Carried By The Wind (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 10

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Sorry for the late update but I wanted this chapter to be perfect.

I won't keep you from reading too long, so here is chapter 10.

I hope you really like it :**

please tell me if you do so :D

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Miri :**

PS: I'm just going to kill you guys with a picture of Niall <333

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BOOM!

What was that? I turned around to see Liv lying next to me on the floor.

She had fainted.

I could certainly understand her. We were standing in One Direction’s dressing room. There they were. Harry was closest to us since he was on his way towards us before Liv had fainted. Louis and Zayn were sitting on a sofa across from us. Liam had been talking to Harry before we had come. Niall was not there. Now they were all rushing to Liv’s aid.

“What happened? Is she okay?” Liam asked.   

“I’m sure she is fine. She just didn’t expect to see y’all here.” I replied.

“What a cute accent you have.” Louis looked at me smiling.

“Oh… thank you. How about we put her onto the sofa until she wakes up.”

They all agreed with me and we lifted Liv onto the sofa, Louis and Zayn had sat on before.

I sat next to her and waited for her to wake up again.

“I take it she is a fan.” Louis laughed.

“Yes, she’s a fan.” I replied remembering the way Liv freaked out every time we talked about One Direction. “A huge fan!”

“And what about you?” Zayn asked me wiggling his eyebrows at me.

“She loves us! And our music.”  Stupid Harry. Why did he have to blab?

“No, I do not! Well I do like your music but not like… you know. It’s good but… yeah.” Good job getting yourself out of this Mae. Really, really good job.

“Oh I see. She is a fan.” Liam said and the others started to laugh.

“Don’t you want to introduce yourself? Or explain why you are here?” Louis made a good point. The others had no idea who I was or why I suddenly stood in the doorway of their dressing room with an unconscious best friend.

“Why don’t you let me explain?” Harry suggested. I was very happy for him to make this offer. I didn’t even know how to start the story.

But before he could start to explain the door swung open and Niall stood in the doorway.

“Sorry guys, I had to call my brother…” he cut off his sentence and stared at me.

I could very clearly see Niall’s blue eyes looking directly into mine. He was absolutely gorgeous!  And he was looking at me. At me!

Ok I definitely felt awkward now. I was sitting on a sofa in the middle of One Direction’s dressing room and next to me there was an unconscious girl and the other four boys were standing around us. I could only imagine what he was thinking at the moment.

“May I ask who these two girls are and what they are doing in our dressing room?” He asked now looking at Liv.

“We were about to find out. Good you came now Nialler.” Louis said laughing, walking up to Niall and putting his arm around his shoulder. These boys were weird. Well I couldn’t blame them. I mean fame probably made them a little different. But Liv and I were weird too and we most definitely were not famous.