The Poster

Chapter 10 ✔

If you only knew Grace...

At this point I was staring at her. This magical moment in romantic films. There was nothing but her eyes. The beautiful brown ones. 

"Niall?" She whispered, waiting for an answer.

Her cheeks were pink and they looked kind of adorable.

"Uhm... it's ok," I spoke with a trembling voice, looking down at her covers, smiling.

She gave me a cup and I quickly swallowed the liquid.

"So uhm what do you like? Have you got any hobbies?" I asked fiddling with my fingers.

She smiled at me. Wow those dimples. 

"Ehm... I like listening to good music and sometimes I draw things.  I also like taking pictures, swimming and so ... yeah... what about you?"

She wasn't a girl who talked as much as the others. She was quiet and cryptic. My mysterious girl.

Did I just said 'MY'?

Oh Niall... this is going way too far.

"I like singing... obviously and... I also like eating food. I support Derby County and yeah... What is your favourite sport?"

"Football and badminton," She answered.

"Badminton?"

"Yes. I played it for a while... but that's over now,"

"Why did you stop?" I asked curious but I actually just wanted to hear her voice.

She almost choked on her coke. "Long story... maybe I'll tell you next time,"

There's going to be a next time? Somehow I was happy about that. She was still acting mysterious... what I liked alot. My thoughts were interrupted by her buzzing phone.

'Claire' and a picture of the girl who was standing next to Grace at our concert, popped up on the screen. She looked over at me and I nodded, allowing her to answer the call. Then she pressed the button ...

"Claire?" She said with anger in her voice. 

There was a silent, as Grace stood up, leaving me alone again. It surprised me. She didn't even turn around to look at me. I scanned her room. Every spot was unique. She's a really special girl, but totally normal and down to earth.

My thoughts went back to my dreams. Suddenly I stood up, looking for my view I always had in every single dream. I wanted to freaking now the cause of all those dreams.

It has to be here...

It was useless... I didn't find it. I sat down on her bed, frustated. Then I realized that my view was a spot in her room where her wardrobe stood. I scanned the tall wood, approaching to get a better look at it and I found something interesting. Scotch tape leftovers. 

Something must have been hanging here before...maybe a picture... She said she liked taking pictures... But how could I look through a picture... I mean the person on it at least had to be me.

Then the thought came back into my mind. I was a  member of the biggest boyband and she was a fangirl.

There must have hung a poster!

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