"Excuse me?" You feel a tap on your shoulder so you turn around to face a beautiful caramel brown haired boy with bright blue eyes. "You dropped this." he says handing you a piece of paper.
"Oh. Thank you." you reply taking the paper out of his hand and opening it. Inside it said: 'Call me!! You seem like a great girl. Oh and you're really pretty.... :D ~Niall Horan (xxx)-xxx-xxxx'
"Where'd you get this from?" you asked the boy in stripes standing in front of you with a wide smile on his face.
"You see that guy over there with the blonde hair and brown roots? He told me to give you that. Well not really..It's sorta complicated."he said scratching the back of his neck.
"How so?"you asked raising an eyebrow at him.
"Well umm, my friend Harry over there, the one with the curly locks, wrote it when Niall kept saying how pretty you were and wouldn't stop drooling over you. So we wrote this for him since he was too much of a girl to come over and talk to you himself." he explained.
"Oh. Well okay. If it makes him feel any better I was secretly watching him too." you said blushing like mad.
He started laughing lightly. "Wait. Is that Irish I hear in your voice?" he asks smiling widely and looking at you expectantly.
"Umm, yeah, why? I know I sound weird no need to make fun of me Mr. And can you get him to come over here and talk to me already because 1. he's giving you a death glare and 2. I haven't eaten for like 20 minutes and I'm really hungry."
"You stay here. DO NOT MOVE AM I UNDERSTOOD!!!" and with that he ran back over to his group of friends leaving you standing there laughing. He comes back dragging a red faced blonde haired boy behind him. "Okay you two do...Umm...just like...Just...Ugh I don't know. " and walks back to the table.
You extend your hand, "Hi, My name's Amber. You got some crazy cool friends there." he takes your hand and shakes it and a spark shoots up your arm but you just ignore it.
"Niall Horan. Umm by any chance are you Irish?" he ask with a small smile on his lips.
"Yeah. And I take it you are too? I can tell from your accent." You give him a smile. "Yup I am." he says.
"Hey Niall do you want to get something to eat. I haven't eaten for like 30 minutes now. Oh yeah I love to eat and I am always eating by the way so don't expect to not eat. I don't care if you're THE Queen of England I will eat in front of you. No one takes away my food. NO ONE!!" you state your voice rising at the last part.
He starts laughing but then looks at you in admiration and takes your hand. "I'd love to get some food. I'm, as the lads say, a foodaholic. I'm constantly eating." You smile and start walking towards the food court.
"I can tell we're gonna get along just fine." You say and kiss his cheek. You here wolf whistles from behind you and see all of his friends whistling at you. And yelling other thing along the lines of:
"GET SOME NIALL!!!"
"SHE'S A KEEPER NIALL!!"
"USE PROTECTION!!!"
and other quite disturbing comments. You and a now red Niall laugh and continue walking away.
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One Direction Imagines
Teen FictionImagines about 5 crazy guys that stole our hearts... and our sanity. Some of these are mine and some I found on the internet!