Niall Horan can't find love. I mean, he's dated people, but nobody ever felt right to him.
Enter Isabel Manhatten, a 21-year-old also looking for love, and whose personality is almost a complete opposite to his own. When they connect at a party, bo...
A/N: I do not own any of the songs or artists mentioned. I also do not claim that the songs should have been sung by another person. However, I am replacing the actual artists with Isabel because my songwriting skills are absolutely terrible. Isabel's individual singing voice sounds like a combination of MIIA and Halsey, for those wondering. This is a work of fiction.
Chapter Eleven
Isabel's POV
I whine as my alarm goes off, before attempting to shut it off so it won't wake anyone else up. I get up and begin walking to the kitchen for my morning coffee. After I finish my coffee, I shower and dress in a light blue tank top, a lightweight flannel, and black leggings. Before I grab my things, I straighten my wavy hair and put on a pair of combat boots. My phone buzzes, revealing a text from my bodyguard, that says, get yourself down here as soon as possible so we can beat the traffic!
I blush in embarrassment, grab my keys and phone, and wrap my headphones around my neck. I pass Maddy, Megan, and Tiffany when I head out the door. They are just starting to wake up. "Finally," he groans when I get into the car. I pull away after I buckle myself in and adjust the mirrors. We discuss details about what will happen when I reach the studio and other such matters.
When we arrive at the studio, I'm immediately ushered into meetings with various writers. By noon, I have twelve original songs to record and seven collaborations. I check my phone after the last meeting ends, and find some texts from Niall. Morning, love! Can't wait to see you! Xx, reads one. The next says, how do you feel about going on a date tonight? Harry and Maddy said they would double with us, if you want. I answer, -Yeah, that sounds good. My break is in five minutes if you'd like to talk.-
I settle in a comfortable chair in the corner of the meeting room, reading through the lyrics that I've been given as I sip my water. A FaceTime lights up my phone screen, and I accept it, putting my headphones on.
Niall's POV
"Hey beautiful," I say, smiling as Isabel blushes. "Hi," she says, returning my smile. "I like your hair," I say, wanting to run my fingers through her straightened locks. "Thanks. I wanted to try something different," Isabel says.
"So, how's the studio?" I ask. Isabel's face lights up in amazement. "I've been in meeting since I got here and the result is twelve original songs and six collaborations." I smile happily. "Who are the collaborations with?" I ask. Isabel looks down, shuffling some papers around before she finds the correct sheets. She reads off, "Icona Pop, Avril Lavigne, Tove Lo, DJ Snake, Alesso, and Demi Lovato."
"I'm so proud of you Isabel," I say. She smiles shyly and then looks up at someone who I can't see. Isabel takes off her headphones for a moment and smiles happily. Then she replaces the headphones, and says, "I'll be out of here in five minutes! They want to give me some time to familiarize myself with the lyrics before we record anything." I smile and blow her a kiss, saying, "See you when you get here."
She blushes and blows me a kiss back. I smile at her just before she ends the call. Then I get up and walk into the kitchen where Harry is. He looks up and says, "Did you get the reservations?" I nod before looking down at my hands. "Niall, what's wrong?" he says, handing me a glass of water. I down it, and think for a moment. "I guess I'm just nervous. I really don't want to mess this up. She's so perfect; maybe she's just leading me on," I say with a sigh.
Harry stares at me, shocked. "Niall, I don't think that Isabel would do that. The way she looks at you... It's like she's scared that you are going to lead her on, and at the same time you can see how much she cares about you."
The front door shuts and Isabel walks into the kitchen, quietly humming along to whatever song is playing through her headphones. She ours herself a glass of water and pulls out her phone. A few moments later, Isabel takes off her headphones and turns around to see Harry and me standing there awkwardly. A soft squeak escapes her lips.
Her eyes meet mine and I can see what Harry is talking about. There are a few flickers of fear and hesitation, but above all, there's affection. "Hey Isabel," I say, walking over to her and wrapping an arm around her waist. She smiles at me, leaning up and pressing a kiss to my cheek. Isabel waves at Harry shyly, before turning back to me. "What should I be wearing tonight?" she asks softly. I think for a moment, and reply, "Dress casual, but definitely wear shoes that you can run n." Isabel smiles and says, "When are we leaving?"
I check the time and say, "Forty-five minutes from now." She nods and finishes her glass of water, rinsing the glass before heading for the stairs. "Maddy and I are definitely showing you two what Car DJing is," Isabel says before vanishing into her room.
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