The Morning After

Chapter 2 -

OKAY FOLKS!

CHAPTER TWO!

THIS IS THE PART I DREAMT, SO HOPEFULLY IT IS A LITTLE BIT LONGER. 

THERE'S GONNA BE MORE INTO THE CHARACTER OF SANDY 'CAUSE THERE'S A LITTLE OF HER POV. 

ENJOY LOVELIES. 

- M x

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NIALL'S POV

There she is. My princess. Right before my eyes. After all this wait, guessing who it could be. Doubting I'd ever find her, here she is. 

I never believed in love at first sight, until I saw her. She's phenominal. Spectacular. The way her eyes shine under the afternoon sun. The way her smile is so contagious. I need her. Now. 

I lean over to Harry. I know he's probably not the right person to tell in this situation but, he was the closest. 

"Haz. I found her." I said, a smile wide across my face, never losing eye contact with my dream girl. 

"Who? Who did you lose?" Harry replied, very confused.

"What did you do now Niall?" Liam asked, concerned and annoyed from the other side of the raised platform. 

"No, Harry. I didn't lose anyone. I found her. I found my princess. My dream girl? The one?"

All the boys' eyes were on me. There eyes showed the same confused expression. They just didn't get it but I didn't care.

"She's that one. There." I said pointing her out in the crowd. As I did, her smile only widened making me smile even bigger. The boys turned to spy her in the crowd but instantly after their eyes were on me, still confused. 

"Wait, Niall. She's lovely. Happy. Not screaming, which is always good." Louis said with a laugh. "But, how do you know she's the one?"

Good question, but not one I had an answer for. I didn't know how, but I knew. She is the one. My long awaited princess. Why can't the boys get that?

I pushed my way past Harry and Zayn. I walked up to Paul and his large stance.

"Paul. Paul?" I practically screamed. The crowd was definately loud now. 

"PAUL!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Paul's eyes widened as he removed ear plugs from his ears. As he did so, he cringed at the intensity of the sound. 

"Geez, that's loud. Good to see you guys haven't lost that chick magnet ability. What do you what, Niall?" Paul said. Gesturing towards the crowd which only made them scream louder. 

"Paul." I said, not wanting to finish my thought. How do I explain this? "Um, Paul. I saw this girl in the crowd and... Umm.... I think... I... I think..." The hesitation in my voice was worring Paul. 

"I think I love a fan from the crowd." I said, quickly. I shut my eyes straight after as if to hide from Paul's rage. 

The rage never came. As I slowly opened my eyes I saw Paul standing there, smiling down at me. 

"Well its about time boy! Me and Zayn had a bet that by the end of this year, you'd be looking for a prince." Paul said with a laugh. Before I had time to respond to that comment, he continued, "Which one is she... Or he. We can take her back stage and you can get to know her."

I was amazed. It was that easy. A lot less stressful than I thought and she gets to come back stage. The best I was guessing would happen was a small conversation now. Leave it at that. Never see my princess again. But no! I get to talk to her for ages! Get to know her. Get to know my princess.