Amelia's POV: "Where is it?!" I scream, feeling the frustration set in. My bedroom looked as though a tornado had passed through it all because I couldn't find my damn phone. "Felicity?" I hear my best friends feet pound down the hallway of our apartment.
"Jesus Christ! What Amy?" She exclaims, clearly not amused that I interrupted her Doctor Who marathon. I take a moment to catch my breath since I had just been running around. Felicity taps her door impatiently and I roll my eyes at her behavior.
"Where is my stupid phone?" I ask as calmly as possible. If I was going to the One Direction concert with her tonight, I would need it incase we became separated. Felicity groans, very loudly, and turns to walk out my door.
"Check your bathroom, dumbass!" She calls over her shoulder. I sprint to my bathroom and find it on the counter. What the hell? How could I not have checked my bathroom? I shrug my shoulders and get to work cleaning my room. When I finish, I hop in the shower and emerge 10 minutes later, fully refreshed and looking for clothes. "One hour!" Felicity calls excitedly, making me snort. I decide on jean shorts and a red Ed Sheeran cutoff with black converse. I pull my hair into a high ponytail and apply light makeup. Nothing too dark or dramatic. It took me a solid 10 minutes to relocate my phone and then another fifteen to find everything to shove in my bag.
"I'm ready!" I announce to Felicity, who is already sitting on the couch, dressed and ready to go. She was wearing black shorts, a blue 1D shirt and black high tops. Her face lit up like a Christmas tree as I grabbed my keys, leading us towards my car.
"Thank you for the tickets! You are the greatest person alive!" I giggle, throwing the gear in drive. I remember her face when she opened the package with tickets in it for her birthday. Absolutely priceless.
"You're welcome boo!" I respond with a grin. Lissy shoves a CD into the stereo, grinning mischievously. Soon a song blares through the sound system, breaking the silence. It was one of the few songs I knew by One Direction. Now, I am in no way a directionator, I just am not obsessed with them like Felicity. We sang along to a few songs before reaching the venue. By now, Felicity was absolutely flipping out, tears about to cascade down her pale checks.
"Holy shit. Oh my sweet baby Jesus. I am about to witness the five most perfect boys in existence. I am about to go into cardiac arrest!" She spazzes, clutching her chest dramatically.
"They aren't perfect. They have their flaws just like anyone else. Everyone is just to blind to see them." I muse, receiving a death glare from my raven haired friend, her blue eyes turning icy.
"Do not ever utter those words again. EVER." She growls menacingly. I took a step back, narrowing my eyes at her. We stare at each other for a few moments before busting out laughing. We walk inside and find our seats, front row might I add. A while later and the show started, meaning there were thousands of crying girls surrounding us. I do have to admit that the concert was incredible. Those five boys were definitely talented. As soon as the concert ended though, guess who was glad she found her phone? This girl! Felicity and I actually got separated and she wasn't answering her damn phone.
"Felicity Grace Sanders! Pick up your fucking phone. Now! I have no freaking idea where you are, or where the hell I am for that matter! Pick up! Ack!" I felt a solid figure hit my body. I figured I just ran into a wall since I wasn't watching where I was going, but I soon realize that it was a person. "Oh my god! I am so sorry! I am such a klutz! Are you alright?" I exclaim. A pair of blue eyes peer at me, making my heart race. Wow, his eyes were so amazing. I shake my head, realizing I was zoning. The boy looks at me with an amused expression.
"No need to apologize, love. Totally my fault." His accent thick in his words. "I should probably introduce myself. Hello. I'm Niall Horan!"
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Dun, dun, dun! What's going to happen next? Sorry for the sort of cliff hanger. If you liked it, please give it a vote/comment? It would be very appreciated! I'll update again tonight since it was a short chapter! Kay gotta get to work!(:
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Forever and Always: A Niall Horan Fan Fiction
FanfictionAmelia Clayton is your average 18 year old. She lives in San Diego, California with her best friend Felicity Sanders, works at a local coffee shop and spends her time listening to her best friend talk about a certain boy band by the name of One Dire...