That girl

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(Niall's P.O.V)

Ever since this morning in the train station, i couldn't stop thinking about that girl i knocked over. Ooops. I mean she knew who i was but i felt really bad about knocking her over because she had so many bags with her. I was such an idiot.

*flash back*

I had just entered the train station to get away from all the paparazzi following me. I had the smart idea of walking through the whole train station and going to the other exit. Yeah i know it was a shit idea but at the time i wasn't really thinking about that, i just wanted to get rid of the paps. I felt a buzz in my pocket and reached my hand down to retrieve my phone. It was a messag from harry.

Harry

Mate where are you? We are all meant to be going out this afternoon. We all decided on Nandos which i know is good with you :)

Oh shit. I had completely forgotten about us going out this afternoon. I fist pumped the air next to me when i read that we were off to Nandos. Favourite place on earth and if i could i would actually live there. I looked back down at my phone and clicked on my reply button.

Niall

Im at train station hiding from the paps (long story) but im heading to your flat now, i won't be long. Im up for Nandos completely :D

I read over my text again before clicking send, i then carried on staring at my screen waiting for it to send. Suddenly, phone was knocked out of my hand as i accidently knocked someone of their feet.

"I'm really sorry," she said through gritted which im guessing was because she had just falling flat on her arse.

"Its alright but i'm sorry too as i wasn't looking where i was going," i replied looking down at her. This was the first time i could look at her properly as she was so wrapped up in thinking about something. She was beautiful, she had lovely brown natural hair that hung over her face and her pale skin complimented her eyes. Her mouth turned up a little into a smile and i was confused, so i decided to ask her if she was alright.

"Are you alright?" I asked which seemed to snap her out of her trance. 

"Oh sorry, yeah im fine thanks," she smiled at the floor but her smile seemed fake to me. She tried to stand up ended up falling back down from all her heavy bags. I offered her my hand and she galdly accepted it. As she was hauled up i lookes into her eyes now that i could see her better. They were a gorgeous hazel colour with a darker shade of brown around the edge. They had a little twinkle in them and i could feel myself smiling. She was roaming around all of my face and i watched her as she finally came back to my eyes. She instantly blushed when she realised that i had been watching her.

"Oh m-my..your N-Niall Horan," she said in a quiet voice. I smiled the fact that she realised me but then i started to panick because i was trying to keep a low profile as i knew the paps would be in the train station somewhere. If she started screaming then they would easily find me.

"Ha ha yeah thats me but please don't scream because i am trying to get through her unseen," i looked at her worried of her reaction towards my words. I searched all over her face for an answer and finally got one when she smiled.

"Trust me i won't tell tell but i had better be going now as im meant to be meeting a friend, sorry again for walking into you," this girl really was nice i thought to myself as i continued to stare at her. I gave her a quick grin before i reached out for her bags and then handed them to her.

"Oh thanks"

"Welcome and nice meeting you even i fit was by pushing you over," smooth Niall real smooth there! "I am really sorry about that by the way," I quickly added so i didn't seem rude. I started to walk away but quickly glanced over at her and gave her one last wave before i turned the corner. I was a complete idiot, why didn't i ask her name or something instead of just staring at her. I bet she thought i was really weird even if i was Niall Horan from One Direction. I headed towards the exit glad that there were no paps outside waiting for me.

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