That's Her. (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Introduction

Haley's POV
My life has plateaued. I've never really been used to that. Right from an early age I was a really good dancer and I always seemed to find and achieve more challenges. When I was 18 I was accepted into London Academy of Dance which is where I'm currently attending. Even my first two years at the Academy were exciting as I always seemed to be getting some type of solo or new challenge thrown at me. Right up until now. These last couple of months here have been nothing but boredom and my best friends Eleanor and Danielle agree. This year we were moved up to third year, which means we were no longer the oldest and best dancers in our classes. We no longer got solos and were no longer awarded with anything. It sucks. I was looking for a new adventure that I just couldn't seem to find.
"Haley!" I was snapped out of my thoughts by Danielle. I shared a room with Danielle and Eleanor was right across the hall with another close friend Kat.
"Yeah?"
"Can you go down to the cafe and get me coffee? I'm really tired!" She complained.
"Why the fuck can't you get it yourself??"
"Well as I mentioned I'm pretty tired and I know you're the bestest friend in the whole entire world." She jumped up from her bed and gave me and tackled me with a big hug. "Please!" She begged. Her accent helped her persuasion sometimes cause it was so darn cute. I was born in America so I didn't have a cool British accent like she did but I wish I did.
"Ugh fine. You owe me big time though!" I gave in. Again.
"Oh geez I really love you!" She giggled.
"Yeah yeah" I walked out of the door. I stomped down the hallway. I couldn't believe I gave in to her again. I need to strategize next time. Maybe I'll just rebuttal her with an Irish accent. Those are always cute. I snapped out of my thoughts when I reached the snack bar. I needed a black coffee with milk and sugar in it for Danielle. I thought that was it until I saw that beautiful chocolate croissant staring a me through the display case. Yeah I needed one of those. "Hi can I have a black coffee with milk and sugar and one of those lovely looking chocolate croissants over there?"
"Sure" the guy chuckled. Hmm he was kinda cute. Damn I really needed to get myself a boyfriend. He handed me my chocolate croissant as I sat down at one of the tables waiting for Danielle's coffee. I decided to scroll through Twitter as I waited. I kept going down until I caught my eye on something. A girl from my old town that I had followed on Twitter retweeted something from Niall Horan, who I recognized from the boy band One Direction. Nope not quite a fan but I have to say What Makes You Beautiful is a pretty catchy tune that I find myself humming to occasionally....okay maybe a little more often than that. Anyway the tweet read:
Niall Horan @NiallOfficial
Dancers and singers of all kind please send us your videos!! You could be a potential candidate for our team in the competition! Love you guys!

Hmm interesting.This could be the adventure I was looking for
Niall's POV
I just sent out a tweet about the competition. We really needed to win. Something about that new boy band had my blood boiling, not to mention if we lost I'm pretty sure that would be the end of our reputation. But we couldn't back down to their challenge because we couldn't seem scared. Although Liam looked like he pooped his pants when he heard about it. The group was called The First Kings and they were on the X Factor like us. Apparently after Simon compared them to us in one of his critiques for them, they decided to challenge us to a battle that will air in front on millions of fans. Although I knew our fans reigned supreme, they already had a large following of fans as well, to be fair. I knew I shouldn't be worried but I was especially since there are only four of us left after Zayn's departure.
"Niall what are you up to lad?" Louis asked as he walked into the our TV room.
"Oh nothing. I just sent out a tweet about the competition. I'm quite nervous man."
"Don't worry about it Niall. We will get the best dancers and singers to perform with us and all will be well," he tried to reassure me but it wasn't quite working. "Now wanna play some FIFA?" he picked up the controllers. Well I couldn't turn down some good FIFA.