A Maid's Secret **Niall Horan Fan Fiction**

Chapter 2: Her First Night

               Maura walked back into the room and sighed, "well my Dear, that was my son. He's not very happy about me hiring a maid, but he will get over it. I have to run home now. Feel free to look around the house and get familiar with it, as it's now your home too. My son should be here around lunch time tomorrow so you should have time to clean up after him, here is some money to go get you some clothes and some essentials from the store, please make yourself at home and prepare yourself to meet Niall, he will warm up to you. Just give him some time." Maura handed her a wad of cash and hugged her, turning quickly before Alana could reject it. *"Maura!"* Alana called out after her, "I'm not taking it back dear, use it" she said headed towards the door. *"Maura"* Alana called out again, causing the woman to stop for a brief moment, looking at the young girl over her shoulder. *"thank you, so much. For everything"* Alana said, Maura smiled and nodded, heading back towards the door. "You'll understand my generosity when you meet my son." she chuckled, closing the front door behind her. Alana took in a deep breath and looked at the wad of cash in her hand. She grabbed the key Maura had left for her on the counter and headed to the store.

****Flash forward to after shopping; Alana is back home, it's about 5:30 pm****

                 Alana stood in the shower, thinking what Maura had said, "You'll understand my generosity when you meet my son." what had that meant? Was her new boss really that bad? Alana sighed and turned the water off. She stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a fluffy towel. She walked into her room and put on a simple outfit consisting of shorts and a tank top, she had no makeup on and her long hair hung loosely. she thanked Maura mentally for the outfit she had been able to get, and decided she would begin cleaning tonight so the house was spotless when she met her new, not-so-happy boss. She made her way to the kitchen, picking up scattered dirty laundry on the way. She started a load of her bosses laundry and began washing dishes.

****Flash forward through cleaning****

                  It was now 2;47 in the morning and Alana was quite tired. She had cleaned the house from top to bottom. She had washed dishes, and put them away, she organized the pantry and cabinets, she cleaned off the counters, washed and folded 3 loads of laundry, made beds, fluffed pillows and couch cushions, threw away trash, dusted, swept, vacuumed and mopped the entire house. Lastly, Alana decided to make brownies before she laid down. As Alana waited for the brownies to cool, she played music and danced around the kitchen, happy to finally have a warm and safe place to fall asleep. As she danced and laughed at herself the music was cut off and as she turned around to see why, she realized there was a man behind her, leaning on the wall in the doorway, arms crossed, with a snug look across his face. She jumped back and her smile fell immediately. They stared at each other for a few moments before the man began to speak. "You must be the maid my mother hired, i told her-" Alana cut him off abruptly and held out a plate of brownies *"I wasn't expecting to meet you until tomorrow, please excuse my informal outfit and inappropriate and horrible dancing. But i made you brownies sir, please don't kick me out"* Alana looked down at the ground and bit her lip. She heard the man chuckle as he reached out and grabbed a brownie, she looked up at him and watched as he took a bite. A wild smile spreading across his face, a smile that made her heart flutter and cheeks turn red, he was the man in the picture. "they are pretty good, i guess you can stay" he chuckled, walking past her and sitting on the couch in the living room. Alana breathed a huge sigh of relief and whispered a small thank you as she set the plate of brownies  on the counter. The man motioned for her to sit across from him, and she obliged, not wanting to upset him further than her being in his home already had. She watched the man chew the brownies, watching his ocean blue eyes sparkle and began to wonder why he seemed so familiar to her. He noticed her watching him and spoke up "The name is Niall. I really don't want a maid, but your brownies were good and the house is spotless. What i want you to do is simple, keep the house clean and cook for me. I won't ask you to do anything crazy, just respect me and my stuff." he motioned across the room and smiled slightly. *"yes sir, is there anything else i can do for you tonight before i go to bed?"* she shrugged and looked down at her hands silently pleading him to say yes, as she was no longer tired. She needed to figure out where she knew him. "It's Niall, not sir. I'm not old enough for that" he chuckled and continued "and no, it's rather late, go ahead and go to bed. I will see you tomorrow". Alana nodded and stood up, heading to her new room *"Goodnight Niall, it was a pleasure meeting you. And thank you, you know, for letting me stay"* she sighed and heard him mumble a simple "yup" before he flipped on the t.v. and kicked his feet up.

                 Alana closed the bedroom door behind her and leaned against it. Closing her eyes and thinking about the piercing blue ones that had just stared at her, he was absolutely perfect she thought. Too bad he's never really going to like me here. Alana sighed and crawled into bed, not realizing how tired she really was. Sleep soon caught up to her. Alana was fast asleep in minutes, dreaming about a man with crystal blue eyes that pierced right through her heart. Crystal blue eyes that were sitting in the next room, thinking about a beautiful girl with a breathtaking smile. A beautiful girl who before he saw her dancing around his kitchen at 3 in the morning,  he didn't even want there.

                                                                                   Niall's Kitchen

                                                                                         Alana's Pjs

                                                                                       Niall's face