~ It Never Should've Been ~ One Direction Fan Fiction ~

~ Prologue ~*

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Niall James Horan, there is no way, under any cimcumstance, am I getting on that stage," I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"But..." he started, his shoulders hunching over, his usual bright blue eyes, turning a cloudy gray.

I couldn't hold out any longer and giggled, my own deep blue eyes dancing.

Niall caught me laughing and he stood straight again, "So, you'll do it?"

"No way," I smiled, "I just couldn't keep a straight face any longer."

"Ellie, please!" he whined again.

I gave him a look that said, 'If you ask again, I'm gonna hit you' and he finally gave up the fight he knew he had no chance of winning in the first place.

"I swear, you think you know a girl if you're around her all the time, but noooo," he grumbled, walking out of the room, leaving me smiling.

"You know I love you Nialler," I said and I meant it. And what he said was true. I was around him all the time. Along with Liam, Zayn, Louis . . .

"Oi, Ellie! What are you up to, babe?" asked a curly haired boy as he poked his head out from behind a door.

. . . and Harry. How could I ever forget Harry Styles.