Fate Brought Us Together (a 1D story)

A Helping Hand (8)

FATE BROUGHT US TOGETHER 

CHAPTER EIGHT

"But..." I couldn't believe it. All these years have passed and now the most important love of my life have come back for me. As a world-wide celebrity too. What did I ever do to deserve all of this? Nothing. A big lump grew in my throat and I had no idea whatsoever to say. The back of my eyes were overcoming with tears. Why though? He's just a guy that I used to like. No. He is more than just that. The story behind that summer will never be forgotten. Too great to be just thrown away.

My mind was still in a shocked mode. How is this fucking possible though? This was still my first day in the UK out of 365 days. What else will be thrown at me?

I tried avoiding his gaze, "How'd you know it's me?" I choked on my words, "What if I said I'm not the girl you're looking for?"

"That first time I saw you on line, I automatically knew it was you," He looked down into my eyes "Those eyes of yours. That unique smile of you have. It never changed and it never will in my mind." My eyes? My dull blue eyes that no one ever really seen clearly before? No one ever liked me before. Why would a guy like him have liked me anyways? Yeah, we were still kids back then, we still are. But why?

My questions is: why?

"I believe you that you were the same guy that summer. But can you just let me take this all in first?" I let out a sigh and began pacing in place. "Here, you can just stay here and I'll...I'll just take a walk. I'm just gonna go now. Alone. I'll meet you boys back on the car."

"Kayla, but," the smile on his face disappeared and a desperate face appeared. Before turning around to walk into the other direction, he tugged me and grasped onto my hand and spun me around to be found landing in his arms. He had brought me into a sudden hug. He motioned my head to bury into his chest. In an instant, cameras were flashing in our direction. We were being huddled around by strangers. The voices began shouting questions at us. A hug brings paparazzi. I wonder what a kiss would ever do. "I never forgotten you." He whispered into my ears quietly enough for me to hear and no one else.

A teardrop rolled down my cheek. This really can't be happening. First day here and I am already emotional towards a boy that I barely knew. Restrain yourself, Kayla. Restrain yourself.

Using my fingers, I pryed his hand behind my back off. I sprinted off into the other direction, towards the restaurant. This is way too much to take in. I know I am saying this a lot, but it surely is too much for a girl that has never been loved, never been cared about by a boy that she likes. Do I like him? Like when we were young?

I didn't even try to make my way back to the restaurant to see the other boys. I had no idea what to say to them because of all the clustered thoughts that is going on i my head. I made a detour and decided to search for the car instead and hop on. Maybe Paul can help me with this problem. Or not.

Do you think I overreacted just a tiny bit? What am I saying? Of coarse I did, if that was any other guy, I probably wouldn't have regretted what I have done. But that was Niall. A celebrity. A guy that means so much to me; one of the most memorable childhood memory. First the fate thing, and now me overreacting, in front of a few cameras too! How am I possibly supposed to talk to him now. No. It was all my fault, for being such a bitch in front of him.

I don't typically talk a lot in front of people, how am I possibly supposed to all of a sudden face all this kind of publicity? Those pictures that the paps took, must be surfacing around the net right about now, even if they JUST took it. If my friends ever saw me, I personally don't think I would be able to handle it. They'll be annoying me with questions and yeah, questions, annoying ones.