Sara's POV
"What the fu-" I got cut off by a pair of big soft man hands covering my eyes.I smelt them courisly They smelt like Vanilla, 'well that's just...weird.'
He pulled me out the store, I could hear Addy clacking her Flip-Flops behind us. I started to get irritated amd instictivly bit down on the hand covering my face. "Oi! That hurt ya know?!" said a familiar accent.
I faced him instantly feeling guilty. He had a face that I couldn' help but feel attracted but at the same time sad because he was in pain. I shook it off, I shouldn't feel this for a stranger.
I cleared my throat. "Mind telling me why you pulled me out of there like a dog?" I said, surprising me by how harsh that sounded.
He looked at me worried, I felt even guiltier for biting him and now he looked like he was - scared.
"I'm really sorry about that it's just the paps, I uh didn't want them to take a picture of you with me." I gasped feeling hurt.
He noticed. "N-no! Not that I don't want a picture with you it's just that, if they see me with a girl for a long time they take pictures and put it to the press assuming I have something with the girl." he finished, looking down at the ground.
He looked embarrassed. I smiled, for no apparent reason just to get out of this awkward situation.
Addy came over, asking me if I was ok. I nodded to her, but truth be told my nose stung a bit. She turned around and put her hands to her waist. "Well, this beeyond awkward so uh say sorry both of you." she said. I looked over to Niall he looked puzzled.
"Are you ok? Ya look constipated." I blurted out without meaning. He laughed at me. "I'm ok. Look I really am sorry for everything but I should really get going. Bye it was um nice meetin ya girls." he said walking away. I couldn't help but feel bad.
"Yeah, sorry to you too." I whispered to myself.
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Buzz Buzz . My phone rang on my nightstand. I picked it up looking at caller ID 'Addy'. "Ugh what is it Adelina, it's fricken 9:00 in the morning you know I sleep in la-" I got cut off by her. "Turn on MTV now." she said rushed, and hung up.
I turn the t.v on to find the most shocking thing ever. Turning the volume up. "Niall Horan from hearthrob band One Direction, cozing up to a mystery girl while taking a picture with a fan? Could it be that this Irish hottie's found himself a girlfriend? This picture taken a couple days after the boys of One Direction landed in America. A source tells us that Niall and his mystery girl are just friends. Tweet us to tell us what you think using the hashtag #Niallsmystery."
And with that I turned the t.v off.
I remember what he said yesterday.
'Assuming I have something with the girl.'
"Oh dear this can't be good." And at that, I fell back on to my bed feeling a headache coming up all to quick, so much for having a lazy day.
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Life isn't always fair
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