Anyone want a One Direction One Shot!? (Closed. Sorry!!)

~Brooke and Niall~

Brooke's POV:

I glared at the computer monitor, and re-read the article. No, not happening. I read the title. Niall Horan and Ashley Dameon's Engagement!

"Why!?" I scream to nothing.

"What's up?" Angela asked, entering.

Angela is my best friend. She knows that Niall was a great friend of mine and I really fancy him. A lot. I point to the headline, unable to look at it. I was at the verge of tears.

"No," she whispered.

I nod.

"What are you gonna do about it?"

"I don't know," I choke out. Tears were rolling down my cheeks.

There was a knock on the door, and Angela went to answer it. She tripped over air and fell, causing me to laugh a little. She opened the door and growled.

"Go away," Her voice was harsh.

I couldn't hear the rest of the conversation, but in came Angela and.... Niall. Normally I'd be all happy and talkative and stuff like that, but I shoot him a glare. Niall threw his arms in the air in surrender.

"How's Ashley?" I ask bitterly.

"She's fantastic! She's awesome!" Niall said, with a dreamy look in his eyes.

I ran out of the room, unable to take it.

Niall's POV:

"What was that?" I ask.

"She's upset. Never mind. What the heck do you want?" Angela asked.

"Oh. Here." I say, handing her an invitation.

"Thanks. We'll be there." Angela stated.

I smile. I take a good look at the room while Angela went and got snacks. There were pictures of Brooke and her family, friends, at a dog park. Man, she's got a lot of pictures!  I sigh and run a hand through her hand, my smile fades, and my eyes fall on one picture. Me and Brooke. We were 16, and it was her birthday. We were at a lake with other friends, smiling.

This isn't right. I think I've got second  thoughts about Ashley and I.

"Here is the snacks!" Angela cheered.

I smiled weakly at her and eat some cheese and crackers. I got up, deciding on leaving.

"Goodbye.'' I say and left.

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"Hey honey!" Ashley said, kissing my cheek.

"Hi,"  I say, kissing her cheek.

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(DREAM)

"Brooke?" I call.

I saw Brooke making out with a boy. No. She pulled away quickly, giving the stranger a seductive look.

"Hi Niall. Where's your soon to be wife?" she sneered.

"Not here." I say.

"Good." She slaps me, then returns to the man.

"Who is that?" Ashley asks.

"Brooke. The girl of my dreams," I say, watching her laugh at what the man said.

"Niall? What's that supposed to mean?" Ashley asked.

"Sorry Ash. I love her."

I run to Brooke, but she got further and further away from me.

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I jolted awake. I know what to do.

Brooke's POV:

*at the day of the wedding*

"I don't want to go!" I say.

"Too bad," Angela stated.

I looked in the mirror. I looked great. (You can imagine what she wears. It compliments her eyes. You'll see why)

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"Do you, Ashley Dameon, take Niall Horan to be your husband?" the chaplain asked.

This service was dreadfully boring!

"Yes!" Ashley smiled.

I roll my eyes.

"And do you, Niall Horan, take Ashley Dameon to be your wife?"

I hold my breath.

"I.....I...... I can't. I'm sorry." Niall said.

Everyone gasped. I grinned.

"What!?" Ashley exclaimed.

"I'm sorry. I can't." Niall said. "i'm into someone else."

I hold my breath.

Ashley glared, and asked, "Who?"

Niall looked me in the eyes and said, "My friend Brooke."

 I stared at him in shock. What?"

"Oh my God, Niall." I say, hugging him.

"Would you go out with me?" He asked.

I nod, mesmerized. He chuckled and kissed me. In the background, I heard a frustrated sound from Ashley and I hear someone stomp away.

I couldn't be any happier right now.