Y/n is a 16 year old girl, who doesn't have many friends and meets Niall Horan, a 17 year old, who is very popular and has lots of friends. Will they become friends? Or even more? Will Y/n become popular through Niall?
"Happy st. Patricks day!" "Happy st. Paddys day!" "I have a present for you!" "What is it?" "See for yourself!" I hand him a green cowboy hat with white fur at the side. "I'll put it on staight away!"
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"It suits you!", I laugh and Niall joins in with the laughing. "I think I look beautiful!" "You look extremely beautiful!" "You know what, I think I still have a picture of me dressed as a soilder. I think I even wore that on st. Patricks day once, as it's green!", Niall laughs and looks for the picture on his phone. "Found it!"
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"That's so cute! You're so cute there!" "There? What about now?" "Yeah, don't know what happened to you!", I say jokingly and Niall throws himself at me and starts tickling me. "Take that back!" "No!", I barely say while laughing. "Take it baaaccckkk!" "Nooo!", I answer still laughing. "Take...", he starts but I interupt him by kissing him. He kisses me back. "I love you so much! Of course you're cute!" "I love you, too, babe! But now I wanna see a baby picture of you!" "I'll see if I find one!" "I think you will! If not I'll ask your parents! Or Brandon!" "Nooo! Not my parents or Brandon! They'll show an embarrassing picture!" "Then start looking for one!" "Ok, give me a sec!" I find loads of baby pictures, but they're all pretty embarrassing. Finally I find a picture that is ok and show it to Niall.
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"Aw! That's cute! You were cute then and now of course, too!" "Thanks!" We continue talking for a good while. To be exact, until we have to leave to go to the St. Patricks Day parade. My mum calls us down and then we leave. "Aine, do you have any baby pictures of Y/n?" "Sure, I'll show you later!" "You know I'll ask your mum now, too!" "No, don't!" "Maura, do you have some embarrassing pictures of Niall as a baby?" "Of course! I'll show you when we get back!" "Mum, don't!", we both say at the same time, of course to our own mum.
