I Do want to say I know Niall has blonde hair, so at first just know its dark for a reason. :)
See I was never the pretty girl in school, or the smart one, no one ever took me seriously and I suppose I got used to it that way. But for the first time in a long time I felt special and it was all thanks to one person. And this is how it started.
It was a cool bleak night and I was walking home from work my bare legs shaking in the breeze. Suddenly I looked out into the road a scream had drawn my attention I ran out in to the road, and there lay the body of a dark haired boy, he clung to the ground blood dripping from his beautiful blue eyes, I lifted him out of the empty road and on to the pavement, “Did you get his licence plate” he said his voice a mess shaking from the shock, I looked down at his face, It was a hit and run, no-one else was here just us and I didn’t see the licence plate no one should get away with something like this. “I’m sorry but no I didn’t see….. but are you ok?...... Do you need to see a doctor?” I asked brushing the trail of blood from his face. He smiled at me as he sat on the pavement alongside me. “No, but there is one thing you could do, let me take you out for a thank you dinner, not everyone would of ran out and helped”. My smile lit up like a thousand stars, I looked at his petite face on his manly body and thought how could anyone who looked like him like me? “Yes I will” I blurted out trying not to seem to desperate but miserably failing. He laughed “What’s your name”? “Rose, Hayleigh Rose” I said trying not to look into his eyes, so blue you could drown. “Well Rose, Hayleigh Rose, Do you want to meet me a Vinci’s restaurant tomorrow at 7pm” I looked at this nameless boy and nodded, I stood up and reached out an arm to pull him up. He stood up, and slid his hands under his hair; he ripped away the black wig with one swift movement leaving perfectly blonde quiff hair, I recognised his face, but my mind had gone blank staring at the masterpiece. He smiled at me once more. “The names Horan, Niall Horan”. With one sweet kiss on the cheek he was gone I stood there still in shell shock left wondering was this real, I knew the name, let’s be honest who wouldn’t. The biggest boy band in the world and he asked me out. Anyone he could have anyone but me. Why?
I pinched myself to check I was still awake and I was, my adrenaline began to rush as I dashed home, my feet hitting the floor at such A speed I feared they could have fallen off. I had to get home and plan out my hair, my outfit, Oh god and my make-up. The wind danced through my hair as I ran the thoughts and memories of tonight flooding back to me.
