Alana is a young woman with a rough past and a lot of secrets. Alana decides to run from her troubled life and while living in a rundown hotel in the dangerous part of town, she is hired as a maid by Niall's mom, Maura, despite Niall not wanting a m...
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Alana shut her door and threw herself onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. Had he really said her dancing was cute? She smiled lightly and closed her eyes, picturing the blue eyes that seemed to burn through hers just moments before. As she laid there thinking of Niall, she was unaware that he was right where she interrupted and left him sitting. Thinking about her too. How could someone he didn't even want in his home, cause him so much confusion. He thought about her beautiful brown eyes and the way the flecks of gold in them shined when she smiled, and her stunning smile. Oh her smile. "Get a grip man" Niall whispered to himself, standing up and heading to the living room. Niall plopped himself on the couch and grabbed the remote, but never turned on the tv. Niall had just realized that although he could close his eyes and picture her beautiful face, the way her eyes sparkled, and the embarrassed shade of red her cheeks turned when he came downstairs shirtless, and although he knew the smell her perfume even without her in the room, he didn't know her name or anything else about her. Rubbing his hand through his hair and groaning at the fact that the maid his mother had hired, the maid he hated until he saw, was stealing his heart in just the few moments they had spent in the same room, and he was rude enough to not even ask her for her name. He stood up and headed down the hallway, determined to be nicer and more genuine in his second introduction to her. But as he stood outside her door, his heart fluttered and he just stood there. Why was he so nervous?? Before he could knock, he felt his phone in his pocket go off and he sighed. Lowering his fist, he walked back to the living room and pulled out his phone. "Hey mom" he answered and plopped himself back down on the couch. His mother started the conversation with small talk, asking about the tour and his recording schedule. She talked about the weather and asked if he wanted to come have dinner with the family at her house tonight. "Sure mom, i'd love to" niall said quietly. Running his fingers through his hair as he thought 'so much for trying to talk to 'her' tonight'. Finally, mustering up the courage, Niall shocked his mother "thanks for hiring 'her' mom. She seems great, the house looks amazing and her cooking is phenomenal. You were right, i needed a maid". Maura laughed and said simply "invite her to dinner Ni, i really like her too" "mom, i don-" and with that she hung up, not giving him the chance to deny the offer. 'Great' Niall though, 'now i'm really going to have to be brave enough to talk to her'. Niall sighed and walked back down the hallway, stopping at the door that kept him from seeing the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. Before he could chicken out again, Niall was knocking lightly on her bedroom door. His heart began to race as she whispered a small "you can come in Niall". Shaking, Niall grabbed the handle and twisted it, stepping into the room. She was laughing at something on the small tv in the corner, and niall thought that he could never get tired of that angelic sound. Alana sat up and patted the end of the bed, allowing niall to take a seat without him having to awkwardly ask for one. Niall looked at her and watched as she laughed at the tv, cursing at himself for being so nervous. "Mom wants you to come over to her house with me for dinner tonight" he said finally. Alana , taken back by how abrupt he was, stopped smiling and looked at her hands. *"I won't go if you don-"* "no, it's fine, i don't mind." Niall said standing up and heading for her door. "Don't worry about making lunch, be ready to go by 3" he said and walked out closing the door behind him. Alana, shocked at how his attitude had changed from sweet to cold in a matter of minutes, sat back against the pillows. 'So much for him liking me huh?' she sighed and went to the closet to pick out an outfit. Niall, standing outside the door, smacked his hand against his forehead and groaned, "way to be an ass Niall" he said and headed to his room. He was just going to take a long shower and get ready for dinner. Why was he so nervous around her?
