Chapter 1

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*Past: 3 years-old Celeste*

A little girl was running around on the playground. When she bumped into someone and fell onto her bum. "Ouch! That hurt!" They both look up to find each other staring into stunning blue eyes. "I'm sorry." said the boy with a funny accent. The little girl started giggling, "What?! Do I have something on my face?" The little girl shook her head, "No, you just have a funny voice." But in her head, the little girl that he had the prettiest blue eyes on his face. The boy stuck his hand, "I'm Niall Horan." The little girl took his hand, shaking it; "I'm Celeste Meyerson." From then on; the two kids have been laughing, talking, and playing with each other.

*Past: 6 years-old Celeste*

As two children played with a 'super' bouncy ball, cars zoomed past behind them. Though small, yet strong Niall bounced the ball a little too high. They watched as the ball rolled onto the street. "I'll get it." Celeste yells. Celeste races to the street, checking if there were any cars driving. Once all the cars were gone, she quickly walked over to the ball. But a very drunk driver was blasting music in his car, while drinking a full load of beer. Before Celeste could pick up the ball, the car swerved and hit Celeste right in the head. As Celeste was left on the ground bleeding, the driver rammed his foot on the gas pedal and got out of the crime. Niall saw and rushed right over to her. "Cell, wake up! You can't sleep on the road, silly!" As Niall came to realize, there might not be a chance that she ever woke up from her everlasting sleep. Cars gathered around the two children, gasps and sobs were heard in each direction. "Someone call the police!!" Multiple phones were being swiped out, dials were being pressed. Niall just prayed that she would be able to play again.

______________@ the Hospital_______________

Beep. Beep. Beep. "... her heart rate is fine, although she lost a lot a blood." Was all Celeste heard when she groggily opened her eyes. She waited until her eyes adjusted to the bright room. "Celeste, sweetheart. Are you ok?" Yet she wondered, "Who's Celeste?" The child's mother carefully backed up and ran out of the room crying. The father looked at the doctor, "Why can't she remember her own mother?!?!" The doctor was taken back by the sudden yelling, "Sir I assure you, within time she will regain her memory."

_______________a little later________________

The doctor was right she did regain her memory but she forgot something that was really important to her. All the young boy can do is look at her from a far.

*Past: Growing Up*

As she had birthday parties and get togethers, poor Niall was always left out. Niall had enough and moved away to London, England.

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