"Niall, I just can't do this anymore.. I'm sorry," was the last I heard from her. We'd been dating for two years before all of the sudden she broke it off. I guess the fame got to her. I know it can be too much sometimes with all of the fans crowding around us all the time but I really thought we had something. I thought she was different. I guess that was all it ever was.. thoughts.
I still wish she'd just walk out of the bed room with her cotton shorts and old white tank top on. Having her cute bed head hairdo in a bun. She'd always laugh and ask me why I was staring at her. She was just beautiful. Never had I ever come across a girl like her. She was perfect. She had a big appetite like me plus she could cook. I always wanted a girl who could cook. They're pretty rare to find when all of the girls you're around are a bunch of clingy teenage girls. Don't get me wrong I love my fans but it just gets old sometimes with all of the flashing cameras and the crowds of people... I wish she hadn't of left me.
The first time we met was priceless. Absolutely priceless.
The boys and I were just getting off of tour and decided to all go out to eat before splitting up to go home. We went to a small restaurant just outside of town where there wasn't a lot of people. It was something called Little Noodle. The name killed me so I practically begged the boys to go inside. We walked inside the cute little restaurant and the first thing I saw was a messy head of blonde hair and a plate of a delicious casserole. Boy, did that casserole smell delicious.
The mysterious girl turned around to see who came in. Her eyes squinted a little when she saw us entering but then quickly turned back around as if she wasn't sure it was actually One Direction who was coming into the small restaurant. I'd do the same if I were her. It's not everyday you see One Direction.
She went to the back and came back with an apron that said Little Noodle in embroidery. She works here? Cool. I looked at the menu and quickly found what I wanted. Shrimp Creole. I haven't had shrimp in forever, or what feels like forever. I order the dish and the girl doesn't even seem to be fazed by the world star in front of her. Hmm, I like her. The name on the tag read "Sterling". That's a unique name. Niall, what are you doing? Simon said no girlfriends. No, stop it Niall. Wait a sec, I just met her why'd I say girlfriend? Niall no. What are you doing, stupid?
"I'm Niall."
"I know."
"You don't seem to be excited about it or anything..."
"That's because I'm not."
"Why not?" I couldn't help but to ask. This girl is so strange.
"Well, you see I'm not a Niall girl. I like Harry."
"Oh!! Gotcha." I guess she saw the disappointment in my face because she seemed to give me a look of sympathy.
"That's to bad," is all I could manage to say. Her eyes looked at me in bewilderment. What did I say wrong?
"Why is it too bad that I'm a Harry girl?" What? I honestly don't know why I said that. Why is it too bad?
"Uhhh, I don't know. I guess I was hoping you'd be a Niall girl.." Was I hoping that? Why am I questioning myself? Jesus, Niall you need help.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Oh.." This conversation is turning to crap..
" Well here's your food," she gave me a warm smile and turned around quickly.
Why were her ears so red? Was she blushing? Awee. That's adorable.
The rest of the boys already had their food. The first thing that came into conversation was," Who's that blonde chick?"
Seriously, guys?
"Her name's Sterling." Wow that's a name I could get used to falling off my tongue. What? I mean, no. Why would I get used to that name? No. Stop thinking that way Niall. What the fuck man, pull yourself together.
"That's a pretty name," I heard through my heavy thoughts. "Yeah, I know."
That sounded a little mean. Jealousy? No, I just met her. How could I be jealous, I don't even know her.
The girl came over and gave me the receipt. Louis was trying to hide the grin that played on his lips. I kicked him under the table and just smiled at the girl. I saw writing on the back.
I could be a Niall girl if I tried.xo 251-243-7745
It took me a minute to realize I was smiling like an idiot. Harry leaned over and read it and just went "awww, Nialler's got himself a girlfwend."
"Dude, shut up."
"Okay, okay. Don't get your panties in a twist."
I threw the money on the table and we left.
I immediately started to text the number she gave me. I'm gonna be so screwed if Simon finds out.
I snapped out of the stupid memory and wiped the tears that streaked my face. I hate it when I cry. I can't believe it. Still. Why can't I get over her? I hate to admit it but I'm heartbroken.
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Okay. First, my names Dani. Guess you should know that, huh?
The number up there is a random number I made up so don't get any ideas with it.
This is my first time writing on Wattpad and I'm afraid I'm rubbish at it. I hope this turns out good. Sorry if I suck.
Well, Bye? I guess.. I dunno how this goes.
