UnStarStruck

Chapter 3 - The List

Chapter 3 – The List

Clare’s POV

I had been hanging out with the boys for 2 days now and I had to admit they were not as bad as I had previously thought. We didn’t do anything particularly exciting because screaming fans were an actual health and safety issue every time we went someone public, so we swum, watched movies and went to unknown places for food. The only bad thing about it is Niall. I think I’m falling for him.

Which is really stupid for several reasons, in fact while I am lying in bed right now I started to compile a list of ‘pros and cons’ on the hotel stationary:

12th December

A List of Pros and Cons that Niall Horan is kinda, basically, pretty much, sort of, always on my mind and its dumb and it could never work because:

Pro: He’s Niall Horan

Con: He’s Niall Horan

Pro: Very sexy accent, looks and is amazing

Con: That accent is because he lives in a completely different country

Pro: It sounds like he likes you back

Con: It hasn’t been confirmed

Con: He’s famous

Con: You’re not

Con: You’re leaving in a couple of weeks

Con: You live in completely different countries!!!

I read over the list about four times before coming to a depressing conclusion, it would never work. It was there, right in front of me on paper. It was silly that I felt so sad, I mean its not like we ever kissed or anything. Get a grip Clare! I groaned and tossed the paper onto the floor, it floated into the living room. I buried my face in the pillow and sighed. I had to stop hanging out with them, before I completely fell for Niall.

I could tell in my heart that I was tittering on the edge and I should not, could not, and would not let myself topple over into what could be the best thing ever to happen to me. Listen to yourself! You’re over thinking it; just stop hanging out with them. The voice in my head did have a point, so I let myself drift off to sleep.

“C’mon Clare-bear get up, I’m starving!” Louis yelled while jumping on my bed. I swear giving them my spare key was the worst decision in my whole entire life. I checked my phone; it was 10 o’clock in the morning.

“Get out Louis I’m not in the mood today” I threw one of my pillows at him, which he caught easily.

“C’mon! Niall will be there” I looked up to see him smiling mischievously at me wiggling his eyebrows. Oh god Niall.

“I said no, please leave Louis” I rolled onto my side to hide my face. I felt the bed shift as Louis flopped down beside me.

“What’s wrong Clare?” he was so sweet. He had become like the brother I never had.

“I can’t… I mean… Umm…” I mumbled what was wrong with me? “Louis just please, please leave” I whispered too guilty to look him in the eye.

“Okay, we’ll all swing by later about 11 okay?”

“Okay” I felt him leave.

Oh god, what was I going to do? How was I meant to tell 5 of the sweetest guys in the world that I couldn’t hang out anymore because I didn’t want my heart broken? I was angry at myself now. How could I fall for Niall? Easily: he’s smart, funny, cute… shut up you stupid little voice! It got changed angrily in my jeans and hoodie. I grabbed my phone and stormed out of the hotel room.

I stomped through the lobby and was so angry that I didn’t bother with the side door I just went through the front. I was met with paparazzi who were asking my connection to the boys. I shoved them out of the way, too pissed off at my own idiotic feelings to care who was following me.

They stopped after two blocks and I kept walking.

Niall’s POV

When Louis came in and told us Clare didn’t want to come to breakfast I was gutted. I sat counting down until 11. As soon as it hit it on the dot I was out of my chair and headed towards the elevator from the hotel restaurant. I ignored the boy’s chuckles at my excitement. I really like Clare; she is beautiful, smart, funny and wasn’t like any other girl I’d ever met. I think I was falling for her. But I didn’t know if she liked me back.

I unlocked the door to her hotel room. “Clare?” I called entering slowly.

“She’s not here” Zayn called, “Let’s come back later”

“Okay” I heard the others leave, I was about to turn when something caught my eye, a piece of paper. I walked over and picked it up. What it said confused me.

12th December

A List of Pros and Cons that Niall Horan is kinda, basically, pretty much, sort of, always on my mind and its dumb and it could never work because:

Pro: He’s Niall Horan

Con: He’s Niall Horan

Pro: Very sexy accent, looks and is amazing

Con: That accent is because he lives in a completely different country

Pro: It sounds like he likes you back

Con: It hasn’t been confirmed

Con: He’s famous

Con: You’re not

Con: You’re leaving in a couple of weeks

Con: You live in completely different countries!!!

Okay, wow, that was a lot of cons. The only thing I didn’t understand out of the whole list was the first sentence, A List of Pros and Cons that Niall Horan is kinda, basically, pretty much, sort of, always on my mind and its dumb and it could never work because: So did this mean she liked me? The actual points on the list were pretty valid, but I still didn’t see how it couldn’t work. I mean if we liked each other enough…

The door opened and I whipped my head around to see Clare. Her eyes were red as if she had been crying, god I hoped she hadn’t, I couldn’t stand the thought of something making her cry. I coughed awkwardly so she realized I was there. “Oh umm Niall… look I don’t want to hang out today, so…”

Clare’s POV

He started to walk towards me, I saw a piece of paper in his hand and I hoped with everything I had it wasn’t my list. He stopped when he was 50 centimetres away. I looked closer at the paper; it was my list of pros and cons. Oh shit, shit, shit, shit, awww crap! Now he’s going to know you like him and it’s going to get all awkward and complicated and… shut up you stupid fluffin’ voice!

“What’s this Clare-bear?” he asked lifting up the piece of paper.

“Do I really need to explain, it kind of says what it is on the page” I looked down again, I pushed the tears down that threatened to over flow again like they did earlier at my stupidity for falling for him, I mean almost falling, I mean, ahhh this was so frustrating.

“I meant what… you mean it all?” he sounded so timid like he was talking to an injured animal.

“You weren’t meant to see it; does that answer your question?” I shrugged not looking up. I started to walk around him when he grabbed my arm, spun me around and crushed his lips to mine.