Little Did She Know (Niall Horan)

I Think I Like Her

Katelyn's P.O.V

He didn't even have to introduce hisself to me. I knew exactly who this beautiful boy was. There was no questioning it.

"Hi, I'm Katelyn," I said casually.

"I'm really sorry about running in to you, I was just in a rush," I added smiling shyly.

I didn't know how I was being this calm, but I was glad I was able to contain myself.

Niall's P.O.V

This girl was beautiful. I realized she was in fact not from here, she had an American accent.

"So where ya from love?" I asked smiling down at her.

"How do you know I'm not from here," she teased.

"Yer accent," I said to her while laughing slightly.

She blushed and covered her face with her hands for a moment before removing them.

"Gosh, that was a stupid question then, I'm from California. San Diego to be exact," she said still blushing.

"It's nice down there, very warm," I said remembering the last time the lads and I went.

"Yup," she said looking down at the ground for a moment. As if she had a loss for words.

I could tell she wasn't confident by the way she acted. How did she not know she was beautiful?

"Well I better get back to my friend, she's been waiting for a while now," she said now looking back up at me.

"Alright I'll let you go, but before ye go, would you like to hang out sometimes?" I asked her.

I usually didn't give my numbers out to people I just met, but I feel like I could trust her.

Katelyn's P.O.V

The question he just asked me shocked me. Why would someone want to hang out with me? I'm not extraordinary or anything.

He nudged me a little, "You alright?"

"Yea yeah I'm fine, and sure. I'd love to hang out," I answered

"Great give me yer phone, and I'll give you mine," he said handing me his phone.

I added my new number to his contacts and handed his phone back. He handed me mine, and I stuffed it into my pocket.

I said goodbye, and gave a quick wave before hurrying back to my friend.

Mia's P.O.V

I was wondering what was taking Katelyn so long. I stood up about to go find her before I saw her rushing up the steps with no drink and a pretzel.

"Sorry. I had a few difficulties," she said smiling hugely.

"What's gotten you so happy?" I asked nudging her and wriggling my eyebrows.

She rolled her eyes at me, "Oh nothing just ran into someone and split my drink all over them."

I laughed, "Who was this someone?"

She grinned at her lap and shook her head, "You will never believe me."

"Try me," I shot out.

She leaned closer to me to whisper, "Just a Irish boy, who's name is Niall Horan!!"

The last part she was practically scream whispering.

My eyes went wide, and I couldn't blink. Did I just hear her right?