The Mermaids Of Cali (One Direction)

Chapter 8

Samantha's pov

With an unfamiliar chirpy noise , the phone dinged in my back pocket. I dig it out and stare blankly at the unfamiliar screen.

Oh no.

When I had dropped my phone and was clumsy enough to walk straight Into some guy , knocking his food to the floor , we must have switched phones .

That meant he had mine. I punched in my number and dialed it up , the other girls crowding around to hear what would happen. And then the voice answered.

Soft and low , with a faint Irish accent. I knew instantly who it was. The only person it could have been.

The moment when our fingers brushed as we both reached for the phones , I glanced at his face , but my brain never registered it. Ashy blond hair and blue eyes. Pale skin. No way. I held in my hands the phone of Niall Horan.

When the shock of him saying hello to me finally wore of , I responded 'hi -- um uh wow hi this is your um phone and um wow- sorry hi '. He laughed , a beautiful tinkling sound like music to my ears , and us mermaids were passionate about music . 'You sound nervous , is everything ok?' He asked , always the gentleman. 'Oh , yeah everything is perfect I just wow your Niall Horan. And your talking to ME. That's just....wow'. I stammered , blushing even though he couldn't see me.

'Well , there seems to have been some sort of mix up with our phones so maybe we could meet up sometime to exchange them? 'He inquired , and the thought of meeting him face to face literally sent my heart racing a thousand miles an hour .

'Oh - yes that would be amazing yes definitely! Would you mind if I brought a few friends along? ' I said, rushing over the words . 'As long as their not paparazzi it's all good' He said , and just could almost see him smile the words through the phone.

I was about to hang up and jump up and down with excitement when using remembered I had no idea where to meet him . 'Where are we gonna meet to swap phones? I mean -anywhere you want is fine just asking.' I stuttered and I could feel the girls getting uncontrollably excited beside me.

'How about Friday evening in the hotel where I'm staying the (Rachel fill this gap) ?' He asked , and I knew this was the gargantuan five star hotel that was plagued by fans and paparazzi 24/7. I'd never get through security.

My hopes seemed to crash Like meteors to the earth burning in a trail of smoke as they died. 'Oh that's fine but how on earth will we get in? ' I asked , and then I realized he'd probably never been refused entry anywhere. 'I'll have a limo escort you to the entrance and I'm sure once they hear the story they'll let you right on in.' Again he sent virtual smiles and stopped my heart.

'Ok , um it's been amazing talking to you and um oh god um I hope to see you soon and ok um bye Niall !' I mumbled tragically as I talked to the one I'd crushed over for too long.

I was going to meet him. In person. And talk . He didn't seem like the kind of guy to just take the phone and walk away. So he hung up and I turned around slowly to the group.

'WE ARE GOING TO MEET NIALL HORAN!!!' I squealed and we all grabbed each other and jumped up and down and the planned outfits and make up and hair and perfumes and we all began getting ready for our big chance.