Escape From Reality (N.H)

prologue

Chapter One-Gemini- not edited

{Author's Note}:

Hi guys! Sorry I haven't been online for a while. What's everyone thinking of Harry's new tattoo? To me. Just another reason why he should be shirtless all the time.

Oh! How about that ass of Louis'? Boy I could stare at that all day. Why can't I have a butt like that? Then maybe I would have boys chasing after me that isn't just in my dreams. One day I will get a boy. Maybe he would be blonde. With blue eyes. Great arms. And legs. Just a great body all together. Hmmm maybe his name would be niall hmm. That would never happen would it.

 As my mum says. Keep dreaming sunshine. Did you hear the sarcasm in that? No. Okay. Well then. I have to go. I have work tomorrow and it's 2:07am. I will post tomorrow when I will talk about Liam's date with his girlfriend Sophia and Perrie's birthday present from Zayn! yes I know its late, but I still cant get over that. Oh. Before I forget. Thank you so much for getting my blog to 4000 followers. It doesn't sound like much... But to me its incredible! I'm so proud to have this many people who read my blog.

Thank you and goodnight

POV // Gemini

I plop down on my bed and groan as I hear my phone go off. My friends have been on my case all day trying to get me to go to some party with them tonight. But with finals coming up, and my babysitting job that I have on the side, I'd really just enjoy a night in; to read and blog a bit.

I grab my cell phone from the top of my pillow and unlock it.  My eyes widen in shock. I see that in fact, it isn't one of my pestering friends; but a Twitter notification from Niall Horan. Niall Horan as in, Niall James Horan  from One Direction.

 I can't contain the high pitched squeal that escapes my lips when it shows that he actually followed me. Me! Little old Gemini Patterson. 

Another tone sounds. I try and keep my excitement contained as I -very shakily-  scroll through my phone to see that I have a mention on Twitter... and would you guess that it is from the one and only Niall Horan?

@Gemx Hi. I love your blog about my band! Bit ironic me fanboying over you huh? stay Safe (:

Before I can do anything however, my phone flashes a white light before shutting down. I nearly scream in frustration and get up from the bed. I look around for my charger and after five minutes of searching, I finally find it under my bed between some shoes and papers.

I plug my phone in and sigh as I fall back on my bed, I close my eyes I cant believe this  I let out another squeal and soon enough, I found myself drifting off to sleep

Suddenly, I shoot up from bed and look around in confusion. I had the weirdest dream ever, but for the life of me I can't remember just exactly what it was.

 I breathe a breath of utter fatigue and look around my room to my clock that is hanging up on my electric blue wall.Fuck! It's 7:30 already. Oh god, I was supposed to get up at 6:30. I look down to my phone and huff in annoyance when I take note that it's off.

I must have forgotten to switch it on after plugging it into the charger last night. I get up from bed –with much difficulty- and start heading towards my bathroom that is across the hall from my bedroom.

 One glance in the mirror tells me that I can't have a pig day and a shower is much in need. I step into the shower, but my mind can't help but go back to Niall. I still can't get over the fact that he actually followed and tweeted me!

Not long after my shower, I am dressed in my work clothes and heading downstairs. I open and close all the cupboards until I find my favorite cereal and pour some in a bowl with skim milk. I leave not long after and make sure to leave my phone home. I really don't need to be using my phone at work.

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Once I finished my day cleaning I was even more tired than this morning. I could not wait to get home and reply to Niall.

 Lots of questions kept running through my head. For example. Would he reply? The thought of Niall reading my blog was pretty embarrassing. Let's just say things are not always PG. I couldn't be happier though.

 The one guy that even pays any attention to me is the Niall Horan. 1/5 of a YouTube sensation. As soon as I get home I rush straight to my phone and open up the Twitter application.

@Niallofficial thank you so much Niall. You don't understand how happy this makes me! I'm glad you like it!

I didn't know if I wanted to send it or not. I didn't want him to think I'm weird. But wait. I am weird...

 I sighed sending It. He must of felt the same as me for him to send me that tweet first. I logged onto tumblr. The first thing I noticed was a notification. I smiled. I loved getting feed back from my readers. Although when I clicked on it I was pretty shocked.

@Niallofficial follows you.

How did I not notice. I smiled wide posting. 'I don't think any day could beat how happy I am today!' I kept it simple.

 I didn't always post big paragraphs on my blog. Especially when I'm feeling tired. I don't really have a life. Especially on Mondays. My baby sitting days are Wednesdays and Fridays. on the Brightside, I get paid £10 an hour.

 I find It really hard to do to a lot of things during the week. It's all because Of my anxiety. I get stressed out very easy. The kids that I look after are 11 and 13. They can both look after themselves.

 Their parents who live down the road just need me to watch them and to make sure they are safe. I'm always happy to help. All the extra money I get goes into a savings account especially so I can go see a One Direction gig.

The rest of it goes for paying for the apartment and Bills. I hate them. Life would be so much better if I had a flat mate to help me pay for them.I sat in front of the TV flicking through channels. Not long after I sat down I got another notification for Twitter. My heart beat faster.

@gemx I'm glad I made your day love, maybe we can talk more often

I blushed lightly reading the last tweet over and over. Did he really mean that. I laughed to myself. Course he doesn't. Why would he? He doesn't even know me. I started to think about what if I met Niall. And we became friends.

After a while of imagining things that would never happen I looked at the time. I couldn't be bothered to cook tonight so I decided to order a pizza in while I studied for my exams coming up soon.

I study journalism, languages and literature. I enjoy anything to do with writing. Whether I'm writing about things that really happen. Or if it's writing something fiction.

 And that's why I'm writing this. This is the story of how I  found love.