It was you, only you. I Niall Fanfic I

Chapter Two

Niall’s POV

"That concert last night was insane!" Louis said while watching the tv. I stare out the window not paying much attention. The comfort of the couch is overbearing, I could just lay here all day soaking the sun seeping through the curtains. 

“Oi Niall,” Louis said while tugging at me

“Oh, sorry mate. I was just thinking about that too."

He nods and gets up off the couch as Zayn and Liam head for the door. To be honest, I love our fans, but I also miss home heaps. When Zayn saw Perrie yesterday, I felt jealous. Not of them, but what they had. I wanted to care for someone, hold them tight and be their one and only. 

"Alright boys, Zayn and Liam and heading down now. Lou, Harry, Niall get your stuff and we're outta here." I look up to Paul with pleading eyes to stay another couple minutes, he walks over and picks me over his shoudler up like I weigh nothing and walks towards the door following Louis and Harry. We approach the elevator doors and Harry quickly presses the arrow pointing down, laughing like a little kid. Paul shakes his head and we all wait. 

We all here a ding and the elevator doors open. A dark brown haired girl stands infront of us with a annoyed stance. I open my mouth to speak but Paul beats me to it 

“Hey you’re not suppose to be in here,” His voice booms, not his usual careful noise.

Her eyes widen very innocently and in shock, her familiarity gets the best of me. I speak before Paul kickes her out of the elevator.

“Nah it’s okay, chill Paul,” I stride into the elevator facing towards her, her eyes are a light brown and sparkle in the sun light. The other boys join us and smile.

“Hey love, sorry about Paul he can be a little over protective sometimes,” Harry says while the doors close. I look up to Harry and he has a wide grin.

“It’s okay.” she says sweetly

“We haven’t even introduced ourselves! I’m Louis, this is Harry and that is Niall.” Louis' voice fills the air of the elevator.

“Hi, I'm Claire." she looks at all our faces and gives us a small wave with her hand.

“Nice accent you got there, American?” I asked building up the courage. “I grew up in Los Angeles but I live in London at the moment.” Mayeb she's going to London at the same time?

I try speaking again but Louis interupts telling us that we have to go. Nice Louis. We all walk out and I turn to give her a goodbye smile. I hopped into the shiny limo with the rest of the lads. I could feel the immediate chill of the air conditioner making it’s way through out the whole limo. LA was one of my favourite places to come, but all I could think about was Claire. Her dark brown hair which looked lighted in the sun and her small figure which held the most perfect curves, plus not forgetting her bright smile.

“Looky at Niall, thinking about that girl in the elevator,” Harry chuckled lightly. “What girl?” Liam questioned. “Her name was Claire! And I don’t know she was different than other girls.” I said dismissively

The other lads just start laughing and tease me.

Peering out the tinted window, mobs of fans are everywhere.

We pull up to the airport and start climbing out of the limo.

Claire’s POV

 “International Airport please,” I say while sliding into the cab.

“Okay love.”

“Nice day today, isn’t it?” I ask the driver

“Lovely day dear.”

“How has your day been,” the aged driver asked cheerfully.

“Well I just bumped into a boyband!”

“Ah, Two Direction was it?”

“One Direction,” I corrected him, laughing

“Well who is your favourite?” I knew he didn’t care, but he made an effort.

“Definitely Niall, he is so cute and he seemed so sweet.” I giggle quietly. I glance out the window and the taxi swiftly flows past tall buildings. Ah LA! How I will miss the horrible traffic and bratty teenage girls who just got their licence.

 “Here we go love.”

I say my thanks and pay my fare. I step on to the red brick sidewalk, grab my luggage out of the boot and walk my way through the thick crowd.

“Excuse me, excuse me…” 

All I hear is girls screaming, what is going on?

“AHHHH OMG LOUIS!!!! NIALL!!!!ZAYN!!!!!!HARRY!!!LOUIS!!!!LIAM!!!

 Oh, One Direction.” I chuckle.

“Excuse me please.” Trying to make my way to the check in booth.

I turn around and in the crowd I lock eyes with Niall’s beautiful ocean blue eyes.

He gives me a grin and walks in between security guards, constantly looking back at me.

 “OMG THEY ARE HERE!”

As soon as I turn my head back I see a large mob of girls, screaming.

“Wait girls! Slow doooow-n” I try scream, as they run towards me

I stumble over and crumpling on the cold, hard ground. “Oww.” I lift my dizzy head and my vision becomes blurry. Last thing I see is a blonde boy calling my name and running over to me.