She's Not Afraid

Chapter 9: Almost Time To Go

Naill: I didn't want to leave in the next two days. I mean really. Maggie and I had something that I just didn't want to leave. Of course, business is business. I had on multiple occasions stared at my phone screen, ready to call the guys and ask to reschedule. But, I had asked this of them on muliple occasions that they leave their girlfriends to go record or something, but it felt different. Even though it wasn't. Does that make any sense?

Maggie: I bounced on to my bed, "Hey Sam," I said, playing with my hair. Sam was a friend of mine who had helped me get to my acting career by filming me when we were kids.

"Hola," she said.

"So what's up?" I asked.

"Not-a much-a. Summer so just getting ready to go to the pool with Kat," she said.

"Sweet. Tell her I say hi," I said.

"Yep," she said. I could picture Sam playing with her hair in front of her mirror. "So what's up with you?"

"Not much," I said.

"Are you sure?" she asked, giggling slightly.

"Yeah. Why?" I asked, rolling over so I was facing the ceiling.

"Just a picture in the recent edition of People that has a picture of you and Niall Horan," Sam said, giggling like a school girl. Which I guess she was. She was one of my few friends who wasn't famous.

"Oh no," I said, "It's not what it looks like."

"It looks like you guys are pretty into eachother. One picture is of you two walking together and the other is of you two kissing in the entrance of a store," Sam said, laughing now. I rolled my eyes.

"Crap. We said we weren't going public with it yet," I said, rubbing one of my temples.

"Well, how do you expect the fact that 'the hollywood heartbreaker picking another victim' to stay quiet?" Sam asked.

"I don't know," I said, closing my eyes.

"Face it sweetheart. Your famous. What are you? The 'Teenage Bad Girl'?" Sam asked.

"Thanks alot Sam. That's why I'm half way around the world remember. To ditch that name," I said.

"Couldn't help myself," Sam said, her voice sarcastic.

"Whatever," I said.

"So out of curiousity. Is he a good kisser?" she questioned.

"Sam!" I schreeched, laughing.

"What?" she asked, "It's a question."

"I'm hanging up now," I laughed.

"Mags!" Sam protested. I hung up. Part of me was upset that the news had gotten out so quick. The other part was laughing at Sam's insanity.

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Niall: I was with Maggie yet again. She was all smiles, despite the fact she smelled strongly of smoke. She claimed she had showered twice since getting off set. I really didn't care. She was amazing. When I saw her for the first time in the past 24 hours, I kissed her. When I pulled away she giggled, "What was that for?"

"That was becasue today is the last day we can be together for a little while," I said.

"Oh," Maggie said, dropping her gaze.

"I'll be back though. And I'll be in LA in November," I said, trying to cheer her up.

"When in November?" she asked, looking into my eyes with her big, hazel ones.

"Um, mid November ish. I don't remember the exact dates," I said, trying to remember.

"I'm visiting LA in November over a break. Maybe if your there we could do something," she said, smiling.

"Of course," I said, taking her in my arms. She wrapped her arms around me too.

We deicded to go to dinner. I suggested Nandos and we went, holding hands. She smiled. I smiled. Nobody made a single comment about what would go down in the next two days. Over her meal, Maggie looked at me, "Um, so I was talking to a friend from home today."

"Sweet," I said, nodding.

"You realize that there have been multiple pictures of us, um, out." she said.

"Um, out?" I asked.

"Kissing. Holding hands. I guess what I'm asking is what we're supposesed to say," Maggie said.

"The truth," I said quietly.

"You think that's the way to go?" she asked.

"I've seen Zayn and Jess hide it for years. It hurts to have to say different things all the time. I think we should just tell the truth," I said, noddding.

"Your right," Maggie said, "We should."

"Cool," I said, smiling.

"So we'll just say we're dating? That we're a couple?" she asked.

"That's what I was thinking," she said.

"Okay," she said, smiling.

"That's okay right?" I asked.

"Yeah. I was thinking that's what we should do," she said, taking a bite of her food. I nodded.

"So what's this friend like?" I asked.

"Oh Sam? You'd love her. She's actually the one who got me my career. She would film us when we were kids, you know little movies. She would put them on the interenet and that was how Hollywood found me. She's awesome. She's, like really funny, and she's workign to get a degree in Movie Production. I mean she's in high school so she's not actually working toward it yet. I mean she is but you know..." Maggie babbled.

"Yeah. She sounds pretty cool," I said, siping my soda.

"She is," Maggie said, smiling. I smiled. Maggie had such a dazzling smile. Her shiny pink lips creating a window for perfectly straight, white teeth. I was unlucky enough to need braces when I was 18. Yay. (This is in sarcasm).

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When I dropped Maggie off, I pressed my lips to hers. She kissed me back. Her lips felt great against mine. I let my arms slide to her back, holding her to me. I never wanted to let go. She let me kiss her for what felt like a very long time, our lips sincronized. It was perfection. She pulled away. "I'll see you soon Niall," she said, her eyes sad.

"Yeah. I can't wait," I said, "I hope sooner than later."

"Me too," she said. She kissed me again, this time her lips were sft and sweet, "Call me."

"I promise," I said. Then I watched as she closed her door.