Prologue

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A/N: Hey guys this is a new story idea I have an I'm really excited for it. I hope you enjoy it and comment, vote, share and fan. But most importantly comment!

On the side is a picture of the one and only, Niall Horan; the main character in this story.

Whoever read this, you get the benefit of knowing what the lyrics--yes lyrics--are for at the bottom. Guess them for a dedication. First one to guess the lyrics wins!

P.S. I dedicated this chapter to my amazing wattpad bestie, because without her this wouldn't be going up! :P Enjoy my little...waffles. Yeah, I think I'll call alll of you my little waffles now. I like the ring to it. :P Bah! Off topic, you may read...now! (:

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~LIAM The four of us gathered around the table, while the blonde stayed on the couch moping. All he ever seemed to do is mope. We know why but he refuses to admit it, even to himself.  

"We have to do something about him!" Louis was the first to speak. I nodded my head in agreement but didn't say anything.  

"He wants his princess. He misses her." Harry looked at Niall trying to figure out what to do.  

"He hasn't even met his princess!" Louis gave Harry a small smack on the back of his head. Harry let a small but devious smile make its way across his face. I sat silently. I didn't even know what to do about him.  

Zayn spoke up for the first time. "That's the problem."  

"Thanks tips!" Louis rolled his eyes. Everyone could see that. I was starting to believe that even his fans were recognizing that he was lonely. Every concert he would scan the crowd and look for someone. Anyone.  

Zayn glared at Louis. He was the one most troubled by this. He would try to comfort Niall but was always the one beat on by Niall the most. "Any-"  

"We need to do something." I cut Zayn off. Louis stuck his tongue out at Zayn and received a glare in return.  

"You don't need to do anything." Niall spoke up for the first time. I thought he was asleep. Guess not.

"Niall," Zayn started. "We-"  

"Shut up Zayn!" Niall yelled and cut him off. He stood up and turned to the rest of us. "Stay out of it!" And out the room he went.  

Zayn walked out as well, but onto the balcony instead. Luckily he didn’t go after Niall.  

Harry stood up. "I have an idea." Then he walked into the bedroom. We all followed, worried.

He pulled out his laptop and logged onto Facebook with that look on his face signaling he had put some thought into whatever he was about to show us. "We will initiate, the Girlfriend Test."

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"I'm sorry for all I did

And what I said 

And the things I hid

I'm finally over me

Is that too late for you

I can't imagine where I'd be

If you had never rescued me

You gave me hope to live

Now I need you 

'Cuz I need you."

Don't forget to comment and don't be afraid to critique just don't hate. :P

<(^---^)> Dobby

P.S. Two votes and I may just upload...:D

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