What I Thought Was Love

Chapter One

The day after I met Niall Horan at the coffee shop I remember waking up in a strange place. I woke up in a white room on a massive king sized bed and when I sat up there was a breathtaking view. The bed was facing a wall of windows, past the windows there was a multitude of tall green mountains. I sat in the bed as I marveled at the view for a few moments, when I made the horrifying realization that I was naked. I jumped out of bed and tried to find some clothing. ‘Where the hell are me clothes?!’ I thought urgently, I ran over to a wardrobe and found a plain white t-shirt. I quickly pulled the t-shirt over my tangled hair, the shirt reach just under my butt. That’s when I saw my panties laying on the floor on the opposite side of the bed. I quickly pulled them on and saw a photo on the wardrobe across from the bed, it was a photo of One Direction. Suddenly, the memories of everything that occurred yesterday came flooding back, I had been with Niall Horan. My heart started racing when I heard the door creak open, “Good morning, um, I brought you a cup of tea, I don’t know if you like tea so you don’t have to have any,” he said nervously as he held out a cup of tea. I smiled and weakly said “Oh, yeah I like tea, thank you.”

He smiled as we both stood there for a moment in complete silence while sipping our tea, I pushed the hair out of my face as I asked “Uh, where is your bathroom?” He laughed quietly and softly said “It’s the last door on the right down the hallway.”

“Thank you,” I smiled and set my tea on his nightstand.

I felt his gaze on me as I left the bedroom and headed down the hallway. The hallway walls were adorned with all of One Direction’s records. I passed another hallway that opened into his large TV and kitchen area, I stood there looking around and swiftly made my way to the bathroom.

 I went pee and when I finished I went to the sink to wash my hands and noticed myself in the mirror. I looked a mess, my hair was tangled and my makeup was smeared. “Jesus Christ” I thought to myself. I wet my fingers down and rubbed under my eyes, in an attempt to clean up the makeup smudged under my eyes. I backed away from the mirror and looked at myself, the memories of last night were slowly starting to reveal themselves. 

At the coffee shop when Niall returned the money I dropped he sat next to me and asked why I looked so upset. I remember being really embarrassed, but I confessed that I used to be a huge fan and I got nervous seeing him there. He laughed and I asked him for a picture and an autograph. I expected him to just get up and leave, but he stayed sitting next to me and we chatted for almost two hours. We really hit it off and he asked me out for dinner and I, of course, agreed. We both had a couple drinks at dinner and the next thing I knew we ended up at his house. We had a couple more drinks and then after a few conversations he leaned in and gave me a forceful, yet passionate kiss. I was so nervous, I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of him, but I let my feelings take me away. The kisses were only for a few seconds in the beginning, but they soon turned into a heated make out session. This took place for a few minutes, but soon our hands starting exploring each others bodies and it wasn’t long before Niall swept me up and carried me into the bedroom.