Chapter One

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I came in through the crowd of loud, shouting people all dancing together. I couldn't believe I had actually come here. My friends had told me to go to this club because I might find something 'new' there. Well I certainly left with something new.

"Hey gorgeous" the blonde boy said to me. "Want anything?"

This blonde boy wasn't just any boy. He was Niall James Horan. One of the five members of the world's biggest boy band: One Direction. He was wearing casual clothes. Blue jeans and a T-shirt with some blue high tops and a hoody over the top.

"Oh right sorry" he said grinning. "My name is Niall. Niall Horan" he said politely holding out his hand for me to shake.

"I know who you are, doesn't everybody?" I laughed shaking his hand.

"I've heard that loads of times before, so how about that drink?"

"My names Amy by the way and sure, just a coke please" I replied. Where was I getting this confidence from?

He ordered too cokes and I followed him to a brown table with chairs three chairs surrounding them. He pushed my drink towards me and I took a sip out of it.

"Soooo......." I said, trying to keep up a conversation.

"So, where are you from then" he asked also trying to keep conversation.

"Err, that depends what exactly you mean. I was born in Shrewsbury, lived in Middletown until the age of sixteen and I'm now eighteen and living about 10 minutes away from here in a car drive!"

"Interesting....." he pretended to ponder for a moment and then said, "I was born in Mullingar, Ireland and I am now here in Birmingham for the next six to eight months before the band kick up the Take Me Home Tour! He flashed me a grin showing off his braces.

"Interesting.........."

He laughed out loud. "You're funny"

I laughed with him. "It's just random" I replied.

He finished the last of his coke as I started to play with the charm bracelet on my wrist. "That's a nice bracelet" he commented touching one of the charms for a second. Then he looked up at me. His green- blue eyes boring into mine. His eyes were so amazing and when he looked at me I felt the butterfly's swarming into my stomach.

"Anyway, it's been lovely and all that but I better get going" I said the disappointment showing in my speech. "Thanks for the drink" I said smiling at him.

"Oh. Don't you want a lift home?" He asked.

"Err, well I was going to get a taxi but I'd actually much rather join you than a grumbling taxi man begging for tips!" He laughed at that.

"Well let's get going then!" He said showing me the way to his black Range Rover car, perfectly parked in one of the spaces.

He opened one of the car doors for me. "Ladies first,"

As I went to get in he ran around the car and got in just a second before me. As I sat down and did my seatbelt up he murmured to me, "But men just before!"

I laughed at that. "Typical guy!"

"I can change that if you want," he offered. That kind of creeped me out a bit. But as he started up the car he changed the conversation

"I have no idea where I'm driving to so I think you better give me a sense of direction" he said casually.

"Err yeah sure it's number twenty two Chestnut Drive, near that Briedden Pub. You know where that is?"

"Sure, course I do" he said reassuringly.

"You don't know where it is doing you?"

"No, not the slightest idea!"

I laughed. He was a guy with a definite sense of humour! "You go round this corner here and then keep going on the straight road, then turn left again and keep going on the straight road and then you should see a sign" I said with my useless navigating.

"Right," he said. "Round the corner, go straight, left, straight road, see a sign" he said to himself, memorizing it.

"Well, yeah I could have put it that way" I mumbled to myself feeling stupid.

He drove silently for a minute, maybe lost for words. I noticed that he was driving really slowly and I looked at the wheel.

"Do you want me to speed up?" he said.

"No, I was just wondering why you were driving so slowly. Most men like you always go over the speed limit!"

"I'm one of a kind!" he said speeding up. I rolled my eyes.

"He went past the sign and said, "Which one was it again, twenty two?"

"Yeah that's right" I said, surprised he actually remembered. "You've actually been listening to me haven't you?" I said, the surprised tone appearing in my voice.

"Who wouldn't?" He replied, not answering my question properly and turning to me to raise one eyebrow. "Is this it?" He asked nodding to the house in front of us.

"Yeah, that's it" I said. "Thanks for the ride" I said getting up to climb out.

"Hey, you're not going that easily" he said catching arm with his warm hand, not too tightly but tight enough to keep hold of me. He'd probably guessed I could run for my life if I needed to, but somehow I felt safe when I was with him. I'd only known for a couple of hours though!

I turned around to see that his face was just inches away from mine. "What do you want?" I asked casually, trying to ignore the way my heart sped up when I was so close to him.

"Your phone number" he replied casually like me, as if it was normal to ask a girl he'd only known barely an hour in a half for her phone number.

"Sure," I said getting my I Phone out. We swapped phone numbers quickly.

"Will you keep in touch?"

"Errrr, yeah sure if you do" this was getting kind of awkward. He leaned over to open the car door for me and I got out.

As he shut the door he said, "See you beautiful!"

I got into my empty house, I immediately felt different. I didn't know why but when he was around me here was a really calm and cool atmosphere, now he was gone, I kind of felt empty. I walked into my massive bedroom, got changed into my pyjamas and went to bed.

A few hours later I shot up from my bed as realization kicked in. I hadn't just found a great new friend as my friends had hoped. I'd found THE Niall Horan! It didn't really matter who he was. It was just that this was the one of the world's most famous guys and I had his phone number! I told myself that it was all a dream and that it couldn't be real and I would wake up and carry my life on as normal.....

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