Niall horan. He was the only thing on my mind . The boy that lived next door with that Irish accent and blonde hair . Not to mention that singing voice. I knew that boy would be famous someday .Someday really soon . I heard him singing in the shower and it was almost hypnotising . I was too shy to ever talk to him . The only time I have ever made any contact with him was at school once we were partners but that's all . He always looked so cute with that smile with the braces . One day I was in my room listening to music . And I heard him . He was singing again . His voice soothed my soul . I looked out my window to see his shower window directly across . I saw him . I saw him singing his heard and soul into that song . I kept watching . I eventually got out my iPhone to record his singing I was whispering it along with him . Until he turned and looked out the window straight at me . I froze . "What the..." He said turning off the shower and running out out the bathroom . I really have no chance with him . I heard a knock on the door . I shouted out " Ill be there in a minute !" As I closed my video on my iPhone and walked to the door I opened it and ... There he was ... Niall in a towel ... Only a towel . "Do you mind not watching me while I shower ?" He said pushing his hair back . "Uh I I I'm sorry it's just ... Just your voice.." I stuttered out of lips "what about my voice ?" He said his eyebrows burrowing " it's it's ... Angelic..." I said breathing softly "oh "he said leaving a natural expression on his face "You could have just told me that!" He said walking away back to his house . "I'm ... I'm sorry " I said yelling across the yard "it's ok " he said half smiling at me . "We should hang out " he said looking towards his house . This boy is perfect . He . Is . Perfect
