One Direction One Shots

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Catherine McArthur

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18

I sighed as my alarm clock went off and my little brother pounded on my door. Why did I have to wake up? I didn't want to get up yet. I wasn't tired I just didn't see the point to a day that he would never be in again. I signed again and got up looking around my silvery blue walls, blue like my attitude. I didn't have many things in my room that most girls did. I had my Victorian canopy bed, my Victorian writing desk which currently held my iPhone laptop a stack of writing paper and pens. Built into yet another Victorian piece of furniture was a giant mirror and stuffed into the edges of that mirror were several pictures. They all had one thing in common a sandy haired boy. He was Niall Horan of one direction except these pictures were all from before his time on x factor. They were of me and him as kids and best friends. My heart hurt to look at them so I looked down at the flat surface of the top of the armoire. Laying there was my hair brush, a comb, some perfume, my music box and a picture frame holding a picture of me and Niall, this one was so more recent than the others if was a picture of us standing outside the London Eye Nialls arms around my waist my hands overlapping his blushing and giggling as he kissed my cheek. It's funny now that I think of it, I've always wanted to be famous to sell out big stadiums across the world and that had come true with my platinum record, platinum! It was hard to believe that after getting everything I had ever wanted I would give it all away again just to have all of the old stuff back, but then again there was one thing I had always wanted that had never come true. I guess wishing that Niall would love me back was always just a fantasy. I never told him and then he went to x factor got put into one direction and I hadn't seen or heard from him since they placed third. I wasn't famous yet so I guess it was normal that he'd want to be with his new famous friends and not me but still it had ripped my heart apart. I am famous now but Id give it all up just to go back to when Niall and I were friends if even for a moment I'd give it all away.

"Catherine!" bellowed my younger brother Ian "Hurry the bloody hell up!"

"Watch you're mouth or mum'll be ticked." I warned him opening the door.

"You're going to the red carpet ceremony dressed like that?" he asked I cocked my head at him.

"For the red carpet! You know the award show youre supposed to be at in one hour!" he yelled my eyes almost popped from my head. I squeaked and whirled running back into my room.

"HOW COULD YOU FORGET!" he yelled "YOU'VE BEEN NOMINATED FOR ARTIST OF THE YEAR!"

"I know I know!" I wailed stripping to my underwear. Ian used to my antics raced to my closet door from which was hanging my very dress for the show. He slid it out of its plastic casing and grabbed the matching heels as I quickly fussed with the curls dangling around my shoulders. I pulled on the dress and Ian quickly zipped up the back. I removed my bra as I was supposed to which made Ian make a face. I yanked on a pair of knee high stockings and allowed Ian to slide my shoes onto my feet as I put on my jewelry. I hesitated at the silver necklace and emerald tear drop. It sparkled and glittered matching the ones in my ears.

"Put it on Cat." advised Ian "It just goes to show that you aren't afraid." I smiled he always knew what to say. I picked up the necklace which had been a present from Niall for my birthday right before x factor.

"They'll do you're hair there come on!" he yelled I squeaked and followed the once more impatient Ian down stairs out the front door with a kiss from mum and into the car.

Nialls POV

I walked the red carpet arm in arm with the gang.

Suddenly there were even more screams and photo flashes but aimed somewhere behind us.

"What do you think that's all about?" asked Liam "Dunno." replied Louis "It's Catherine!" yelled Zayn "Catherine McArthur look! With her younger brother!" my eyes nearly popped out of my head as the press stepped aside revealing a girl in emerald green. The dress was gorgeous a low sweetheart neckline with a four or five inch band of silver embroidery  going around her ribs. The skirt came up to just above her knees in the front showing off her legs but went back down to floor length in the back. Her hair was auburn and There was no mistaking those eyes or that smile. The tear drop necklace around her neck sealed the deal.

"Catherine." I murmured she was smiling and waving at the cameras her arm through her brothers. Ian was smiling proudly at his sister.

"Cat." I whispered

Zayne put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. My heart ached horribly. It was my own fault but still it hurt like hell.

I followed the others inside and we quickly found our seats. My heart was destroying itself tearing apart.

I endured the entire show until finally Jessie J came on.

"And now for artist of the year. For her it all started two years ago. Her name spread like wildfire. Her songs touched the heart. She was a role model and an idol showing how even when you're down and incomplete you can go on. She didn't want to be forgotten and she certainly won't be. With ten top of the chart songs and five award winning videos it's no wonder. But she does more than just write songs she helps out at charities and raises awareness for the needy or troubled. She's always got a smile on her face and urges that you do you're best. Her music life style and attitude are inspirational. Ladies and gentlemen the artist of the year is...Catherine McArthur!" I felt myself stand up and cheer as she climbed the stage. Catherine looked shocked and close to tears as she took the stage. I smiled at her despite my broken heart as she thanked everyone. we took a commercial break and I sat there thinking. Catherine how badly I wanted to run to her as the lights died and crush her in a hug. Before I knew it the lights came back on.

"And now artist of the year Catherine McArthur songs her award winning single Don't Forget." said the anounncer. My head jerked up as I watched Catherine walk on stage in a short blue dress which poofed out adorably and showed off her perfect legs. I watched as she began and then stopped and stared at her. She began and I could see the pain and struggle in her eyes. Then her eyes met mine and I could have sworn she was singing to me. What shocked me was through out the performance she kept her eyes on mine. When she finished she had a tear run down her face. She bowed said good night and rushed off stage. I got up unable to contain myself any longer and raced back stage. I stopped outside her dressing room and busted the door in. Catherine jumped and looked up from where she was sitting at her mirror. She stared at me her eyes filled with tears.

"Cat I-" I swallowed unsure of what to say. She sat up straighter staring at me. Before I could stop myself I crossed the room and engulfed her in a hug.

"I hate it when girls cry." I said then squeezed her close "especially you."

"Ni-Ni-Niall." she stuttered

"Catherine I-I love you. I never forgot I swear! It's just during x factor I realized I was in love with you and then I couldn't figure out how to say it so I didn't and I couldn't face you because I was too afraid and it just-I'm in love with you Cat." I babbled then blushed realizing what I had said.

"I love you too." she whispered

"Good." I replied sighing "Then I can do this." I pulled away and pressed my lips to hers. What I was expecting was for her to kiss back but what I wasn't was when I pulled away for her to burst into tears.

"Cat no no don't cry! I hate it when you cry!" I urged her. She just cried more. I held her to my chest as she bawled. I guess it was my punishment for hurting her in the first place. Even so I'd rather hold her as she cried then go through another day without her.

Hehe this is for my BFFL shes an amazing writter so go check out her stories please x) comment vote tell me what you think :)