Rayvn's pov
I crashed into someone and let out a shriek as I fell down. "Oh my God!" The person, obviously male, said. "I'm so sorry!" He held out out his hand to help me up. I looked at it hesitantly, before grabbing it.
I mean, I just ran I to a stranger. Who knows what odd twisted things are going through his head. He could be planning on kidnapping me, or raping me. I really wanted to just let nerves get the best of me and scream "RAPE!", but I just grabbed it.
He was strong. I one swift moment, I was back on my feet. I got a look at him. Sweatpants, a gray hoodie, hood up, his eyes covered with sunglasses. Yeah, definitely not murderous looking. But I could see a little bit of his hair. Blonde. Really blonde.
He looked down and picked up my phone, which must have fallen out of my bag. "Fan of One Direction?" He asked, more like a statement. I nodded shyly, as he saw my home screen. "They're really good." I said. "And really cute, if I may add."
"Who's your favorite?" He asked. "Niall." I said little to quickly. He smirked. "A girl who can make up her mind, I like it." He said. I giggled. He kept looking around, worried. "Is everything okay?" I asked, starting for get worried, too.
What if he liked me and worked for someone who wanted to hurt me? Or what if he's trying to trick me? ERMEHGERSH!!!! What of he's trying to kill me?! Or rape me?! I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE SCREAMED RAPE!!!!
He looked back at me. "Oh, yeah. Did I worry you?" No shit. "No," I said. "But is something wrong?" "Oh, no." He said. "I was just walking with my mates, and I seem to have lost them." I nodded. After about 5 seconds of awkwardness, he asked, "Can you keep me company?" I looked at him and nodded. He smiled.
We sat on a sidewalk and started playing 20 questions. We were laughing form the weird questions, and laughed harder on the even weirder answers.
"So, what's your name, love?" He asked. "Rayvn. Rayvn Vienna." I replied. "What's yours?" "Oh, I think you know." He said.
I gave him a questioning look, that is, until he pulled off his hood and sunglasses. I gasped at who was standing in front of me. After a good 10 seconds of shock, reality hit me, and I breathed out,
"Y-Y-You're Niall Horan."
Niall's pov
I chuckled when she realized who I was. She was in total shock. "You a fan?" I said smiling. She nodded quickly, still shocked. "So....what are you doing out here?" I asked. She snapped out of her trance.
"Oh, uh. My dad left me and my mom, and my mom went to live with her parents away from here, leaving me alone. Then I got kicked out of my house because I was too young to live alone, so I'm walking to the homeless shelter." She said, a tear rolling down her cheek.
I quickly pulled her into a tight hug, and she hugged me back tighter, crying into my chest. I rubbed her back. "Hey, hey. Shh. Its alright." I whispered. "I'm sorry." She said, pulling her head up. Her mascara was running down her face. I wiped away her tears, including the mascara.
"Don't apologize, lass." I said. "You've gone through a lot." She smiled at me. "Now there's that smile." I said soothingly. "Why don't you come with me?" She raised an eyebrow and tilted her head. "What?" She asked.
"You need a place to stay, you're a fan, why don't you come live with me?" Her eyes lit up. "Really!" She said. I nodded. "Thank you!" She said, pulling me in for another hug. I laughed and grabbed her hand. "Come on." I said.
Rayvn's pov
Niall led me to a flat, well, dragged me. As soon as he opened the door, he was immediately tackled to the ground by four boys. Oh. My. God. "Niall James Horan! Where have you been!?" Liam yelled, the four boys still on top of Niall.
"Sorry Daddy Direction!" Niall yelled back. "I got separated from you guys and I ran into her." He pointed to me and I waved shyly. Their eyes widened and looked from Niall to me to Niall again and quickly got off him.
