I saw a tall boy with blonde hair and blue eyes staring down at me. "I didn't mean to scare you then" said an Irish accent. I laughed and said "for a second I thought you were Niall Horan from one direct- OH MY GOD YOU ARE NIALL" I said. "Haha yeah that's me" said Niall. "How why how when woah im so sorry" I said. He said "why sorry? You're beautiful." I blushed really hard. "me?" I asked confused. "Yeah you. Oh wait i'm sorry I didn't mean it in a creepy way" he said sounding embarrassed. I reassured him "Nonono it's okay I'm literally your biggest fan" I said in a more mellow tone. He said "wow I actually never heard anyone say that." "Thank you so much" he said. "So how come you're in Flordia?" I asked. He said "well I kinda wanted to take a break from recording and take a vacation" he said. At the time we were both almost the same age, I was turning 17 in 14 days so the age gap wasn't that bad. "Hey are there any good places to eat?" he asked. I laughed and said "yeah I know a cool outdoor pizza place if you're down to go there." He said "oooo pizza sounds good." I said "it's not that far of a walk." He said "perfect."
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Teen Fictionthis is a story about Niall. No one saw the fact he was struggling. All they saw was the happy laughing Irish boy. TW mentions of suicide and self harm. Enjoy.