Dancer Girl- A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter 1- Memories

HEYO! Haha so I made a slide show of the characters in the story, on this website called Photosnack.com, you should so try it! But anyway, I will try attaching it to this chapter, but if you don't see it in the multimedia box soon, here is the link: http://snack.to/pt9axyea

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Ariana's P.O.V

'Baby you light up my world like nobody else, the way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed.'   I let out a groan as my kindle (A/N: Dedicated to Willmarryharry5 because the last time i spent the night at her house some song blazed on her kindle alarm and woke me up at 11:30. I HATE MORNINGS -_-) alarm blazed on loud. I cursed myself for leaving on loud last night and let out yet another sleepy groan. I reached a hand out from under my blanket and knocked it from my nightstand to the floor, making it shut off. "Guess it landed on the power button." I say and yawn, rolling out of bed. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I walk to the bathroom, taking a shower. After washing my body and hair, I wrap a towel around myself and walk back to my room. I dry off and put on this: http://www.polyvore.com/aris_outfit/set?id=69936405 before straightning my hair. I topped my look off with my golden necklace that says 'Dance'. Tears welled up in my eyes. My Nana gave me the necklace at the hospital, where she died. I was 18 at the time, and it's only been a year scince she passed. I spent my birthday there in that hospital, and this year I didn't celebrate being 19. Life had become even more cold for me, my Nana was like my mother and father. How come? My mom and dad cared more about work than me. "Your an only child, you should be used to being lonely Ari. If you weren't such an outcast you would have friends to keep you company." My mother had said a long time ago, when I was 15 to be exact. And that day was when, for the first time ever, I had hit my mother in the face. At first it looked like she was going to say something, or possibly cry. But then her face hardened and she said nothing, just walked out of the house with my father, un phased. I sighed, all the memories from everything flooding back in. I remeber starting high school hear and having no friends the first day, and then four happy girls came up to me and asked me to sit with them at lunch. Danielle, Eleanor, Perrie, and Alana. We became the best of friends, for we were eachothers only friends. And we all had one thing extra in common, Dance. We went to the same dance school and everything. But then Danielle hatched a plan for the five of us to move to London and get accepted into a prestigious dance academy, called 'Hillary Vine Dance Academy'. It was beautiful according to the site, and I knew we were all good enough to get scholarships, but I declined the offer. After 5 tries, they gave up and moved, but we are still eachothers closest friends and are always keeping in touch. With another sigh I grabed my bag and jogged downstairs.

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