Hae you guys!! Another one shot.
Planning to upload one each week!
I’m also considering about doing a 1D fanfic? Should I go for it???
This is for you Cam! Hope you enjoy it!!
I must thank my friend Sammy because she help me start- which helped me a lot.
Emma xx
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------“See you later Cam! And don’t forget to upload the photos onto Facebook” my best friend Renee yelled as I entered the hotel that my family runs.
Yes I said that my family runs a hotel but that doesn’t mean that I’m a snobby brat. I’m one kind hearted person and I don’t forget the important things; such as my family and friends.
After I said goodbye to Renee, I did what I usually did when I was in the lobby: checked the mail, said hi to some of the nicer employees as I made my way to the elevator.
As I waited for the elevator to arrive, I looked at my refection on the door. My long, brown hair was pulled into a side plait. My floral dress floats down my slightly tall body down to about my knees, which I topped off with a tan vest and ankle boots. This gave me a cute boho look that I adored, while complimenting my brown eyes.
I smiled. Today was going so well; I managed to find the perfect shoes at the mall to finish the outfit I was going to wear for a special occasion, whenever that happens and I heard that One Direction was staying at our hotel while they were in town. Nothing could dampen my good mood.
I was awoken from my thoughts by the beeping from the elevator: telling me that it had arrived.
As the elevator doors began to close, I heard a voice in the distance yelling “Hold the elevator!”
In a split second decision, I managed to stop the doors from closing completely and the guy got into the elevator. Phew!
As I reached for the buttons to go to my floor, I managed to brush his hand against mine; causing sparks to fly around my body. I couldn’t help but blush and back away.
I began to fall into a trance, wondering what those sparks meant, if they meant anything at all. A beautiful Irish voice entered, causing weird things to happen.
It took me a bit to realise that he was trying to tell me something, pulling me out of my trance.
“What level?” he asked. He didn’t seemed to angry which was good. “Level 27 please” I replied, seeming more embarrassed than my bubbly self.
He pressed the button and the elevator began to go up. I tried to start conversation but I couldn’t think about anything to talk about other than the weather.
I just wanted to start a conversation to release the tension in the room.
As I was about to start a conversation with the Irish guy, the elevator stopped abruptly and the lights began to flash for a few minutes before completely shutting down. I managed to grab the railing on the side before completely falling on my face.
That’s when I realised what had happened. The elevator has stopped.
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“Really mum? You can’t get the elevator to move before that?” I asked my mum, more like begged her to the elevator to move enough so we could leave. The power was out and my mum estimated that it would be back on in two and a half hours.
“How long?” the guy finally asked; his first time speaking since this whole incident began. I turned, finally getting a good look of him.
When I actually got a good look at the guy, it only took me a split second to realise who he was: his blond hair and blue eyes. I couldn’t help but smile and gasp. I couldn’t believe that I was stuck in an elevator with Niall Horan from One Direction!!!!
“Oh my god! You’re- you’re..” I managed to stutter out while blaming my thought process for not picking it up sooner.
“It took you long enough to realise. I thought I was off the hook.” He joked, which I couldn’t help but for a giggle to escape from my lips.
“So how long are we stuck here?” he asked, repeating himself since I hadn’t answered the question yet. “About two and a half hours, both of our phones have no battery. What can we do?” I moaned, slumping to the floor. I didn’t like being bored.
“Well, let’s to get to know each other!” Niall announced out of the blue, but there was a purpose behind it “I need something to help stop me thinking about my stomach.” And there it was. I was completely up for it since this may be my only opportunity to get to know Niall Horan.
“Let’s start with the basics; my name is Niall Horan, I’m from Mullingar, Ireland and I’m in the world famous boy band: One Direction. Now it time for you to tell me about yourself.”
I was surprised that someone so famous wanted to get to know me. I was just an ordinary directioner, going about my directioner business until today. So many girls would dream, no, would pay their soul to be in my position. Better make the most of it.
“My name is Cameron, Cam for short. I have lived in New York for all of my life and I live in this hotel. I’m also love One Direction, the boy band you’re in.” I said, actually acting like myself for the first time since this incident began.
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We began talking about everything from what were our favourite things to what it was like for Niall to be in One Direction; what he loves and what he misses the most from being normal.
“So, who is your favourite in the band?” Niall asked completely out of the blue.
Should I tell him the truth? I could have fun with this question.
“Um. Definitely Harry” i teased, hoping that Niall didn’t notice. “Harry, really Cam. I thought that you had better taste in guys. Maybe someone Irish.”
As he said that, he moved closer towards me, his voice growing huskier as he moved closer, to the point that he was whispering in my ear. Then his lips covered mine, slowly moving in sync with mine. It was so sweet and gentle; I couldn’t help but smile into it.
“Yeah Niall!”
“Niall! Go for it man!”
“ Aaah! My eyes! You’ve have scarred me with your snogging session!”
I broke away from my kiss to see that the power was back on and the rest of One Direction had seen the kiss and all their comment cause Niall to blush. Cute!
“So, can I have your number Cam?” Niall asked with hopeful eyes. I nodded swiftly, adding my number to his phone before he gave me a final kiss before leaving with the boys. I managed to pick up a bit of their conversation, related to the best protection during sex. Boys.
Moments after arriving in my room, I plugged my phone into the charger and read all the texts that I’ve received while I was stuck. My mind kept travelling back to the kiss; how soft his lips were, all the emotion in the kiss and how they fitted perfectly together. As continued to read through my texts blankly, one managed to grab my attention:
What are you doin 2nite?
Care to go on a date?
Niallxx
I could help smile. He actually wanted meet up again. I couldn’t help but fangirl in my room. Niall Horan wanted to go on a date with me!
I replied almost immediately after I finished fangirling.
For the second time today, I realised something: I finally got a special occasion for that outfit.
